Here, Yang Qingyan was browsing the clothing section carefully. Although she didn't care much about clothing, she couldn't be too shabby if she wanted to fit in with the times.
After picking out two sets of simple and durable clothes, she walked back with the clothes in her arms. As she approached the counter, she saw a young, beautiful, and stylish girl standing next to Mu Nanhe. She looked at herself and found that she was too thin, with no breasts and no buttocks. She was really no match for the young girl. However, Yang Qingyan didn't care. She just paused for a moment and walked forward steadily. She said to Mu Nanhe, "Now that we have chosen, let's go check out."
When Mu Nanhe saw Yang Qingyan coming back, he secretly breathed a sigh of relief and said to Wei Lan, "This is my family member, Yang Qingyan." He deliberately emphasized the word "family member", not only speaking to Wei Lan, but also to express his attitude to Yang Qingyan.
The smile on Wei Lan's face froze for a moment. She had never thought that Mu Nanhe was already married. She couldn't help but secretly look at Yang Qingyan, especially when she saw that her clothes were all patched. She couldn't help but feel a little superior, and felt that there was nothing special about this person.
She curled her lips and said sourly, "When did you get married? It's shameful for this man to dress so shabby." She ignored Yang Qingyan and spoke to Mu Nanhe in a self-centered manner.
Yang Qingyan's eyes swept over Wei Lan calmly. Her heart was as clear as a mirror. She saw through the girl's thoughts in an instant and knew that she might have some special feelings for Mu Nanhe.
Yang Qingyan was not someone who could swallow her anger, and she immediately responded with a sneer: "What she wears is none of your business. Is she eating your food or wearing your clothes? Is your house by the sea? Why do you care so much? Also, this is her man, please stay away."
Yang Qingyan's voice was clear and loud, which attracted a lot of attention in the noisy supply and marketing cooperative. Many customers around her looked at her with curiosity.
When Wei Lan heard this, her face turned pale and red, as if she had been slapped in public. She was furious, her eyes widened, and she opened her mouth, wanting to retort: "You...what's your attitude? It's just a casual remark, are you so aggressive?"
But when she looked around, she found that there were many people around, and everyone stopped what they were doing and looked at them as if they were watching a good show. She swallowed back the harsh words that were on the tip of her tongue. She could not hold back her anger, and her chest rose and fell violently. She gasped for breath, showing the surging anger in her heart.
Yang Qingyan didn't intend to let it go. She raised her lower body slightly and continued, "Hey, now you know you're afraid of being seen? Why didn't you think of restraining yourself when you said something rude just now? You don't need to interfere in the affairs between you and your man."
Seeing this, Mu Nanhe's face instantly turned cold. His brows were locked, and his eyes were filled with displeasure. He glanced at Wei Lan and said mercilessly: "Comrade Wei Lan, please call me Captain Mu or Comrade Mu. I'm not familiar with you." The tone was clearly alienated, which was both to draw a clear line of demarcation and to protect Yang Qingyan.
Yang Qingyan's heart was slightly moved. She glanced at Mu Nanhe, and the resentment she had towards him seemed to fade a little. She put the clothes on the counter, turned to Mu Nanhe and said, "You have chosen them, and the cloth should be cut almost. Let's see if there is anything else to buy and go back as soon as possible."
Mu Nanhe responded and asked the waiter to settle the bill. The waiter smiled brightly as he saw that he had met a big customer today. He counted the items swiftly and said cheerfully, "Comrade, the total is 47 yuan, plus 5 feet of cloth coupons."
After hearing this, Mu Nanhe took out money and cloth coupons from his pocket and handed them over without hesitation. His movements were quick and decisive, and his eyes showed some determination.
Yang Qingyan, who was standing by, could not help but feel a ripple in her heart when she saw this scene. In this era when materials were relatively scarce and everything had to be supplied by ticket, 47 yuan was not a small amount of money. Mu Nanhe's calmness when he took out the money made her have a new understanding of him. Although she had suffered a lot of grievances before, at this moment, his responsibility in spending money more or less made her feel a little warm in her heart.
After settling the bill, the two of them carried their large bags and walked deeper into the supply and marketing cooperative, preparing to buy some kitchen supplies and toiletries. By the time they had purchased all the kitchen supplies, the items in their hands had piled up like a pile, and they could hardly carry any more.
Mu Nanhe spared no effort to stretch out a hand, rubbed his aching arm, and said to Yang Qingyan with a smile: "Now everything is done, let's go home." Yang Qingyan looked at his slightly wolfish but smiling face, and couldn't help but "chuckled" and replied: "Okay, let's go home."
But when she got to the door, she found Wei Lan was still waiting there. When she saw Mu Nanhe coming out, her eyes lit up, and she walked quickly to him, saying in a gentle tone, "Nan... Comrade Mu, we are also going back to the family compound. You can take us with you."
She was calculating in her mind, thinking that she could spend more time with Mu Nanhe, and she didn't take Yang Qingyan beside her seriously at all.
Mu Nanhe frowned slightly, and the expression on his face turned cold instantly. He leaned in front of Yang Qingyan and said in a distant but firm tone: "You bought a lot of things. It's not convenient. Please help yourself." As he spoke, he tightened the large bag he was carrying, and his posture seemed to silently emphasize the cramped space in the car and the inconvenience of their journey.
Wei Lan didn't expect Mu Nanhe to be so ruthless, and her face turned red and white. She opened her mouth, as if she wanted to say something to save the situation, but looking at Mu Nanhe's unquestionable eyes, she swallowed her words back. She could only watch their car go away.
When they got back to the family compound, the car attracted a lot of attention as soon as it stopped. The people in the family compound saw Mu Nanhe and Yang Qingyan getting off the car with big bags, and they greeted them enthusiastically.
"Captain Mu, you bought so many things. Did you move the supply and marketing cooperative back home?" An old lady teased with a smile, her eyes full of kindness.
"Yes, Captain Mu, watching the battle, you have to tidy up the house." A young daughter-in-law holding a child also joined in the conversation, scanning the packages with curiosity.
Mu Nanhe responded with a smile, being polite and friendly: "Yes, I need to buy a lot of things since I just moved here." As he spoke, he picked up a few bags nimbly and did not forget to lean over to help Yang Qingyan get some as well.
Everyone's eyes fell on Yang Qingyan, with more or less inquiry in their eyes. After all, Mu Nanhe was the battalion commander, and his official position was higher than many men among them, so his family naturally received much attention.
After Mu Nanhe and Yang Qingyan walked away, the neighbors who saw Yang Qingyan saving the tiger yesterday gathered around and chattered, unable to wait to talk about it.
"Did you see it yesterday? Captain Mu's wife looked skinny and weak, but I didn't expect she knew medical skills. Her acupuncture skills were simply amazing!" An old lady couldn't help but give a thumbs up as she recalled the past, her face full of admiration.
"That's right. Xiaohu's face was so pale at that time that we thought something terrible was going to happen. But he was rescued in just a few moves. There's no one else in our compound who can do this." A sister-in-law also echoed, her eyes sparkling with excitement, and it was obvious that the scene of yesterday was still vivid in her mind.
"I heard that she also prescribed a prescription for Xiaohu to slowly recuperate. Xiaohu can be saved now, and his mother can also breathe a sigh of relief." Another woman said softly, her words full of sympathy and relief for Liang Huantao.
Everyone was talking about Yang Qingyan's superb medical skills. The thin and silent woman in their eyes suddenly became lively and became the center of everyone's hot discussion. Yang Qingyan was completely unaware of this. At this moment, she and Mu Nanhe were moving the things they bought into the house one by one.
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