Chapter 29 Take a last look at him
Jiang Wanwan understood that the jar belonged to the girl outside.
Li Mazi was a henpecked man. He wanted to sell the jar for some money: "Comrade, you should buy it. It is useless to us. It would be nice if you could give us a little money."
Jiang Wanwan took out a handkerchief to wipe the dust off her hands, glanced at Li Mazi with the corner of her eyes, and said in a condescending tone: "Okay, I'll give you one dollar, and you can sell this jar to me."
Because buying a jar with charity is something Jiang Wanwan can do.
But how much loss can you make if you buy a tank for one dollar?
Jiang Lian felt somewhat unwilling, but then she thought that this was a good start. Jiang Wanwan did not return empty-handed after going out with her, so she would go out with her again next time.
Jiang Wanwan reluctantly took out a dollar and said, "Make a receipt and put your fingerprints on it. Then help me deliver the jar."
"Remember, don't break it, or I won't buy it."
Liu Sufen and Li Mazi were so happy that they couldn't stop smiling. Liu Sufen went to find paper and pen, and Li Mazi went to borrow a cart. He put bedding on the cart and put the jar on it.
Jiang Wanwan wrote the sales receipt herself. After the Li family put their fingerprints on it, she put the receipt in her arms and walked outside.
"May I have your name?"
The girl washing clothes had red eyes. Seeing Jiang Wanwan wiping away her tears, she whispered, "My name is Li Yu."
Jiang Wanwan quickly wrote her name on a piece of paper and put an IOU in her arms: "I know that is the dowry your mother left for you. I spent 80 yuan to buy it. I gave you money but you can't keep it. This IOU has my handprint. When you can control your own money in the future, go to the place on the IOU to ask me for the money."
Jiang Wanwan paid Li Yujie the money according to the market price.
Li Yu looked at the IOU. She couldn't read, but she recognized the red handprint on it.
Her sister...actually left the money to her and not to her stepmother.
This was the first person who treated her so well since her mother died.
Li Yu didn't know how to thank Jiang Wanwan.
“Thank…thank you.”
Jiang Wanwan reminded her: "Put it away and keep it."
Li Yu nodded.
Afraid that Jiang Lian would become suspicious, Jiang Wanwan stood up and walked to the door to wait. Li Mazi and Liu Sufen put the jar on the cart. Li Mazi pushed the cart while Liu Sufen held the jar and helped to carry it back.
When the jar arrived at Old Shen's house and was moved to Jiang Wanwan's room, she secretly breathed a sigh of relief. The jar was now hers!
Liu Sufen took out the receipt and said, "Comrade Jiang, you haven't put your fingerprints on it yet."
Jiang Wanwan was afraid that the jar would be damaged on the way, so she only asked the Li family to put their fingerprints on it, but she didn't. Now that the jar arrived, she put her fingerprints on it.
Liu Sufen and Li Mazi were afraid that Jiang Wanwan would go back on her word, so they took the money and ran away.
Jiang Lian looked around Jiang Wanwan's room and said distressedly, "Wanwan, why did you marry such a poor man? Look, there's not even a decent cabinet here."
After saying this, she glanced at Zhang Weixing who was waiting at the door, and said meaningfully: "If you want to find a man, it's okay to find Weixing. His family conditions are better than here..."
Jiang Wanwan asked with a smile: "It's getting late, sister, aren't you going home yet? Do you want to stay and have dinner?" The smile did not reach her eyes.
Jiang Lian was almost laughing out of anger. What delicious food could a poor man have?
She looked down on it. Even though she didn't want to eat it, Jiang Wanwan didn't even bother to show any appreciation. She just threw the donkey away after she had used it. It was true that when you marry a chicken, you follow the chicken; when you marry a dog, you follow the dog. After marrying into a poor peasant family for eight generations, she exuded pettiness.
"Wan Wan, you have completely adapted to the local customs. You even hold rotten chaff in your arms. Don't worry, I will go to the cafeteria to eat later. I won't eat at your house. Look how scared you are."
Jiang Lian felt quite emotional.
The little princess held in the palm of Jiang Beiwang's hand lives such a poor life.
Jiang Lian tried to hide her smile: "I'm leaving."
Zhang Weixing and Jiang Lian left.
Watching them leave, Jiang Wanwan's eyes were filled with unremovable coldness.
She closed the door and put away the receipt, then cleared out a piece of the cabinet on the kang and carefully hid the brother-glazed jar in it, waiting for Chen Xingjiang to come back and mail it away. Aunt Zhushu was an old acquaintance, so she offered a friendly price of two hundred and eighty and sold it, making a net profit of two hundred!
Two hundred! That’s a lot of money.
Jiang Wanwan slowly closed the cabinet door.
"Is my wife from Xingjiang home? My wife from Xingjiang?"
The voice of the team leader Zhang Hongri came from the yard, and his voice was very urgent.
Jiang Wanwan had a bad feeling when she heard that. She put on her shoes and ran out: "I'm here, what's wrong, Captain?"
Zhang Hongri rushed over, his face was covered in sweat and red like pig liver. He gasped and said, "Just now, the commune sent a letter saying that Commander Wen's daughter was captured by the Huzi. This morning, Xingjiang was ordered to go to Black Eagle Mountain with the troops to rescue her. She was shot in the chest... She is in a very dangerous condition now. I want you to go to the county hospital to take a last look at her!"
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