Chapter 150 I Can't Like Wang Ping

But she didn't expect that when she just followed the instructions and walked to the bus stop, she saw the young wife who reminded her yesterday, holding her child, also waiting for the bus at the station.

She originally wanted to wait and take the next bus, but unexpectedly the other person was sharp-eyed and his eyes lit up when he saw her.

"You're going to the city to buy something too? That's great, I finally found someone to go with me. You don't know, I'm timid, I'm really scared to go alone..."

The young wife was obviously a very outgoing person. She didn't even wait for Huang Xinran to reply and just started talking a lot.

"I forgot to introduce myself. My name is Wang Ping. My husband's surname is Liu. He is the instructor of the company. This is my son Wenwen..."

"By the way, Captain Ren's mother didn't come to bother you last night, right? Fortunately, fortunately, you are lucky. She must have come to Captain Ren's house last night. Otherwise, she might have come to your house to cause trouble!"

"Don't think I'm scaremongering. I didn't know about this when I first moved here. Look, my kid was just learning to walk at that time, and the toys and snacks I gave him were all snatched away by those two naughty boys."

"Why do you treat your child like this? Go and tell him. Captain Xianren is not here. His mother is just a piece of shit. She won't listen to you..."

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Huang Xinran initially agreed with a few words, but later realized that the other party was just talking to himself regardless of whether he said anything or not. When the car arrived, Huang Xinran's face was stiff from smiling.

She originally wanted to wait for the next bus, but unexpectedly the young wife was quick-witted and caught her.

"Hurry up and squeeze forward. You have to wait for an hour for the bus here, and then take the next bus to the city. It will be dark when you come back. Don't be shy, hurry up..."

Huang Xinran was still helped into the bus by the people waiting for the bus.

This bus was really crowded, and Huang Xinran was squeezed into a sandwich, with no place to stand. Fortunately, it was cold and there was no strange smell on her body, otherwise, who knows what would happen.

People got on and off the bus from time to time. Halfway through the journey, an old man got off the bus next to Huang Xinran.

Thinking that it would be inconvenient for Wang Ping to carry the child in the car, she paused, but still shouted to Wang Ping: "There is a seat here, let me hold Wenwen."

Wang Ping quickly squeezed over and looked around: "This is not good, right? My Wenwen is shy... I will just hold the child and squeeze in."

After saying that, he really sat down and almost sat on Huang Xinran's lap.

Huang Xinran hurriedly made way, but before he could say anything, the old lady sitting next to him started shouting.

"Hey, why are you crowding? How many people can sit on one seat? Hurry up, don't crush my bag. There are eggs in my bag. Who will be responsible if they are crushed?!"

On one side was the old woman who kept yelling, and on the other side was the mother and son who sat down with their child in their arms without paying any attention. Huang Xinran's forehead was throbbing, and he stood up and said indifferently: "Make way!"

"Oh, you let me and Wenwen sit down? That's great!"

Wang Ping happily stepped aside and said, "Sister Huang, thank you so much. If it weren't for you, I don't know how much suffering my Wenwen would have to endure..."

Huang Xinran didn't answer, but just stared at Wang Ping with a hint of anger in his eyes.

She was not the kind of person who would give up everything. It was just a seat, which was nothing in itself.

But the smaller the things are, the more they can reveal a person's character.

Who wouldn’t want a seat on such a bumpy mountain road?

She was kind enough to hold the child for a ride, which was originally a happy thing for everyone. But the other party went a step further and directly took away her seat. Although the matter was small, it made people unhappy.

The bus swayed as it traveled on the bumpy mountain road.

By the time they reached their destination, Huang Xinran was exhausted. This was even more torturous than what happened with Lu Yunchen that night.

She got off the bus and walked out of the station with her head down.

Wang Ping chased after them, holding Wenwen in her arms.

"Sister Huang, Sister Huang, please don't walk so fast!"

She couldn't catch up with Huang Xinran, so she simply grabbed her sleeve, almost causing Huang Xinran to stumble: "Sister Huang, didn't you hear me calling you?"

"You call me and I have to answer? Who are you to me?"

Huang Xinran couldn't bear it any longer and simply gave up.

Wang Ping obviously didn't talk about why Huang Xinran was so angry. She was stunned for a moment before she smiled apologetically, "It's my fault. I shouldn't have called you... But I just want to know where you are going? Let's go together!"

"Where I go is none of your business."

Huang Xinran shook off her hand, turned around and was about to leave.

But Wang Ping kept pestering her: "What I mean is, if you want to go to the farmers' market to buy vegetables, we can buy them together. The more you buy, the cheaper the price will be, and it will be easier to bargain."

"I'm not going to the farmers' market for now. I'm going to go to the department store first to buy some necessities. There's no other way. I just moved here and I don't have anything. I won't go with you."

"Is that so..."

Wang Ping was obviously disappointed.

Huang Xinran walked a long way away, but she still stood there looking at her.

In fact, Huang Xinran went into the city today mainly to visit the farmers' market. After all, whether buying vegetables, vegetable seeds, or farm tools, it is more convenient to go to the farmers' market.

However, she really didn't like Wang Ping, so she just left her alone.

In order to avoid running into Wang Ping, she actually went to the grocery store and bought oil, salt, sauce, vinegar, bowls and chopsticks, and even some farm tools such as a hoe.

By the time she got to the farmers' market again, it was time for lunch.

Huang Xinran was very hungry as he hurried along the way.

She found a mutton soup stall in the corner of the market, sat down and ordered a bowl of mutton soup.

It's called mutton soup, but it's actually made from mutton offal. From time to time, someone would shout, "Boss, give me a bowl of mutton soup! And two steamed buns!"

A bowl of soup and two steamed buns only cost 30 cents, but you can eat a full meal.

Huang Xinran usually can't eat so much, but maybe she was too tired today, so her appetite increased. She ate up a full bowl of mutton soup and two steamed buns.

The most important thing is the two steamed buns, which are as big as a bowl. They are very substantial and fill my stomach very well.

After eating and drinking, Huang Xinran gave the money.

After thinking about it, I couldn't help it, so I simply took the thermos I just bought today, asked for two bowls of mutton soup and drank them, then I left with satisfaction.

When she came out after a walk around the farmers' market, she had an extra bundle of Chinese cabbage, a bundle of green onions, and two large winter melons.

Huang Xinran didn't even mention that she would buy so many things, and she was a little bit incredulous when she asked the boss to help deliver them to the station.

Forget it, when in Rome, do as the Romans do!

Fortunately, it was the starting station. She put the vegetables she bought and bought the ticket, then she found a seat near the last row and sat down to wait for the bus to depart.

People got on the bus from time to time, and before long the seats were full.

As the car was about to start moving, someone suddenly called out from outside: "Master, wait a minute, there's one more!"

Huang Xinran felt the voice sounded familiar and subconsciously looked over. It turned out to be Wang Ping who hurriedly got on the car.