After drying the clothes, Lin Xiaoman was ready to take action, but then she sadly discovered that there was no paper or pen at home!
To write a letter of denunciation or something, I can only wait for my sister Yang Liqiu to come back.
Lin Xiaoman, with nothing better to do, wandered around the vegetable patch behind the house. Not to mention poisonous snakes, he didn't even see any poisonous weeds. Well, if all else fails, he'll have to use the stockpiled produce in his space.
Not finding any useful ingredients, Lin Xiaoman pulled out a radish and went into the kitchen.
After cooking a meal and then a bowl of radish soup, Lin Xiaoman quickly ate a few mouthfuls to fill her stomach, then filled two rice bowls. With the rice bowls and a kettle in her pocket, Lin Xiaoman went to the fields to deliver food to Yang's father and mother.
Both Yang's father and mother were dark and thin, with a slightly hunched figure, and looked the kind that were weak and could be bullied.
After a simple meal, Yang's father and mother urged Lin Xiaoman to go back quickly and told her not to leave the village unless necessary. They were afraid that she would meet Li Xingwang, the ruffian, when she was alone.
After returning home, Lin Xiaoman washed the dishes and then closed the door and practiced martial arts in the main room to keep fit, while also making a detailed action plan.
Time flies and the sun sets.
At about 5 o'clock, when Lin Xiaoman was cooking dinner, Yang Liqiu came back. The girl was only 15 years old at the time, with two pigtails, small and thin, with a yellow face, looking like a malnourished bean sprout.
But girls change a lot when they grow up. When Yang Lixia died, Yang Liqiu had already grown into a beautiful girl. It was a pity that she was ruined by a scumbag, Lin Xiaoman sighed in her heart.
"Sister, I got first place in the exam today!" The little girl chattered excitedly as she came back. "Teacher Sun said my math is better than any other student in town!"
"Xiao Qiu is so amazing!"
Because No. 75 was AFK, Lin Xiaoman didn't feel any pressure at all when facing Yang Liqiu who appeared in her true colors. She played the role of the good sister so naturally.
After praising him, Lin Xiaoman casually said, "By the way, Xiaoqiu, do you have any extra paper and pen? Lend them to me. If you don't have any, forget it."
"Yes! It just so happens that my teacher rewarded me with a notebook and a pencil. Sister, I'll give them to you." Without asking any more questions, Yang Liqiu picked up her schoolbag made of scraps of cloth and took out her brand new notebook.
Lin Xiaoman waved her hand quickly, "No, no, I just want to write something down. Just tear off two pieces of paper and give me a pencil that's almost the same as yours."
"Oh." Yang Liqiu tore two pages from the notebook and took out a half-broken pencil. "Is that enough?"
"That's enough." After quickly frying the radish, Lin Xiaoman nodded towards the door and said, "Go wait outside. We'll have dinner when Mom and Dad come back."
"Um."
Within two minutes, Yang Liqiu's voice came from outside the kitchen, "Sister, mom and dad are back, it's time to eat."
"Dad, Mom, let's eat." After calling out, Lin Xiaoman brought out the only dish - fried radish. The family members each served themselves some rice and sat at the table.
At the dinner table, the four of them chatted briefly about family matters, and then Lin Xiaoman said, "Mom and Dad, I want to go to town tomorrow."
"Ah? Going to town?" Mother Yang, with a mouthful of food still in her mouth, became nervous reflexively from her originally calm expression.
"Why are you going to town all of a sudden?" Father Yang also put down the bowl he was holding at his mouth and said with a look of embarrassment on his face, "Xiao Xia, what if we run into that scoundrel Li Xingwang? It would be terrible if some unpleasant rumors spread and affected your marriage."
Fearing that Li Xingwang might resort to some despicable and insidious methods, Yang's father had been living in fear and being extremely cautious ever since he rejected his family's proposal.
After hearing this, Lin Xiaoman's heart skipped a beat. Oh my god, she had forgotten that she had a fiancé now!
Lin Xiaoman quickly recalled the man's surname, Cheng, and they had only met once. Cheng's parents seemed kind, and the man was decent-looking. However, after the original owner fell into the water, the man had canceled the engagement with incredible speed.
Of course, it was just a blind date and there was no emotional basis at all, so it was understandable that the man canceled the engagement.
Now that she had fallen into the water, she was doomed, but she definitely couldn't keep this marriage. She had to find a way to cancel it without making a fuss.
You haven’t even started your career yet, why are you looking for a man?
Even as he pondered this, Lin Xiaoman remained calm. "Dad, I'll be careful. Tomorrow is shopping day. I'll go with the aunts from the village. There will be a lot of people on the road, and no matter how bold Li Xingwang is, he won't dare to act recklessly in front of others."
"That's right. We live in a society ruled by law now. If you act like a hooligan you will be arrested and beaten." Yang Liqiu interrupted. The little girl, who was unaware of the complexity of society, was still in a state of fearlessness like a newborn calf.
"I want to buy some personal stuff, so I have to go." Lin Xiaoman continued to say that he had to go.
"Then go ahead." Father Yang frowned and hesitated for more than ten seconds before finally nodding in agreement. "You're already engaged, so some things should be prepared in advance."
"Would it be a bad idea to go to town?" Mother Yang was still full of hesitation and worry.
"Xiao Xia, you can take Zhao Laogen's oxcart tomorrow. Don't be reluctant to spend that little money." Father Yang continued, "When you come back, come back with the oxcart. Don't be left alone."
"Yeah, I know." Lin Xiaoman nodded in response, looking well-behaved.
"Then..." Mother Yang was still worried, but she didn't object. Instead, she said, "We need to buy some things at home. I'll see what to buy later. Please make a note of it."
"Um."
…
After dinner, Yang Liqiu went back to his room to do his homework. His father sat on the doorstep and started weaving a bamboo basket, while Lin Xiaoman and his mother cleaned up the dishes together.
After cleaning up, Yang's mother pulled Lin Xiaoman into the room, told her what to buy, then took out a handful of money from where she hid it, counted out two yuan and handed it to her.
Taking the money back to his room, Lin Xiaoman followed his memory to find his private money and counted it.
One cent, one dime, her total net worth is two yuan and forty-seven cents.
Tsk, I’m still far away from the goal of getting rich!
After lamenting his poverty, Lin Xiaoman squatted beside a small stool before it got completely dark, and quickly wrote his letter of complaint on this square wooden stool.
The conditions are difficult, there is not even a table!
Hiding the original owner Yang Lixia's notes, Lin Xiaoman deliberately wrote the words crookedly and used a few typos.
The villagers are not well educated and not many can write. Writing like this makes it sound like a report from fellow villagers and more authentic.
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