After studying for an unknown amount of time, she stretched and yawned before leaving the space.
I drifted off to sleep.
Day 2
Yang Lin, sporting dark circles under her eyes, squatted in the corner. Qiao Wanyue, carrying a basin, pretended not to see her. After washing her face and brushing her teeth, she went into the main room. Yang Lin stormed in and started eating, throwing things around.
Qiao Wanyue ignored him completely, treating him as if he were invisible.
After the meal, Lu Rong and his wife Lu Laoda went to work, and she also went to the village office. As a messenger, she didn't need to go to work, but she still had to go to the village office to make a show of it, otherwise someone would report her for taking work points without doing any work.
"Wanyue," Boss Lu called out to her.
Qiao Wanyue saw her older brother who hadn't gone to work yet. "Brother, what's wrong?"
Old Master Lu took out a large basket, which still smelled of fresh bamboo, indicating that it had been woven overnight.
"Take a look at this, is it what you wanted? If you're not satisfied, I'll re-knit it for you." Boss Lu smiled sheepishly, afraid that his sister-in-law would dislike his skills.
Qiao Wanyue's eyes lit up. She took the bamboo basket. She had seen many bamboo baskets, but one that was so particular as to have Lu Laoda make a basket with ears was a waste to use for gathering pig feed.
"Brother, your cooking skills are amazing!"
Brother Lu blushed slightly at the praise, "I'll make up a few more for you."
Qiao Wanyue smiled and said, "Big brother, I'd like two more. Could you please make two handles for me, so I can carry them by hand?" She made a gesture as if she were carrying something.
Boss Lu immediately understood.
"good"
After saying that, he turned and left.
Qiao Wanyue took the basket back to her house, locked the door, and went out.
Today, she brought Lu Hui with her. The little guy was carrying a small basket and wobbled along with her to the village office.
"Sister Wanyue, you're here!" Yang Miaomiao ran out happily.
Yang Miaomiao is a recorder and also one of the quality control personnel responsible for dried vegetables.
Qiao Wanyue nodded, letting her stop her arm. "How about the dried vegetables?"
Early in the morning, villagers eagerly brought dried vegetables.
Yang Miaomiao sighed, "The vegetables they sent were either too broken or moldy. My mother got angry and threw a tantrum several times, but the villagers kept pestering us to accept their dried vegetables."
Qiao Wanyue walked over and saw the team leader's wife cursing at a villager.
"We don't accept moldy stuff, didn't you hear me?" She stopped him with one hand.
The villagers who wanted to pour the good dried vegetables into the dish pleaded, "Please, I only have ten jin. My family is so poor that we can't even afford to eat. This little bit is what I managed to squeeze out."
The persistent woman was an older woman, and the team leader's wife had no choice but to stand in front of her.
"Auntie, it's not that we don't want to sell them to you, but with your moldy ones mixed in, we can't sell our good ones either," the team leader's wife said wearily.
The woman didn't think she had done anything wrong at all. "I only have this much. If you don't tell me and I don't tell you, who will know? She's from the team leader's family. Please be lenient and give me a way to survive." She continued to pester him relentlessly.
The team leader's wife was exhausted. She tried everything, from kind words to harsh ones, but the woman wouldn't listen to a word, as if her ears were stuffed with donkey hair.
She immediately scolded him with a stern face, and he just kept crying and complaining.
This left her both amused and exasperated.
Yang Miaomiao was also so angry that her stomach ached, but she was still angry at these old people in the village who took advantage of their age.
There was nothing she could do.
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