Secretary Zhang, being an exceptionally intelligent man, gradually sensed something was amiss. At the same time, he also realized that this newly acquainted grain depot accountant showed no respect for his fiancée.
After Su Xueli finished eating and drinking, she stood up and looked at Cui Huabiao, saying, "I'll treat you to this meal today."
"No, no, no, I'll treat you. I'll treat Secretary Zhang to dinner." Cui Huabiao stood up with a gloomy face.
Secretary Zhang stopped Cui Huabiao and said, "Sit down. This meal is on me for the two young ladies. Don't argue with me."
Su Xueli said in a fake tone, "I said it was my treat. Since that's the case, I won't argue with you two. Yan Yan, are you and Cui Huabiao still going to the department store to buy things? Or should I go first?"
Cui Huabiao hurriedly said, "I'm here with Secretary Zhang to run some errands in the county today, so I don't have time to buy anything. You should go back first."
This guy is incredibly stingy. Yan Yan never spent any of his money before or after their marriage. His reason for not spending money on her was quite high-sounding: her family was poor and she had many younger brothers, so he was afraid she would give money to her family.
Yan Yan lowered her head and said to Cui Huabiao, "Then I'll leave with Xue Li."
Cui Huabiao scolded her again: "Say goodbye to Secretary Zhang! You have no manners at all."
Yan Yan, her face flushed, bowed to Secretary Zhang and said, "Secretary Zhang, we're leaving."
Su Xueli waved to Secretary Zhang generously and said, "Thank you for the food and drink today, Secretary Zhang. Goodbye."
I felt satisfied and comfortable after the meal.
But she knew that Yan Yan was not feeling well.
After leaving the restaurant, Su Xueli took Yan Yan to a pastry shop, bought two pastries, and said, "Yan Yan, I didn't treat you to the meal, but I'll treat you to these pastries. Take them home for your younger brother."
Yan Yan was heartbroken. "Xue Li, the pastries are so expensive, and you bought so many. This won't do. You should take one portion to your in-laws' house."
Su Xueli shoved it into her bag, saying, "Take it if you want. I'm not going back to my in-laws' house today; I'm staying at my parents' house."
Yan Yan had no choice but to accept it, muttering to herself, "My little brother has never tasted such good pastries before."
Su Xueli deliberately provoked her: "Yeah, other people's boyfriends bring lots of pastries and candies when they visit their girlfriends' homes, but your family, who only eats government-subsidized food, doesn't give a penny."
Yan Yan immediately lowered her head and defended him, saying, "His family had a hard time supporting his schooling, and his salary wasn't high when he first started working..."
Su Xueli said, "Good, good, you're such a good wife. You're already thinking of him in every way even before you're married. It's a pity that he doesn't seem to think of you at all."
Yan Yan fell silent.
Su Xueli wondered: Will Cui Huabiao's performance today make her more aware?
When she got home, Su Xueli called her parents into the house, put the pastries and money on the table, and said, "This is what I earned today."
Her parents looked at each other and asked her at the same time, "You earned it? How did you earn it?"
Su Xueli pointed to the straw peaches on her mother's bedside table and said, "That's the skill we rely on."
Then I explained to them in detail the transactions that took place at the county department store that day.
Su Guojun and Liu Fengying looked at each other for a long time before finally asking, "Is it true?"
Su Xueli shook her head and said smugly, "If you don't believe me, go ask Yan Yan. She led me to her cousin."
Liu Fengying clapped her hands: "Oh my goodness, how come my daughter is so capable? She can make money from the things she's been making up since she was little!"
After his initial excitement, Su Guojun said with concern, "Don't be too happy yet. Didn't Uncle Yanyan say that we'd try selling them today and see how it goes tomorrow? Maybe we won't be able to sell them. Tell me, who in the city is stupid enough to spend money on something made from thatch from the ground?"
Liu Fengying immediately went from joy to worry: "Sigh, that's right, it's just a bunch of grass after all."
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