So when Ye Chenyang returned from the training field and saw such a huge pile of things in the room, he was almost scared to death:
"My sister, you're not...you're not expecting me to take all of this back with you, are you?"
Is this person thinking they're Superman?
Even Superman couldn't do that, right? So much stuff, it would take at least a whole truck to carry it all!
Ye Wanying was still checking if she had forgotten anything when she brought the things home for her parents. Hearing her younger brother's complaint, she calmly replied:
"Yes, you should take all of these back with you."
Ye Chenyang was speechless for a moment, then plopped down on the sofa, taking deep breaths until he finally recovered.
"Sister, do I have eight hands or sixteen? How can I lift so many things?" she asked.
Forehead.....
Ye Wanying glanced at her younger brother on the sofa as if he were an idiot: "When did I ask you to get it yourself?"
hat?
Don't you want to take it yourself?
Ye Chenyang jumped over from the sofa: "Sis, how are you planning to get your things back?"
Ye Wanying didn't want to talk to her incredibly stupid younger brother anymore, so she handed him the cardboard she had just used to record the items:
"Count them once and see if the numbers match."
"No, sis, I'm asking you a question. Can you not change the subject so quickly?" Her chuunibyou (middle school syndrome) tendencies kicked in again, and she pressed for an answer.
Ye Wanying chuckled twice: "I am Ye Chenyang. You are a high school student now that school starts. Why don't you use your brain?"
How do you think I'm supposed to get all this stuff home? I don't think you have eight or sixteen hands.
So, I have no choice but to entrust these things to the train station, and they already have a duty to transport goods. I just need to pay the transportation fee, understand?
Ye Chenyang finally understood. So, he really was stupid. Why did he think from the beginning that his sister would ask him to take so many things back?
She couldn't help but tap her forehead and ask, "Sis, the shipping must be really expensive, right?"
Train tickets are incredibly hard to come by these days, and ridiculously expensive, not to mention all the stuff my sister has to carry.
Ye Wanying nodded slightly: "It's alright. As long as you get the things back, it won't be a problem. When you get off the train, the staff will help you carry the things off the train. Then you'll need to find a tractor or an oxcart or horse-drawn carriage to get them home, okay? Don't tell me you can't do this?"
The blatant suspicion in his eyes—how could a teenager in his rebellious phase just give up like that?
"Hmph, it's just finding a cart, right? Don't worry, your brother can handle this." Back in our hometown, there's plenty of everything, but oxcarts are the most common, because everyone needs them for farming and harvesting grain.
During the off-season, some people will come out to do odd jobs.
Ye Wanying glanced at her younger brother again: "Count the number carefully. If there's one missing, I'll hold you responsible."
.........
In the afternoon, Ye Wanying took advantage of the time to make some steamed dumplings, glutinous rice balls, and other things so that her silly younger brother could eat them on the train and wouldn't go hungry.
When Ye Wanying heard that this stupid younger brother was coming, she was so afraid that her money would be stolen that she starved herself all night before getting off the train. She was so angry that she almost beat the idiot up.
Actually, if you ask what's most abundant in the space, besides food, it's instant noodles—both bagged and cup-sized. You could practically open an instant noodle wholesale store.
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