Bai Jiaojiao's palms were burning hot as she saw the moonlight reflecting off Shen Heng's face.
With his aggressive eyes fixed on her, Bai Jiaojiao looked away, but Shen Heng lifted her chin and kissed her.
A suffocating pleasure washed over her, and Bai Jiaojiao's hands tightened as Shen Heng guided her to do what he wanted.
Five days before the Dragon Boat Festival, Wang Fushun sent a letter the next morning with a list of over 800 orders of pork floss cakes that he had been running around for the past few days.
Wang Fushun originally wanted to ask for more, but he was afraid that Bai Jiaojiao wouldn't be able to make it in time, and missing the order would be even worse.
Greed is the worst thing you can do in business, so he took all the orders he had on hand early on and didn't plan to look for customers elsewhere, ensuring that Bai Jiaojiao had plenty of time to make each pancake perfectly.
Eight hundred and thirty-two orders were placed, and half of the deposits had been collected. Shen Heng wouldn't ask how much Wang Fushun would sell the goods for, as long as their four hundred and sixteen yuan was not less.
Bai Jiaojiao has now gotten used to the life where Shen Heng has already gone to work by the time she wakes up. She looks at the large stack of money and a receipt under the pillow by the bed.
This list was just a record that Wang Fushun showed them; in reality, Bai Jiaojiao only needed to make sure the quantity was correct.
Over 800 orders, that must have exhausted her!
But who would complain about having too much money?
With this order, they'll have enough money to build a house. They figure that once the autumn harvest is over and the farming season is over, they can hire people to build houses for them.
Bai Jiaojiao was full of energy.
Their letter of commendation arrived that afternoon, personally delivered by a young police officer in uniform, along with a banner, which was said to be from the parents of the child they rescued.
Zheng Xu, beaming with pride, accepted the banner on behalf of the commune members. Without a word of politeness, he hung it directly at the entrance of the brigade office.
Li Lide was still negotiating with the police officers who came to deliver the letter of commendation: "Everyone in our brigade is outstanding. The brigade leader and I always attach great importance to everyone's ideological development."
The young police officer felt a little uncomfortable. The person involved had humbly said it was just a small favor, so why was this village chief bragging about it?
He was there for a happy occasion and didn't want to concern himself with such trivial details.
The human traffickers that Shen Heng and Bai Jiaojiao caught not only had their eyes closed on that one little boy, but according to their confession, the other four of the five children who had recently gone missing were all in an abandoned courtyard outside the county town.
That little boy was the last one. They had originally planned to take a boat south overnight and then head west along the Yangtze River.
If it weren't for Bai Jiaojiao and Shen Heng, these five families would have been finished.
Not only did they receive a letter of commendation, but for their act of bravery, they also each received a ten-yuan bonus and two brand-new large unity bills, which were handed to Bai Jiaojiao in front of all the commune members.
Suddenly, Bai Jiaojiao and Shen Heng became the talk of the village.
Others dared not inquire, but Bai Shiqing, the second eldest sister, did.
They say gossip has great power; she still has a red handprint around her neck, but her spirits have improved considerably.
Although she knew that telling Bai Shiqing was the same as telling the whole village, Bai Jiaojiao still told Bai Shiqing the whole story as if it were a story.
Since things have come to this, we might as well take the good reputation.
During a break from work, Bai Shiqing stood under the big locust tree and said, "My younger sister noticed something was wrong, gave my brother-in-law a look, and he rushed over in a flash..."
When Bai Shiqing told everyone his story, he also added his own artistic touches.
The people listening to the story didn't care that there were so many people on the bus; they listened with great interest to how Shen Heng rushed forward in one stride.
Within two days, when the story reached outside the village, it had become that Shen Heng and Bai Jiaojiao fought a human trafficker for three hundred rounds in the car, and were even stabbed by the trafficker.
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