Shen Anning spoke beautifully. It was her plan to give the ticket to the village. Anyway, she got money for medical treatment and got six work points for free every day. After the autumn harvest, she would distribute grain in the village, so she would not lose anything by giving a ticket.
The branch secretary agreed readily, "Okay, I'll agree on your behalf. I'll explain the matter to them when we distribute the grain this time. But the village can't just take your ticket for free. An Ning, you know that the village is not rich. Twenty yuan is just a little compensation. You must accept it, and I'll accept your ticket too." The branch secretary and the village chief were of course very happy to do so. They were almost old and were now training their sons to be their successors. If there were cheap bicycles, they would be the ones to get them. The villagers would use them, and who would be willing to lend them unless it was for a wedding or funeral?
After sending the bicycle ticket home, Shen Anning rode the bicycle very fast along the way. Hu Dayong's family and several gossipy old women in the village sat together, watching Shen Anning pass by and glared at her fiercely.
She hated Shen Anning for being stingy. Her eldest son had married a wife, and now he was suppressing her at home every day. As a mother-in-law, she was worse than her daughter-in-law. "Look at this educated young Shen, she knows how to show off all day long. If her car gets stolen one day, she will stop being so arrogant."
"Dayong's family, don't say that. The half-grown children in our village and Gengjiatun all listen to what Shen Zhiqing says. My granddaughter has only earned two yuan in the past month and has earned her tuition by herself." The people around didn't dare to respond casually. If anyone at home said a bad word about Shen An Ning, the children in the family would quarrel with them.
I have to say that Shen Anning's conciliatory policy is particularly effective!
Now Shen Anning maintains the habit of going to the farm to see Liu Jiaman once a week. There is no other way. The farm is much busier than the village, and Liu Jiaman has less free time. Shen Anning wants to go anyway and doesn't feel embarrassed at all.
Watching her sister-in-law's belly change day by day, touching her bulging belly, Shen Anning calculated the days. "Sister-in-law, are you giving birth in November?"
"Almost. Your eldest brother said it will be after the busy farming season, in late October or early November." Liu Manxue was a little worried. It was winter and the environment was not suitable for them to raise a child.
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