Chapter 1492: Meeting on a Narrow Road 3
After hearing what Du Juan said, Feng Qingxue looked at Wu Zhanling, who was frightened at first but then fearless because she relied on her mother. She smiled slightly and slowly rejected Du Juan in the smug look of Wu Zhanling's daughter, "I'm sorry, although we are a country family, we really don't need that little money!"
"Do you know who my grandfather is? Asking you to transfer a piece of cloth is a sign of respect for you!" The girl jumped up in anger, and her tone was exactly the same as Wu Zhanling's back then.
Du Juan was rejected by Feng Qingxue and looked unhappy, so she did not stop her granddaughter.
Seeing Du Juan indulging her granddaughter like this, Feng Qingxue didn't want her sister to have anything to do with Wu Zhanpeng, so she smiled sarcastically and said bluntly: "You don't even know who your grandfather is, why are you asking me, an outsider? However, I know that I really don't care about your respect!"
The girl flew into a rage, and Du Juan's ugly face also showed a little more anger. "What did you say?"
"Comrade Du Juan," Feng Qingxue called out the name. Seeing the other party's eyes widened in surprise, she said calmly, "My meaning is very simple. We bought this piece of material, and we have no obligation to give it to others."
If they had a good relationship or the other party was polite, giving up a few feet of fabric would not be a difficult thing, but Dujuan's mother and her three generations were too rude.
“It doesn’t matter who I am. What matters is that I know what to do and what not to do.”
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"Yes, Auntie!"
After saying this, Feng Qingxue called her two nephews, "Tianzhi, Ayu, let's go home, otherwise Erxiong will make a big fuss at home." They quickly took the material back to make their daughter happy.
Du Juan who thought so never considered that her husband did not achieve success overnight, but walked up step by step. They had also been traveling around with the army, had been starving, and had lived in the market. She only remembered that she was the wife of Minister of the Central Military Commission, and only remembered the senior cadres she saw in front of her.
The two brothers followed immediately, and Lu Tianzhi did not forget to say to her: "Aunt, our sewing machine is in our hometown, and making clothes is so tiring. When we get home, find a tailor to make them. You make one and Fubao makes one. After the New Year, it will be warm enough to wear them."
Du Juan couldn't help but look at her straight in the eye, "Who are you? Do you know me?" Ordinary people have no chance to know her.
"Make one for Fubao and keep the rest. You may not be able to find such good materials when you get married."
The silk and woolen materials of this era were of extremely strong quality and would not deteriorate even after being stored for decades, and would look almost the same as new ones.
Feng Qingxue didn't consider giving it to Jiang Xiaoyue and Zhong Wenxiu, nor did she consider giving it to Feng Qingyun. They wore military uniforms on a daily basis, and if she made red clothes for them, they would just be kept at the bottom of the box because it was difficult to wear red clothes out.
"Aunt, you don't want to do it?" Guan Yu frowned. Aunt hadn't made new clothes for several years.
"The country is in economic difficulty now, so it's enough to have something to wear. There's no need to keep pursuing new clothes." Feng Qingxue smiled slightly. Fubao was an exception. It was okay for children to wear brighter clothes. "Your uncle Hu Ping's daughter Ming from the Northeast will be eighteen years old this year. She will get married in one or two years. Send her a piece of fabric for her to make new clothes for her wedding."
The content and voices of their conversation faded away as they left. Wu Zhanling's daughter was about to chase after them. How could she be willing to give up if she didn't achieve her goal?
(End of this chapter)