Song Ruan looked at him with a smile: "Are you so unconfident?"
"Yeah." Yang Bin admitted without any reservation that he was always worried about gains and losses when it came to her.
What's more, Xiangdong's gentle and harmless appearance is indeed very attractive to girls.
Looking at his slightly uneasy eyes, Song Ruan was stunned for a moment and stopped teasing him. "I will see him often tonight because he is the person I told you about before."
"Is it him?" Yang Bin was stunned and very surprised.
"What kind of person do you think he is? Could he be the one who harmed you in your dream?" Song Ruan asked.
Yang Bin pondered for a long time before answering, "After his parents died several years ago, he went to City B, so although we have been in contact over the years, we don't know him well enough to make an accurate judgment.
"However, he used to be a very loyal friend. I have a very good relationship with him and the third brother, so this matter still needs to be observed."
"Yeah, as long as you know it." Song Ruan nodded. After telling him about the matter, she realized that she was a little tired.
Song Ruan hurriedly drove Yang Bin back to his room, because the pigpen in her space was not yet completed, and the vegetables in the corner of the black soil needed to be picked, so she had to finish it quickly and go to bed.
The next day, Song Ruan decided to go to town.
"I need to go to the fields today and can't accompany you, but I can finish work early in the afternoon and then pick you up. After you buy things, go to the state-owned restaurant to eat and wait for me to pick you up." Yang Bin gave her some nagging instructions when he heard that she was going to town.
"Okay, I got it." Song Ruan waved at him, picked up her small bamboo basket, got on her bicycle and disappeared in a flash.
She harvested a new crop of vegetables in the space last night. Since she had dried the previous vegetables into dried vegetables, she wanted to make pickles and sauerkraut from this batch.
Pickled vegetables require jars, so she went to the supply and marketing cooperative first.
You don't need a ticket to buy jars, but after all, every household has their own clay jars now, so the supply and marketing cooperatives don't have many in stock. Song Ruan spent 3 yuan to buy the only two clay jars.
Two were not enough, so Song Ruan thought about it and turned the car around and drove towards the scrap collection place.
The place where junk is collected is full of old and dusty things.
"What are you doing here?" The old rag collector asked curiously when he saw a pretty girl coming to such a place.
Song Ruan looked around and found that the most common items here were old furniture, followed by various waste papers and books, and there were also a lot of other miscellaneous items.
"I want to buy some books and jars for things."
"So you're a girl who studies." The old man who collects junk looked at her with his cloudy eyes, "All these things of mine cost money, do you have money to buy them?"
Song Ruan pretended to hesitate and touched his pocket. "How much is the item? If it's cheap, I might have the money to buy it. If it's too expensive, I'll have to look for it somewhere else."
The old man who collected scraps originally wanted to ask for a high price because the clothes she was wearing didn't even have a patch on them, but after hearing what she said, he knew it was not an easy sell.
The old man pointed to where the books were kept with little interest, "Books are 30 cents a pound, go and have a look yourself."
Song Ruan squatted down and picked out all the high school textbooks and exercise books. Because many people in her family would need to take college entrance exams in the future, she bought as many as possible. Even if she couldn't use them all, she could sell them to people in need after the college entrance exams were resumed.
Song Ruan picked and chose, and placed the books she needed aside, and soon she had formed a small pile.
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