The twisted and convoluted pronunciation of the diacritics gave Jiang Jinxiu goosebumps.
She slapped He Mei's hand that was holding the bicycle: "He Mei, didn't you see I'm here too?"
He Mei then reluctantly withdrew her hand: "Jin, Jinxiu, so you're here too."
People around noticed the unusual situation and gathered around; at this time, there was no shortage of people eager to join in the fun.
Jiang Jinxiu sneered and said coldly, "Chen-gege, Chen-gege, call me husband in front of me?"
How dare you call me that!
You want my husband to give you a ride back?
Who do you think you are?
Is seducing a married man fun?
Upon hearing this, everyone pointed and whispered about He Mei.
An older woman even jumped out and said to her, "Girl, you're being indecent! You're trying to seduce a married man. In the past, this would have gotten you thrown into a pig cage."
"Yes, that's a female hooligan!"
"That's shameless..."
"Only a bitch would do that!"
...
A barrage of accusations came from those around him.
"I, I..." He Mei wanted to say something, but didn't know what to say.
His face turned bright red.
She tried to run away by pushing through the crowd.
Jiang Jinxiu stopped her.
"Since you have money to come to the supply and marketing cooperative, return the ten yuan you borrowed from me."
Upon hearing this, the people around them erupted in an uproar again.
"Borrowing money from others and seducing their husbands, what kind of people are these?"
"My God, this is so shameless."
"Hurry up and return the money to them."
"Should we call the police? People like this shouldn't be out here harming others."
...
He Mei was so upset by what she heard that she almost cried. As soon as she heard someone say that someone should call the police, she pulled out a ten-yuan note from her pocket, threw it to Jiang Jinxiu, and ran away.
Jiang Jinxiu looked at the ten yuan in her hand and smiled.
...
Gujia Village.
While repairing the roof, Gu Xiliang noticed a dark mass in a sapling not far from Yang Dongmei in the yard.
There were also things flying around.
He widened his eyes and shouted, "Auntie, Auntie, stop! There are wasps!"
Hearing his voice, Yang Dongmei stopped what she was doing and looked around: "Where are you?"
"It's on that yellow-skinned fruit tree right in front of you," Gu Xiliang called out anxiously.
He was afraid that his aunt would poke the hornet's nest with a sickle.
Yang Dongmei looked over there, and lo and behold, there really was a hornet's nest.
A hornet's nest is about the size of a football.
It was previously covered by weeds, so you wouldn't see it if you weren't paying attention.
Perhaps sensing the commotion nearby, they were flying around restlessly.
Yang Dongmei quickly called the people who were still cutting weeds to leave the yard.
If you get stung by a wasp, you'll inevitably get several bites, which are painful and uncomfortable.
Summer is the season when wasps are rampant.
The villagers have all witnessed the power of wasps to some extent.
Many people have been stung by wasps, especially mischievous and ignorant children.
There have even been cases of people dying from wasp stings in the past.
They dared not take any risks; the wasps were quite large, and if they were stung, the consequences would outweigh the benefits.
Gu Xiliang came down directly from the roof.
"Auntie, I'm going to poke the hornet's nest. You all stay outside and don't go in."
The boy, not quite grown up, was both afraid and excited about a hornet's nest.
The main thing is that the bee pupae in the wasp nest can be eaten.
This is a very delicious meat dish.
Seeing his eager expression, Yang Dongmei quickly stopped him, saying, "No, you've just recovered, you're not allowed to do anything reckless. Wait until your third brother comes back, he'll have experience."
She hadn't forgotten the scene last year when this kid went to disturb a hornet's nest, got stung, and came back crying.
His eyes were swollen like two lanterns, and he had to hold them open with his hands to see. His mouth was swollen like a sausage.
Thinking of that scene, Yang Dongmei couldn't help but shake her head and laugh.
Gu Xichen, who was being nagged, was currently shopping for clothes with Jiang Jinxiu.
He pointed to the bright red dress hanging on the wall and said, "Honey, you'll definitely look good in this."
Jiang Jinxiu looked in the direction he was pointing.
Well, this is typical straight male aesthetic.
"That's what people wear to their weddings. Do you want me to get married again?" Jiang Jinxiu teased him.
Gu Xichen's pupils changed, and he stared straight at Jiang Jinxiu: "Wife, you can only marry me."
Seeing this, Wu Li, the saleswoman standing nearby, smiled and pointed to a floral dress next to her, saying, "Sir, your wife can try this one on. With your wife's pretty looks, she'll definitely look good in it."
Jiang Jinxiu would rather buy fabric and make her own dress than wear a dress hanging on the wall.
Having experienced her past life, her aesthetic sense has changed significantly.
She remembered that her second sister-in-law was a skilled seamstress.
"How much is this fabric?" Jiang Jinxiu asked, pointing to the Dacron fabric on the counter.
Dacron is a relatively sought-after fabric in this era, and wearing it makes people look more energetic.
"A bolt of cloth costs 12 yuan. You can ask for it by the foot, just enough to make your clothes."
"Could you get me three bolts of fabric in different colors and pack them up? Do you have any suitable fabric for making undergarments?"
"have."
"Then get me one too," Jiang Jinxiu said magnanimously.
Her words delighted the sales clerk, who quickly helped her pack the package.
Gu Xichen looked at his wife with a puzzled expression.
Jiang Jinxiu understood the meaning in his eyes: "You'll find out later."
After giving the money and cloth coupons, Jiang Jinxiu moved on to the next area.
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