“This money is really not enough.”
Song Zhi sighed.
Nie Jinmei nodded in agreement. She had spent almost all the money she brought with her today. This money was indeed not worth spending.
"We've bought everything we needed. We won't have to come here again for a long time." Nie Jinmei comforted.
When they thought about how each of their work points was only worth five points and they didn't know how many work points they had spent that day, both of them felt a little sad.
But when they thought about being able to cook their own meals after returning home and not having to eat tasteless batter and hard steamed buns, their mood brightened again.
Song Zhi looked at what Nie Jinmei was holding. She had spent several times more money today than he did.
She is also a wealthy person in her family.
"Anything else you want to buy?"
It’s not easy to come to town, Nie Jinmei asked again.
I was afraid that I would miss something and regret not buying it when I got back.
"No more, right?" Song Zhi was not worried. Her stewardess supermarket was fully stocked with supplies, and she could smuggle some out.
"But I want to go to the post office and send a telegram to my father to let him know I'm safe."
She hasn't sent a telegram home since she came here, and I'm afraid her father must be very anxious.
Upon hearing this, Nie Jinmei let out a cry and said hurriedly, "I haven't even told my family I'm safe yet, so it's a good opportunity for us to go together."
The two went to the post office together and each sent a telegram to their family to report their safety.
Telegrams were charged by word count. The main text cost one cent per word, and the address cost five cents per word. It was extremely expensive, and even Song Zhi felt the pain.
After reporting his life over the past few days to Song Anshan, Song Zhi sent a telegram to Song Anshan's factory, and then rushed back with Nie Jinmei, carrying large and small bags.
It was a rare opportunity to go out and stroll around the street. Although he spent a lot of money, Song Zhi still felt refreshed.
When I arrived at the village entrance carrying a bunch of things, I saw a group of people gathered under the big banyan tree at the entrance.
"Why are there so many people here?" Nie Jinmei asked curiously.
"I don't know." Song Zhi shook his head.
This piece of land at the entrance of the village is where gossip in the village gathers. Most of the time, something happens in a family, and a group of people gather together to discuss it heatedly.
Song Zhi was not interested in these things. He just took a look and prepared to leave.
Sudden.
A woman's sharp curse came from inside.
"You're so naughty at such a young age, you're nothing but a motherless bastard. You actually dared to put your hands in my house. Today, I'm going to show everyone what a dirty little bastard you are!"
The woman cursed very harshly, calling him a bastard, which made Song Zhi feel extremely irritated.
She couldn't see clearly what was happening in the crowd, but from the woman's shrill voice, she could guess that she was cursing and fighting.
"I didn't steal the chicken, woooooo... I didn't steal it!"
Then the shrill cry of a little girl was heard from inside, accompanied by the slightly louder cries of two boys.
When he heard the crying, Song Zhi paused and felt vaguely familiar.
But she was so tired now that she had no intention of gossiping. She just wanted to go back to the dormitory and put her things down.
But there were so many onlookers that they blocked the entire entrance to the village. Song Zhi and Nie Jinmei couldn't squeeze through at all, so they were forced to stop where they were and listen to the gossip.
"This widow of the Wu family is really miserable. She finally raised a few laying hens, but they were stolen by this little bastard. How can she not be angry?"
"These little bastards are always dishonest in the village, often stealing things. Everyone feels sorry for them and usually doesn't bother to bother with them, so they just let them get away with it."
"Who says it's not? I think it's a good lesson for me this time."
“…”
From the chattering of the surrounding villagers, Song Zhi slowly pieced together the whole story.
It turned out that the chickens raised by the widow of the Wu family were stolen, and she caught the thief on the spot.
But the chicken was already dead, so she took the thief to the village entrance and called the villagers to judge the matter.
They were blocked in the outermost layer and could not see the specific situation inside. They could only vaguely hear from the sounds that the chickens were stolen by a few children.
After hearing this, Nie Jinmei couldn't help but sigh, "It's truly tragic. Raising a chicken isn't easy, especially a hen that can lay eggs. This thief is probably in big trouble."
Song Zhi frowned, feeling the crying sound inside was increasingly familiar. She was about to squeeze in to take a look when she suddenly heard someone shout, "Teacher Qiu is here!"
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