Although she had learned yesterday that her daughter had bought dozens of kilograms of cotton to make quilts, Li Qiuhua was still stunned when she saw a full cart of quilts piled up like a small mountain.

Seeing this, those who were bragging and chatting nearby also gathered at the gate of the Shen family's courtyard to watch the fun.

The men's eyes were glued to the 28-inch bicycle next to Qin Bin.

Most of the women's eyes fell on the car's snow-white cotton wool.

Cotton is precious these days.

It's not easy to find a pound of cotton to sew a cotton jacket, let alone such a big cart of cotton wool.

Many people of the older generation use the same quilt for their entire lives.

If it becomes too hard and no longer warm, ask a cotton-fluffing craftsman to help refurbish it.

If a cotton-padded jacket can’t fit a big one, give it to a small one.

The elders wear a cotton jacket, and then the younger ones wear it.

Repair it if it’s broken.

It is normal to have a cotton jacket with patches on top of patches.

For a well-off family, buying one or two new quilts for their daughter or daughter-in-law is a great honor.

In Panshi Village, only the village party secretary Su Changjiang gave four new quilts as a dowry when his daughter got married.

But Su Lixiu married a cadre who ate commercial grain, and his monthly salary alone was 45.8 yuan.

How can these villagers who work hard in the fields compare with others?

The teenagers were drooling over the cakes hanging on the handlebars of the 28-inch bicycle. They wanted to get closer to take a look, but were held back by the adults in the family.

Afraid of breaking it.

If such a precious thing were to be damaged, who could afford to pay for it?

Because Shen Zhihuan was still sleeping, he didn't know that there were already a lot of people surrounding his door.

"Auntie, where should I put these cotton wool for you?" The smile on Qin Bin's face even had a hint of flattery.

Huang Xiaoer, who was standing by, was stunned.

Is this still the arrogant and domineering Qin Wuye who runs rampant in Sichuan City? "Are all these cotton wools from my family?" Li Qiuhua looked at Qin Bin, somewhat uncertainly.

"Yes! Both." Qin Bin nodded with a smile, his attitude was respectful.

He almost bowed his head.

Huang Xiaoer has followed Qin Bin for so many years, and he has never been so respectful to him except to his father, the secretary, and his father, Mr. Qin.

When the villagers heard this, they were so shocked that they could hardly close their mouths.

There must be at least eight or nine quilts in this car.

When the village party secretary Su Changjiang married his daughter, he gave her four quilts as a dowry. They were the first of their kind in the surrounding villages.

What kind of family is Su Changjiang?

The eldest son eats commercial grain, and the second son is a high-ranking officer in the army.

Who in the surrounding villages can compete with this? Jianguo bought so much cotton wool all at once, is he trying to outdo the old Su family? If Su Changhe knew about this, he would be furious.

After all the calculations, you ended up picking up sesame seeds and losing watermelons.

"Auntie, where should I put all this cotton wool for you?" Huang Xiaoer loosened the rope that bound the cotton wool and quickly went into the house carrying a quilt of cotton wool.

Li Qiuhua hurried forward to help, but was dodged by Huang Xiaoer.

"Auntie, just tell me where to put it. I'm here so you can't do anything." Huang Xiaoer smiled flatteringly.

Wu Ye's future mother-in-law...

As long as I can curry favor with the Fifth Master, my future mother-in-law, I won't have to worry about having a good life in the future.

"Auntie, let him move!" Qin Bin also smiled brightly.

Now that things had come to this, Li Qiuhua had no choice but to lead Huang Xiaoer in.

Qin Bin took off the net bag hanging on the handlebars, a large piece of pork belly, and several pork ribs wrapped in oil paper, and followed him in.

The villagers standing at the gate of the yard watching the fun glanced at the malted milk, canned food, milk powder and cakes in the net bag and started talking in low voices.

"Is this energetic guy behind you the new boyfriend of Zhihuan?"

"It's good to have a beautiful daughter. After the meat delivery man Zhu left, here comes a rich man who delivers cotton wool and meat."

"That's right. Look at the net bags. There are canned goods, malted milk, and even bags with cows on them. These are good things that money can't buy. They are used to build the country. Now it's really going to be prosperous."

"What's the point of being envious? Who told you that you don't have the ability to build a country?"

There is no wrong version in the 1619 book forum!

"Yes! If you could reproduce half as much as the people who built this country, you would have endless good food to eat."

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When Li Qiuhua came out again, some people who were curious about the situation came over.

"Jian Guoguo, is that handsome young man the one your Zhi Huan is dating?"

"Yes! To build a country. What does your new son-in-law do? Where is his family from? Do you have any other brothers?"

Seeing someone asking, all the aunts and uncles came over.

"No, that's my classmate Zhihuan's brother. Don't talk nonsense." Li Qiuhua was startled and explained quickly.

As he spoke, Li Qiuhua glanced back at the yard and confirmed that Qin Bin had not come out, then he secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

If Qin Bin heard this, he would laugh at her family to death.

"To build a country, has the brother of Zhihuan's classmate found a partner? How old is he? Where is his family from? How many brothers are there in his family? Does he live in a big tiled house or..."

"How would I know that?" Li Qiuhua frowned.

"You can go and help ask. If your Zhihuan doesn't like her, I have a niece from my mother's side who is pretty and nimble. If you can make this connection, I will thank you generously." A middle-aged woman winked at Li Qiuhua.

"Is your niece from your mother's side very nimble? It takes her from dawn to dusk to collect a basket of pig grass. She is very nimble. Do you want to make those nimble people laugh to death?" Li Zhaodi laughed.

The middle-aged woman was speechless after being confronted by Li Zhaodi. She turned around and left angrily.

After the middle-aged woman walked away, Li Zhaodi leaned close to Li Qiuhua's ear and whispered, "You are the one who built the country. Go and talk to my second daughter. Whether it works or not, I will thank you generously."

"The person is inside. If you want to ask something, go and ask it yourself." Li Qiuhua waved his hand quickly.

After sending away the people who were watching the fun at the gate, Li Qiuhua turned around...

"Aunt, I'm 24 years old and have never found a partner. I live in Sichuan City. My parents only gave birth to me. I don't have any other brothers or sisters. We live in a two-story building." Qin Bin showed his big white teeth.

Huang Xiaoer paused in holding the cotton wool, and turned his head as if he had seen a ghost to look at his grandfather who had followed him for several years.

If he hadn't followed him closely, Huang Xiaoer would have really thought that his master had been replaced by someone else.

When Shen Zhihuan came out with his messy hair, he was also quite frightened.

Although she had not had much contact with Qin Bin, this Qin Bin was still slightly different from the Qin Bin she had in mind.

"Third sister, you're awake!" Little Weidong, who was playing with a tin train, heard footsteps. He looked up and saw his third sister standing under the eaves with sleepy eyes.

Shen Zhihuan, still feeling a little groggy, nodded at Xiao Weidong.

(End of this chapter)