Lin Qinghua thought for a moment and said, "Then I'll use my panties to pay for it."
"One thing at a time, no money, no money."
"..." This is too serious. Lin Qinghua held up two fingers and said, "Two dollars."
Lin Xiaoxiao nodded. "One dollar for the shorts, and I'll give you one dollar in change."
She knew that the fabric was definitely worth more than two dollars, but accepting the money was just a formality, just like when she accepted the money for the shorts. However, she remembered this favor.
Lin Xiaoxiao went back to the house, got a dollar, and took out two pairs of women's shorts, put them in a bag and handed them to Lin Qinghua, "Take this back to your aunt."
Lin Qinghua took it without hesitation.
Lin Xiaoxiao reminded worriedly, "Remember, you bought this material for me from the city, and I sold the shorts to you."
"I see." Lin Qinghua muttered, "Why are you like my mother? You always like to nag about the same thing several times."
“…”
She is only in her teens, in the prime of her youth. Does this make her look like a woman?
The more she thought about it, the angrier she became. Lin Xiaoxiao angrily drove them away, "Everything is ready, hurry up and leave."
"Let's go." Lin Qinghua walked to the door, then suddenly turned around and walked back. "Don't tell your brother that I came here. They are guarding against me now, like a thief."
He was not afraid of Lin Rui, but he was a little afraid of Lin Feng. That man looked a bit like Brother Xiao with a serious face.
Lin Xiaoxiao raised her eyebrows and looked at him, "Did you offend them?"
"I'm wondering why they have such a problem with me when I didn't do anything." He stared at Lin Xiaoxiao with suspicion, "Did you say something bad about me in front of them?"
Otherwise, why would they be on guard against him?
I was afraid that he would come to my house and become a thief.
"I'm not that boring."
Lin Xiaoxiao picked up the shorts on the bed and carried them back to the house.
"That must have been what Naibao said." Lin Qinghua followed behind Lin Xiaoxiao, "Where's Naibao? I have to ask him."
Lin Xiaoxiao turned around to stop him, glared at him and said, "Nana is still sleeping. If you don't leave, I'll hit you with a broom."
"It's really fierce. Who would dare to want it in the future?"
Seeing that Lin Xiaoxiao didn't seem to be joking, Lin Qinghua walked away muttering to himself.
Lin Xiaoxiao put her shorts away. The little boy was still sleeping soundly, so she didn't wake him up. She washed up and went into the kitchen to cook.
She washed the rice, put it in the pot, and lit the stove. After just a few minutes, she started sweating and couldn't help but miss the days of the gas stove.
I thought to myself that when the new house is built, even if I don’t buy a gas stove, I will at least get a coal stove. I can use it to burn firewood in the summer and even roast people.
"Xiaoxiao, are you cooking?" A voice suddenly came from the door.
Lin Xiaoxiao turned around and saw Miao Hong standing at the door with a smile on her face. For some reason, she suddenly had a bad feeling in her heart, but she pretended to be calm and called out, "Auntie."
She found a stool for Miao Hong to sit on. Miao Hong didn't hesitate and sat next to her. "Xiaoxiao, Auntie came to talk to you about something."
Lin Xiaoxiao nodded.
"Xiaoxiao...that..." Miao Hong hesitated to speak.
"Aunt, if you have anything to say, just say it!"
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