During this trip, Fan Hua and her colleagues' stall was always busy. By the time they closed the stall at noon, orders had been queued up for seven days later. The income was quite considerable, and they received more than 200 yuan in deposits alone.
Together with the last customer who came to pick up the goods and pay the balance, the two of them earned more than 300 yuan a day, which made them very excited.
The two of them walked around the black market again and collected some cloth coupons. They were lucky enough to buy a sewing ticket for a dollar.
"Come on, Sister Ailing, let's go buy a new sewing machine!"
This time Geng Ailing had no objection. She nodded happily and followed Fan Hua to the department store.
After spending these few days together, she also realized that although Fan Hua could not spend money, she was better at making money. Who would have thought that she could earn as much as an ordinary family would make in a whole year in just a few days!
Arriving at the department store, they went straight to the place where sewing machines were sold and bought a new one for 168 yuan. They also added 1 yuan to leave their address and asked the sewing machine master to help deliver it home.
Afterwards, the two of them used the cloth coupons they had collected to buy a lot of nice-looking whole cloth. Finally, they went to the tailor shop to buy some cloth scraps at a low price before returning home with big and small bags.
"It's a pity that we don't have bicycle tickets. Let's go back to the black market to see if there are any bicycle tickets. When we earn more money, we will buy a bicycle, which will make travel much more convenient." Fan Hua sighed.
"It's not that far to walk, actually. We live in a very convenient place, so everywhere is not too far away, and walking is not tiring."
Although Geng Ailing, who was used to hardship, did not object to Fan Hua's decision to buy a bicycle, she still felt that it was better to save money if possible. Why spend money on a car if you can do things on foot?
"Sister Ai Ling, what you said is wrong. There is a saying that goes, don't waste time on the road. We are so busy nowadays. If we have the time to walk, we can make half a piece of clothing and earn a lot of extra money!"
Geng Ailing thought about what Fan Hua said and felt that it made sense, so she just kept silent.
On the way back, Fan Hua kept thinking that if she continued like this, it would not be long before she would be able to return the two hundred yuan she borrowed from Zhao Yilu!
I wonder how he's doing now? With relations between China and Yue so strained, and Zhao's troops stationed in Guicheng, they're bound to face many dangerous missions.
Perhaps because of that intimate dream with him, Fan Hua suddenly became a little worried. Would Zhao Yilu be seriously injured and disabled like in the book?
Suddenly, Fan Hua was bumped and Geng Ailing hurriedly supported Fan Hua.
"Lihuaer, are you okay? Were you hit? Is there something wrong with your stomach?" Geng Ailing asked worriedly.
Fan Hua calmed herself down and said, "Sister Ai Ling, I'm fine. It's my fault too. I was distracted and didn't pay attention to the road."
"How can I blame you? I think that person just now seemed to want to bump into you on purpose. He wouldn't walk on such a wide road. He had to bump into you to be satisfied!"
Fan Hua suddenly seemed to realize something and reached for her pocket. When she did, her heart sank...
"Sister Ai Ling, the guy who bumped into me just now is a thief!"
Geng Ailing became anxious when she heard Fan Hua's words, "Was all the money stolen?"
"Well, I only had one hundred and three dollars left today, and it's all gone..."
Geng Ailing was on the verge of tears when she heard Fan Hua's words. She was about to put the cloth bag on her shoulder to the ground, saying, "Lihua'er, wait here. I'm going to chase the thief. I've seen his face clearly, and I'm going to get our money back!"
Fan Hua watched the thief disappear into thin air and grabbed Geng Ailing. "Sister Ailing, don't be impulsive. The person has already disappeared. It's useless to chase him. Come home with me first. We'll draw a picture of the man and report back."
Geng Ailing looked grimly at the direction the thief ran, stopped putting down her bag, and followed Fan Hua back home. She felt bad about losing the money all the way.
Seeing Geng Ailing like this, Fan Hua couldn't help but counsel her, "Sister Ailing, it's okay. You only lost 103 yuan. Luckily, we went to the supermarket after returning from the dark. It wouldn't be so heartbreaking if we lost over 300 yuan! Even if we can't find it back, it doesn't matter. We'll earn it back soon."
Geng Ailing knew what Fan Hua said was true, but she just felt bad. It was more than a hundred yuan, enough to build a small house in her hometown. She had worked very hard for two years in her hometown, but she only had more than a hundred yuan saved.
Seeing Geng Ailing still had a sullen expression and remained silent, Fan Hua continued, "Sister Ailing, you know I'm a pretty good painter. When we get home, I'll draw a picture of the thief. We'll go tell the police and ask them to help us find him. If the thief is from around here, they'll definitely be able to help us find him."
Geng Ailing nodded and walked faster carrying the heavy bag...
After returning home, Fan Hua immediately took out a pen and paper. She had only glanced at the man briefly, so she didn't remember him clearly. However, Geng Ailing seemed to have imprinted the thief's appearance in her mind, describing his appearance, figure, and clothing in detail...
More than half an hour later, Fan Hua finally drew the thief's appearance vividly on paper using sketching techniques.
"That's him! That's what the thief looks like. Come on, Lihua, let's go report now!"
Seeing Geng Ailing's indignant expression, Fan Hua was too embarrassed to say that she was hungry, so she had to get up, take the painted portrait, and follow Geng Ailing to the Public Security Bureau.
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