The aunt was happy when she heard this. She looked at the girl with bright teeth and bright eyes in front of her, and her heart moved, "Sister, I have a nephew who works in the county. He is a very talented person. I think you two are a good match. How about... …”
Before he finished speaking, he winked at her.
Song Yingwan was dumbfounded and said with a smile, "Madam, I'm married."
The aunt looked at her up and down, surprised, "Are you married?"
"Well, didn't you see it just now? He is my husband."
"I thought……"
She thought they were two siblings, but she really didn't think about it.
Pity!
The aunt sighed and looked at it. It was already getting late. She still had to cook for her old man when she got back.
"Okay, sister, if you have anything else to do, I'll leave first. We'll see you again by chance!"
Song Yingwan nodded and said, "Okay, let's go slowly."
The aunt responded, but she didn't walk slowly at all. She looked to the west as she walked, for fear that others wouldn't notice her.
Song Yingwan looked at her back and smiled helplessly.
It’s also a living treasure!
Then he opened the bag and took a look. The shrimps were quite big, red in color and delicious. The other bag contained dried shrimps, which were also in good quality.
It's money well spent.
Not long after the aunt left, Xie Xi also came out with his hands full of things. Only the stove in his right hand could not be hidden, and the others were packed in a sack. Nothing could be seen from the outside.
Song Yingwan hurried over to help him pick up his things. She originally wanted to take the stove, but she declined.
The stove at this time was like a larger flower pot, but it was made of red clay. There was a compartment inside, and it could be used after putting charcoal. It was still a bit heavy.
This thing is mostly used by people in communes or counties. It is rarely used in rural areas because buying charcoal is a problem.
Song Yingwan thought it would be like a big iron bucket, which could be hollowed out to make a fire, but he didn't expect to buy this kind of bucket.
After they tied their things on the bicycles, they went to the supply and marketing cooperative again. They hadn't bought any sugar yet, and they couldn't find the kettle on the black market, so they wanted to take a look again.
There weren't many people around at this time, so I didn't buy much, so I excused myself and stayed outside to look at things.
Song Yingwan went in and asked for two kilograms of sugar, one kilogram of white sugar and one kilogram of rock sugar. Then she asked for a kettle, and the salesperson also found one for her. Each one cost 10 cents, but she asked for an industrial stamp.
She made a quick decision and bought it right away.
They bought a lot of things today, so the two of them didn't go to the state-owned restaurant to eat. They went back after shopping.
Other things were easy to handle, just tie the big sack to the side of the car, but there was no place to put the stove, so Song Yingwan held it in the end.
While walking on the road, Song Xingwan asked, "This stove should be burning charcoal, right? We don't have it."
"It's okay. Another batch of carbon will come out in two days. My friend will leave some for us. Although the quantity is not large, we can use it throughout the winter if we save it."
The wind was a bit strong today, and his back was turned to her, so his voice was a little vague, so Song Yingwan had no choice but to lean forward.
After hearing his words, I felt a little admiration for his friend. It was not easy to get carbon. It seemed that he was at least a character.
She thought for a while and then said, "Your friend has helped us so much, do you need to give him something to thank him?"
Xie Ci noticed the movement behind him and was afraid that she would fall, so he slowed down and said, "I'll treat him to a meal next time I go to pull coal."
"That's fine."
It was already past noon when the two of them arrived at Liujiacun. Every household should have had their meal, and they didn't meet many people when they went home.
Even when he walked to the educated youth point, he met Yue Zhiqing, that is, Yue Cong. He was standing there looking at the thank you speech from a long distance away. At first, he couldn't see clearly from the distance, and he didn't recognize it as the thank you speech. I didn't recognize it until I got closer.
He stared when he saw the bicycle Xie Ci was riding. There were only two bicycles in the village, and he had seen them both. The one Xie Ci was riding was obviously not from the village.
Thinking of the two houses they built in silence, they must have bought this bicycle.
He quickly took two steps to say hello, and said with a smile: "Xie Zhiqing, are you going to the commune?"
At this time, he had no choice but to stop saying thank you. He put one foot on the ground to support the car and said calmly, "Yes."
Only then did Yue Cong see Song Yingwan sitting behind him and the large sack tied to the back seat, which was full of stuff.
His eyes flashed, and then he smiled brightly and said, "So Song Zhiqing is here too. Look, you are living a very comfortable life now. You even ride a bicycle. How much does it cost?"
Song Yingwan didn't have a deep impression of Yue Cong. He only remembered that he was good-tempered towards everyone, but he was a bit of a loser among the educated youth.
He had been close to Zhang Guoan for a while, and sometimes he got along well with Zhou Zichuan. In short, he gave people a very fake feeling when they got along.
So Song Yingwan didn't even say a few words to him.
Now that someone took the initiative to chat, Song Yingwan couldn't pretend to be dumb, so she got off the bicycle and said with a smile, "Well, it doesn't cost much, and this bike is second-hand."
Yue Cong was surprised when he heard this. He looked at the car again, with a hint of understanding in his eyes, and smiled: "Second-hand ones are not bad. It's not easy to buy bicycles nowadays. Where did you buy them?"
Song Yingwan's expression remained unchanged, "I have a relative in the county, and he had a friend who was about to go away and never come back, so he sold it to us."
After she said this, she clearly saw Xie Ci glance down at her, and the next moment, the corners of his mouth curved slightly.
Lying in front of him made Song Yingwan's ears turn red.
But she is also very innocent, otherwise how can we say that she bought it on the black market?
Yue Cong didn't know whether to believe it or not, and said, "So that's it. I didn't expect Song Zhiqing to have relatives here."
"Yeah." Song Yingwan smiled.
Just as Yue Cong was about to speak again, he heard the thank you saying to Song Yingwan, "We should go back to cook, we have something to do in the afternoon."
Song Yingwan naturally nodded in agreement.
Yue Cong swallowed back what he was about to say and sneered, "That's right. It's time to eat, so you guys go back first."
Song Yingwan's smile was more sincere this time. She was not far away from home, so she simply walked back.
Seeing this, Xie Ci pushed the car with her and asked her to put the stove on the back seat to support her, which would make it easier.
Yue Cong looked at the backs of the two people drifting away, wondering what he was thinking.
When he returned to Zhiqing Point for dinner, he accidentally said, "I just saw Song Zhiqing and Xie Zhiqing coming back from the commune. They both got on their bicycles. These days are getting better and better."
Everyone froze when they heard this, with surprise in their eyes, except Tang Xiaotang and Yang Xue.
