On the corner of the vegetable market.
Mao Li and Sun Yanyan, who had just walked over, stood still for an instant, and then looked at the pickup truck in surprise:
"Yanyan, you have sharp eyes. Can you see if the police are here to demand a fine?"
Sun Yanyan stretched her neck and looked forward like a shelduck in the wild. Sure enough, she saw the uniformed policeman with an ugly face, and he also accepted the money from Song Tan's hand.
"Eighty percent yes." She replied steadily:
"How talented she is! She drives a small shabby truck every day to sell high-priced vegetables. She only recognizes money and not people... If this were the past, my cousin-in-law's neighbor's son worked in the Comprehensive Law Enforcement Bureau. He had to rely on favors. Say a few nice words. Now..."
She snorted: "It's normal for people who make a lot of money to look down on our poor relatives."
Mao Li was nervous, but there was a slight smile on her lips: "That's right!"
"I just said that their vegetables are so expensive and they earn dirty money. Sooner or later something will happen."
The mother-in-law and daughter-in-law watched the scene in front of them with passion, even the drizzle could not stop their happiness.
It wasn't until the man in police uniform left and the two of them looked at each other that they walked briskly to the familiar little broken car and looked like they were sighing:
"Tantan, I told you that vegetables can't be sold like this. Look, you didn't pay attention. Isn't it a fine?"
Song Tan was playing with the next few bags of bamboo shoots.
Not much, just three to five kilograms, which only adds up to four bags. She might as well carry all four bags down.
Just then I got up and heard this familiar voice.
So she turned around and smiled at Mao Li: "Yes, auntie, it's early morning, and two policemen came, and they fined me one hundred and sixty."
The vegetable vendor next to him burst into laughter.
Isn't that one hundred and sixty? Zhu Suo's one hundred, Xiao Zhou's sixty. This girl looked lively at first, then she was grand, and finally she was quite steady. Now, why is she so narrow-minded?
When Sun Yanyan looked over, the vegetable seller lowered his head again and played with the vegetable leaves in front of him.
Sun Yanyan withdrew her gaze and covered her mouth in an exaggerated manner: "One hundred and sixty! Oh, that's a lot. Do you want me to help find someone through connections? How can I get rid of this fine? They are all my family members, don't you?" polite."
This sorrel's pretentious tone was so hypocritical that the vegetable seller couldn't bear to look directly at it, but Song Tan had a look of surprise:
"Okay, sister-in-law, you are still reliable in doing things. Please ask me for help. I'm waiting to go home. Can you return this fine to me quickly?"
Sun Yanyan:......
Her face froze.
Not to mention that there was a girl selling vegetables who talked about how others would think of her, just because of this relationship... She didn't lie about this relationship either. It was indeed her cousin's neighbor's son who was working as an urban management officer and heard it while gossiping.
But I don’t know their last name at all!
Now that she was just bragging, Song Tan just climbed up the pole, making her look serious and pretending to be profound:
"What do you know? The government has to follow procedures, so it can't be so fast. Besides, it's only 160, so it's not worth the favor for this."
Just as he was talking, he saw another policeman in his thirties running towards the street.
The other party was wearing uniforms, and when he saw Sun Yanyan and Mao Li, they were a little embarrassed, and their faces tightened.
The mother-in-law and daughter-in-law subconsciously stepped back and watched helplessly as the man stepped forward to stare at the plastic bags and asked, "How many are these?"
"Three hundred and two, take them all away." Song Tan also said simply.
The other party instantly breathed a sigh of relief: "I thought I couldn't get it today."
He transferred the money awkwardly, then picked up a few bags in front of him and ran away like a gust of wind.
Song Tan listened to the prompt "WeChat payment is 320 yuan" and now smiled at Mao Li:
"Thanks to my sister-in-law's favor, I got the double refund quite quickly."
Then he said regretfully: "Oh, auntie, you see, it's a bad time. Everything is sold out. I even said I would leave two sticks for you to try. ..."
"If there's nothing else, I'll go back first. There's a lot of work waiting to be done at home. I work so hard every day that I only earn a few thousand yuan. What's enough for me?"
How many thousand a day do you make? This broken bamboo shoot? No capital business? !
The pickup truck made a hard-working sound, and the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law watched each other skillfully turn onto the road and then disappear, feeling their blood pressure rising.
…
Because both of them were sulking, Mao Li picked her way through the vegetable market and then reluctantly spent money to buy some.
But what about all that lettuce?
After all, it still has its place on the dinner table.
However, no one in the family cared about it, except Mao Li who stubbornly tried to consume it.
Song Dafang really couldn't bear it:
"Upstairs, downstairs, and neighbors across the street, if you want to give it to anyone, just send two of them over. Such a big pile will last until the year of the monkey."
In fact, Mao Li usually wears gold and silver, and likes to show off in front of others. At this time, she is not stingy at all, and giving things really gives her a sense of superiority.
But this time, who made her get into trouble with Lettuce?
At this moment, he rolled his eyes: No.
"Every day, I just give them away, but you still can't make it? I'll blanch them and dry them in the sun, and save them for winter."
Ziyi held her own special bowl and asked curiously: "Why do you need to eat it in winter? Are there no vegetables in the supermarket in winter?"
Mao Li felt suffocated, but facing her little granddaughter, she still smiled: "Because your mother doesn't go to work and spends money randomly, our family must live frugally and not waste money."
Ziyi had just entered kindergarten. At this moment, she sighed like a little adult and taught her grandma seriously:
"Grandma, you can't say that. The teacher said that housewives' efforts must also be respected."
This was a special themed lecture held on Women's Day last month. Although children in kindergarten are young, children nowadays are really smart and often have amazing things to say.
At this moment, Mao Li felt like she had been stabbed in the heart.
She really wanted to flip the table.
Why, she's not a housewife. She's been taking care of her inside and out for so many years, so why doesn't anyone say anything considerate?
Now that I have a daughter-in-law, she is either hanging out or spending money every day. Does she get a little involved in the housework at home? It’s amazing to give Ziyi some juice, toast some bread or something, it’s so useful!
That's it, her granddaughter is still considerate of her!
The more Mao Li thought about it, the angrier she became, but she looked at Song Ziyi's childish little face. She was too lazy to argue, so she could only hum: "You kid, you don't understand. You will understand when you grow up."
Ziyi snorted: "Grandma, you know what to say."
Because of this incident, Mao Li became more and more suffocated and decided to make good use of the free lettuce.
So I quickly put away the bowls and started working in the kitchen.
Peel, shred, blanch, dry...
She was working on the big project of dozens of bamboo shoots alone in the kitchen with back pain. After finishing the work, she looked up and saw: It was already dark!
