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Chapter 19: , Absurd

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Standing on the side and listening for a while, Li Heng finally understood. It turned out that the clothes in his mother's hands were exactly the style his second sister was coveting.

At that time, his second sister had asked for the price elsewhere, and they insisted on 16 yuan, which was also the reason she took risks and was clumsy.

But the tuition fees had just been gathered; where would there be extra money to buy clothes?

Just as the thought of doubt arose in Li Heng's mind, Tian Run'e had already finished checking the clothes, stood up, and said to Xuemei: "9 yuan, are you selling or not?"

Hearing this, Xuemei couldn't laugh or cry. She picked up the clothes, gestured, and said, "Sister Run'e, touch it. This texture, this style, it's top-notch. If I sell it to you for 9 yuan, I'll have to go hungry."

Tian Run'e remained unmoved.

Seeing this, Xuemei scanned left and right, and when there was no one nearby, she lowered her voice and said: "12 yuan, Sister Run'e, you take it away. This is the cost price.

Considering our friendship of many years, I really am not earning a penny from you, and don't tell anyone else."

Tian Run'e took the clothes again to look at them, and finally said: "10 yuan, I'll come to pay next month."

In this era, the daily wage for a skilled laborer in the countryside is 2 yuan, and for an unskilled laborer, it is 1.5 yuan. In fact, calculating it, 10 yuan is already the wage for 5 days of work, which is very expensive.

Regarding the Li family's economic conditions, Xuemei, who sold clothes, was aware of it, so she didn't show any surprise about the credit. However, the two had been dealing with each other for many years, and she trusted Tian Run'e's character.

After struggling for a long time, Xuemei said with an expression of being defeated: "Sister Run'e, today I will just consider it as giving face to Lanlan starting school; otherwise, I would never loosen this price."

After saying that, Xuemei took a bag and packed the clothes, still asking incessantly:

"Is Lanlan in her last semester this year? Is she about to be assigned a job?"

Tian Run'e gave a hum.

Xuemei asked, "Has she said where she's assigned?"

Tian Run'e shook her head, "Not clear yet, that girl hasn't told the family."

Xuemei handed her the clothes and suddenly changed the subject: "These years, my boy has been talking about Lanlan's goodness. He is also graduating this year, and his father used connections to get him into the Land and Resources Bureau. Why don't we find an opportunity one day to let the two children meet?"

Tian Run'e didn't agree, but didn't directly refuse either, just said gently: "You know her fiery temper; I can't make the decision, I have to go back and ask."

"Eh, it's good to be a bit fiery; I just like it a bit fiery, so she won't be bullied when she goes out."

Xuemei's face was full of smiles; she quite liked Li Lan and had taken a fancy to her at first sight. But ever since she made such a joke in front of Li Lan last time, Li Lan had never come to her place again.

Leaving the farmers' market, the mother and son, whose days were tight, didn't go anywhere else and headed straight for Shimen Station.

Li Heng didn't ask about what had just happened.

Because he understood that although his mother appeared amiable to everyone, she was actually proud in her bones and hadn't taken a fancy to Xuemei's child at all.

Comrade Tian Run'e was like this, and his second sister, whose heart was higher than the sky, must be even more so.

Every time there was a market fair, the streets and alleys were full of dark heads, shoulder to shoulder, congested and unbearable. Li Heng and Tian Run'e used all their strength to squeeze through two streets to Shimen Station, almost suffocating, and broke into a sweat.

By this time, the rain had long stopped. Seeing his mother meet some acquaintances from the production team and preparing to walk back, Li Heng said to her:

"Mom, I won't walk with you; I'll wait for Zhang Zhiyong."

Tian Run'e knew exactly what kind of character her son had. He had been a lazy person since childhood; if he could sit, he would definitely not stand. He was probably thinking about the hand-guided tractor again.

However, thinking of the close relationship between her youngest son and Zhiyong, she didn't say much else, just exhorted:

"Your second sister is going back to school in the afternoon; don't play outside too late, come back early."

"Eh, I know. You can put twenty-four hearts at ease; I'll definitely be back at noon."

He really didn't want to walk; it was ten miles, and more than half of it was mountain road. Not to mention it was steep, the road was full of mud and paste, and he had already suffered once when he came.

How could he be willing to suffer again?

Watching Comrade Tian Run'e and a group of village aunts leave laughing and talking, Li Heng found a place to rest and listened to the people around him bragging and boasting, having nothing to do.

At first, these people were talking about everything under the sun, from astronomy and geography, cosmic stars, to national affairs and trivial matters, talking about everything and covering everything. This feeling was long-lost, and he felt very intimate. Li Heng even silently sighed at their extensive knowledge.

Look, who says farmers have no culture?

It's just that as he listened, damn it, it started to feel wrong.

I don't know who suddenly started it, but the conversation suddenly turned to the funeral of Spring Grandma in Shangwan Village. Everyone was praising it, saying it was extremely glorious, the first time in the history of this small place of Qian Town, and very face-saving.

An old man was very envious: "If I have this kind of scene after I die, it would be worth it even if I died today."

A thin man shouted: "Grandpa Shou, then you must first have a son who is a high official! That way there will be no worries."

A fat woman nearby interrupted: "I don't think this is accurate. No matter how high an official you are, you have worries. Didn't Chen Gaoyuan's precious daughter get slept with by someone? I heard her grades are very awesome, and she's taking the college entrance examination soon this year."

Suddenly eating a melon that landed on himself, Lu Li Heng's body stiffened, and his heart tightened for no reason.

Carefully scanning the surroundings, fortunately! Damn it, fortunately! He discovered they were all unfamiliar faces, and he didn't know a single one.

To verify there were no leaks, he deliberately coughed. Everyone looked over in unison, and a moment later, they retracted their gazes and continued chatting, without much reaction.

With a plan in his heart, Li Heng tried to join the conversation and asked: "Grandpa, are you talking about the Chen family in Shangwan Village? Who has this ability?"

The thin man scratched his head and tilted his head to ask: "What's his name? What was his name again? I forgot for a moment."

The fat woman took over: "Li Heng, his name is Li Heng. I heard he's like Ximen Qing in the play, with great mouth skills, especially good at coaxing women.

Many aunts in Shangwan Village say they don't dare let their daughters contact this Li Heng alone, for fear of being deceived."

What the hell is this?

When did he ever coax women in the village?

Li Heng's face twitched as he listened, and he almost fainted.

Damn it, good things don't go out, but bad things spread a thousand miles. He didn't expect his reputation to have already rushed out of Shangwan Village and covered the small town.

At this moment, he felt that the Liang-surnamed grave-robber was too unpromising, and his throne of hot searches for many years had actually been snatched by himself.

I'm still young, don't be so humble, okay?

In fact, he understood that the reason his and Chen Zi Jin's affair could be widely spread was because he borrowed the "light" of the Chen family.

If the Chen family were an ordinary farming household, this would be another story, and the negative impact would be limited to the village at most, and would not cause any waves in the ten miles and eight villages.

In the final analysis, it was human nature playing tricks. For the people in this mountain corner of Qian Town, the Chen family could be called a high-ranking household. Usually, they could only look up to them. It was rare to have such an opportunity to kick someone when they were down after eating and drinking, so they naturally had to arrange it well.

Boom, boom!

Amidst a roar, Zhang Zhiyong drove a hand-guided tractor in a flashy manner. The tractor was covered with people. It looked like this brainless guy hadn't earned little today.

As soon as Zhang Zhiyong turned off the engine, he jumped out of the car and shouted towards Li Heng's direction:

"Li Heng! Li Heng! Come help."

Hearing the two words "Li Heng," the group of people who were just chatting with Li Heng were stunned!

Quiet!

Stopped talking!

Eyes widened, they turned their heads in unison.

These people's brains turned really fast!

Fortunately, Li Heng's reaction was sharp enough. The moment that idiot opened his mouth, he hurriedly turned his back, drilled into the small alley inside, and disappeared.

"This young man is Li Heng?"

"From Shangwan Village?"

"Isn't it, it must be!"

Grandpa Shou, the thin man, the fat woman, and others gasped, actually talking about absurd things with the person involved just now.

The problem is that Li Heng also showed a very interested look; it was really absurd enough.

It was truly meeting a ghost in broad daylight!

PS: Overslept.

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 20 =====

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