Chapter 81: Big sis handles the money, that's how it is

Wait a moment.

Shen Man suddenly wondered why she had transmigrated into a book.

Well, it's just because I was watching the excitement, watching the drama of the main wife tearing apart the mistress, and then...

Thinking of this, she stopped in her tracks.

Her life is only one; she couldn't bear to go through it again.

Now she has family, a lover, and Tangyuan; even in her happiest dreams she wakes up smiling.

Better not go gossip-mongering; if she gets caught in the crossfire, it's not worth it.

"Want to watch?"

Jiang Ye noticed his wife's face twisted with indecision to the point she couldn't be more torn, and his heart stirred, understanding everything.

It seems his wife is the type who loves excitement; she probably wants to go see the commotion.

"It's not that she absolutely has to watch."

Shen Man's smile stiffened; compared to watching the excitement, her life was more important.

She had learned her lesson; from now on she would avoid excitement and never join the fray.

Seeing her reaction, Jiang Ye neither agreed nor disagreed, and asked the clerk for a packet of brown sugar and a packet of red dates.

The clerk, while counting money, complained bitterly:

"That old lady at the door comes to cause trouble several times each month, and she won't stop until she gets what she wants."

"Don't believe her words; our Supply and Marketing Cooperative's sugar is absolutely fine, otherwise so many people wouldn't be buying it and eating it without issue."

"I don't know what she does, but every time her grandson eats candy he breaks out in red rashes all over—normal people wouldn't..."

From the clerk's muttering, Shen Man formed a guess, though she didn't know whether she should warn that old lady.

"Has that old lady taken her grandson to the hospital?"

"No, every time our section chief gets extorted for one or two yuan in medical fees, but we never see that old lady take her grandson to the hospital; instead, she comes to buy candy once or twice a month, and then the next morning she shows up at our Supply and Marketing Cooperative's door to cause trouble..."

"In that case, your manager really..."

Hard to judge, but they actually gave compensation to the other side.

Shen Man's eyes held indescribable feelings; she never expected this era to have "medical troublemaking."

Oh no, the unreasonable old lady customer is causing trouble and demanding compensation, and that resentful section chief of the Supply and Marketing Cooperative actually gave in.

"A sucker? Who says no? We're running a business; we can't refuse to sell them sugar."

"That old lady sits on the ground like a slab of fatty meat, and we have no way to deal with her."

The clerk, while complaining bitterly, quickly tallied the tickets, verified them correctly, and asked the couple if they wanted to buy a plastic woven basket.

"Let's buy one."

Jiang Ye glanced at the plastic woven basket by the counter, gave it a squeeze—it was sturdy—so he said, "Let's buy one; it'll be handy for carrying things."

"Five fen."

The clerk's smile became a bit more genuine; nimbly he took a new plastic woven basket and placed the couple's lightweight purchases inside.

As for the ten jin of rice and ten jin of flour, they could only be carried by hand.

"Thank you."

Shen Man again took out five fen from her money pouch and handed it to the clerk.

"Big sis handles the money, that's how it is."

The clerk gave praise, raising his thumb.

This was the first time in her many years as a clerk that she saw a female comrade handling money; in her view, a woman who could manage the family's finances was impressive.

Shen Man smiled embarrassedly and didn't elaborate.

The more she explained, the less clear it became, and it might make people think she was showing off, so she simply accepted it.

As they left the Supply and Marketing Cooperative, Shen Man saw the old lady still rolling on the ground, as well as the bespectacled, refined middle-aged uncle.

"Grandma, my neck is itchy."

"Everybody, look! My grandson has ended up like this, all because of the candy bought from the Supply and Marketing Cooperative!"

"Auntie, you can't keep extorting me every time; my monthly salary is meager, and each time you kick up a fuss I pay you out of my own wages!"

"I still have a small family to support; you keep harming me over and over. Let's not say more—let's report it to the Public Security Bureau and go to the bureau to sort things out."

The middle-aged man this time didn't speak as gently as before; instead, his attitude turned stern.

The onlookers pointed and gossiped about the scene; since the Supply and Marketing Cooperative is state-run, they naturally trusted the state.

Otherwise, household staples like firewood, rice, oil, salt, sauce, vinegar, and tea all depend on purchases from the Supply and Marketing Cooperative; if even its food safety isn't guaranteed, the problem would be huge.

Jiang Ye shouldered two bags of rice and flour, his left hand held the plastic woven basket, his right hand held his wife, and he walked straight ahead without glancing sideways.

Suddenly, the little boy lying on the ground lunged forward, trying to snatch the egg cake his wife was holding.

"Get lost!"

The booming shout made the dirty little boy shudder and wet his pants outright.

"Waa waa waa."

"Grandma, someone's bullying me!"

"Help me beat him quick! I still want that sister's egg cake!"

The little boy plopped onto the ground, kicked and pounded the floor, kicking up dust, making his already dirty self even dirtier.

Shen Man was still shaken, not frightened by her husband's roar but by that hyper-masculine boy on the ground.

She hurriedly hid behind her husband, concealing the oil-wrapped package holding the egg cake behind her back.

This is Tangyuan's rations for her family; it must not be snatched by that hyper-masculine boy!

Yes, that's right, hyper-masculine!

Initially, after hearing the sales clerk's explanation, she thought the little boy might be lactose intolerant, showing allergic symptoms, and she hesitated whether to remind that old lady.

Now, having seen this grandfather and grandson in person, especially the boy with such distinctive facial features, she recalled the first super Y gene removal surgery she had assisted with under her mentor's guidance after returning to China.

It failed.

This technique itself is still under validation; domestically and abroad, no case of this surgery has succeeded.

However, at the time that boy's family background was special, with huge family assets, they donated several small targets to the hospital, investing in this technique.

She participated in this surgery and has relevant knowledge about the super Y gene.

Such children, from development onward, may exhibit facial asymmetry, such as relatively long ears, a protruding forehead, wide-set eyes, and a slightly larger jaw, etc.

Another identification method is that these children have lower intelligence or are abnormal.

This is accompanied by difficulty controlling emotions and lack of self-control, making them more easily agitated, displaying violent temper, aggressiveness, strong offensive tendencies, and other antisocial behavior tendencies.

Yet the boy before her, in appearance, speech, and behavior, completely matches the characteristics of a super Y child!

"Comrade, you should leave quickly; this old lady is unreasonable and very difficult to deal with."

The middle-aged man, seeing this, wiped the sweat from his forehead and hurried over to gesture for the customers to leave first.

"Call the Public Security Bureau."

Jiang Ye's brows were tightly knit, his face so dark it seemed water could drip from it.

If that dirty little boy from just now had bumped into him, would his wife have fallen and gotten scraped?

Such unreasonable, impolite grandparents and grandchild should go to a place for reasoning and have some tea!

"Ah?"

The middle-aged man felt a jolt in his heart; he had merely been putting on a calm front to scare that old lady.

Now he's riding a tiger and can't get off!