Feng Yanhong made up her mind to turn around and run, but unfortunately she collided with someone as soon as she turned around.

"Oh yo ~"

Zheng Yanhong looked up and felt even more in chaos.

"Aunt Ji, yes, sorry~"

"It's okay, I didn't see you even when I came out. Are you scared?"

Ji Shuying's eyes were lit and the corners of her mouth were smiling. As she spoke, she looked at Feng Yanhong and looked at the scar on her forehead.

"Yeah, is it so heavy to fall?"

Feng Yanhong subconsciously plucked the hair on her forehead down, "It's okay, Aunt Ji, but the scar is a bit ugly..."

"It's okay, and I don't have much scar. Look at my hair covering me, I can't see anything. I'm still as beautiful as my daughter. It's a pity that I've fought three times in a row and I've been bald."

Ji Shuying looked at Feng Yanhong, as if her eyes were lit. Feng Yanhong was stunned in a state of discomfort, and a hint of red glow appeared on her cheeks inexplicably.

After getting married in her previous life, those people mentioned more regret when they saw her. She forgot what expression they should have when they were praised.

"Mom, it's time to go home."

"Oh oh oh, Yanhong hurry up and go in, your mother is waiting for you to have a meal."

Li Boshan's words undoubtedly caused Feng Yanhong's embarrassment. Ji Shuying quickly gave up her seat in front of the door and let Feng Yanhong enter the door first.

I stared at Feng Yanhong's back for a while before turning around. I noticed the expression on my son's face, and my smile became more obvious.

"Let's go, go home."

Ji Shuying quickly walked to the front of her son, and Li Boshan pushed the car slowly behind her.

“Rejected?”

Li Boshan lowered his head and did not respond.

"It's okay, your dad wrote me a letter for five years, and I agreed to it in total for more than 60 letters. If you continue to work hard, you have to learn to move forward bravely."

"Yes." Li Boshan's expression was a little complicated.

*******

Feng Yanjun climbed on the table, wrote and painted for a long time, scratching his head, looking very distressed.

Feng Yanhong really couldn't stand it anymore, "What's wrong? I can't settle the accounts clearly? Do you want me to help you?"

"Boqing calculated it for me. He said that I would not make money by doing this, but no matter how I calculated, I felt that I was making money. How could I not make money?"

Feng Yanjun had a bitter face and pushed the account book in front of Feng Yanhong.

"You count the credit?"

Feng Yanhong saw the word "credit" at a glance, her eyelids twitched, and she even took a lot of them out of credit.

Feng Yanhong lowered his head and calculated on his account book, and said calmly: "The person who has credit cannot make progress. Who knows whether your accounts receivable will become bad debts? If you lose these, you will only return the money and will not make money."

Feng Yanjun looked dissatisfied and his tone was very confident. "Those can definitely be taken back, but how can they not be taken back? They will definitely pay back the salary if they get paid on the fifth day of next month."

Feng Yanhong glanced at him, "It's better."

The siblings set up a stall for another day, but there were not much left in their hands, so their income was naturally not as good as the previous few days. They discussed some preparations and went to the city to purchase goods.

Feng Yanhong thought that Li Boshan would definitely not come because of yesterday's incident, but she didn't expect that after closing the stall, Li Boshan's tall figure was already standing not far from her.

"You take Yanjun back first, I'll go to the supply and marketing cooperative." Feng Yanhong ran towards the supply and marketing cooperative as if she was running away.

Li Boshan had a cold face and looked at Feng Yanhong's back, and he even pinched the brakes to death.

"Brother Boshan, I'll go find Uncle Li, and my sister will give it to you. I'm leaving~"

Feng Yanjun carried most of his empty snakeskin bag and ran away.

"I only bought a bicycle for 180 yuan last month. Didn't it mean that it rose by 10 yuan? Why did it rise to 235 yuan? It rose by 55 yuan? How could it be like this?"

Feng Yanhong stood in front of the supply and marketing cooperative and heard someone clamoring about bicycles.

When she heard the price of 235, she couldn't help but smash the tongue. She originally thought that the money she had in her hands was fine, but now she might want to buy it, so she had to borrow some money from her mother.

"We can't decide how much the price increases, so just say whether you want it."

"You don't have others waiting, you're not bad."

Supply and marketing cooperatives have always been in this style, and no one thinks there is anything strange about it.

Feng Yanhong was actually waiting for the man to say he didn't want it. After all, she urgently needed a bicycle now, so she didn't want to wait for next month.

"Well, why don't you! It's already more than fifty yuan. You can go home and get it now. Don't sell it to others."

As he spoke, the man rushed out of the supply and marketing cooperative in a hurry.

"What do you want?" The salesperson glanced at Feng Yanhong with a squint and asked arrogantly.

"Is there any bicycle?" She endured her attitude in order to buy a bicycle.

The salesperson raised his head and looked at Feng Yanhong carefully, and a little anger suddenly appeared on his face.

"No, I won't sell it to you if there is!"

Feng Yanhong is also popular. In the next few years, she deserves to be beaten when she encounters such a salesperson!

"How do you speak?"

"Yes! How do you speak? Isn't the supply and marketing cooperative just serving the people? You can also choose people to sell things!"

Feng Yanhong looked back and saw that the man who was talking for her was as tall as a cow. The supply and marketing cooperative was dim and looked familiar, but he couldn't remember where he had seen it.

"We have to choose people to sell them. We just don't sell people like her who are poaching socialist corners and speculating!"

It turns out that the root cause is that she thinks she has snatched the supply and marketing cooperative’s business?

Feng Yanhong held the thing in one hand and put her hands on her hips, and responded without any loss.

"I said, Auntie, your thoughts are still 20 years ago? The country said that it is necessary to fully liberalize economic reforms and encourage the people to improve their lives. Why has it become a speculative person to you?"

"You, who are you calling me aunt?" The salesperson looked a few years older than Feng Yanhong. When Feng Yanhong called out Auntie, she was so angry that she instantly turned red with annoyance.

"I'm digging for socialism? Didn't you just smear socialism?"

"Hmph! If you don't sell it, I won't buy it yet! I don't believe it anymore. If you have money, you can't buy a bicycle!"

Feng Yanhong left the supply and marketing cooperative angrily, and stood in front of the door and became worried again. If the supply and marketing cooperative refused to sell it to her, she would have to go to the city to buy it, but she had no way.

"Don't be angry, I'll treat you to a soda. Hehe~"

The glass bottle of soda had been handed to Feng Yanhong. The small soda bottle was so petite compared to his rough and wide palms, as if he could crush the bottle with just one force.
Chapter completed!