Feng Yanhong made up her mind to turn around and run away, but unfortunately she bumped into someone as soon as she turned around.
"Ouch~"
Zheng Yanhong raised her eyes and felt even more confused.
"Aunt Ji, yes, I'm sorry~"
"It's okay, I didn't see you when I came out. Are you scared?"
Ji Shuying's eyes were bright and her mouth was smiling. As she spoke, she looked at Feng Yanhong and focused on the scar on her forehead.
"Hey, did you fall so hard?"
Feng Yanhong subconsciously pulled her hair down from her forehead, "It's okay, Aunt Ji, but the scar is a bit ugly..."
"It's not a big deal, and there aren't any big scars. If you cover up your hair, you can't see anything. She's still as beautiful as my daughter. It's a pity that I tried three times in a row, but all of them are bald."
Ji Shuying looked at Feng Yanhong, her eyes seemed to light up. Feng Yanhong froze in place uncomfortably, and a trace of red appeared on her cheeks inexplicably.
After getting married in her previous life, when those people saw her, they mostly mentioned regret, and she had forgotten what kind of expression she should show when receiving praise.
"Mom, it's time to go home."
"Oh oh oh, Yanhong, hurry in, your mother is waiting for you to eat."
Li Boshan's words undoubtedly caused Feng Yanhong's embarrassment. Ji Shuying quickly gave up her position in front of the door, allowing Feng Yanhong to enter first.
After staring at Feng Yanhong's back for a while, she turned around and noticed the look on her son's face, and the smile became more obvious.
"Let's go home."
Ji Shuying walked quickly in front of her son, while Li Boshan pushed the car and walked slowly behind.
"Rejected?"
Li Boshan lowered his head and did not answer.
"It's okay. Your dad wrote me letters for five years, and more than sixty letters in total before I agreed. If you keep up your efforts, you must learn to move forward courageously."
"Yeah." Li Boshan's expression was a little complicated.
******
Feng Yanjun climbed on the table and wrote and drew for a long time, scratching his head and looking very distressed.
Feng Yanhong really couldn't stand it anymore. "What's wrong? You can't calculate the account clearly? Do you want me to help you?"
"Bo Qing did the math for me. He said I wouldn't make money by doing this, but no matter how I calculated it, I felt that I was making money. How could I not make money?"
Feng Yanjun grimaced and pushed the account book in front of Feng Yanhong.
"Did you include credit accounts?"
Feng Yanhong saw the credit word at a glance, her eyelids jumped, and she got a lot of credit.
Feng Yanhong lowered her head and did the calculations in his account book, and said in a calm voice: "You can't include credit accounts. Who knows if your accounts receivable will become bad debts. If you subtract these, you will only get your money back."
, not making money.”
Feng Yanjun looked unconvinced and spoke very firmly. "I can definitely get those back. How could I not get them back? They will definitely pay them back when they pay their wages on the 5th of next month."
Feng Yanhong glanced at him, "It's best this way."
The siblings set up their stall for another day, but they didn't have much goods left on hand, so their income was naturally not as good as the previous few days. They discussed the preparations and then went to the city to purchase goods.
Feng Yanhong thought that because of what happened yesterday, Li Boshan would definitely not come. Unexpectedly, 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 running away.
Li Boshan looked at Feng Yanhong's back with a cold face, and his brakes were squeezed to death.
"Brother Boshan, I'm going to find Uncle Li. I'd better leave my sister to you. I'm leaving~"
Feng Yanjun carried his half-empty snakeskin bag and ran away.
"Last month I bought a bicycle for only 180 yuan. Didn't I say it went up by 10 yuan? Why did it go up to 235 yuan? It increased by 55 yuan? How can this be true?"
Feng Yanhong stood in front of the supply and marketing cooperative and heard someone making a noise about bicycles.
She couldn't help but gasp when she heard the price of two hundred and thirty-five. She originally thought she had enough money, but now I'm afraid she would have to borrow some money from her mother if she wanted to buy it.
"It's not up to us to decide how much the price will increase. You can just say whether you want it or not."
"If you don't have anyone else waiting for you, I won't leave you alone."
Supply and marketing cooperatives have always done this, so no one thinks there is anything strange about it.
Feng Yanhong was actually waiting for the person to say no. After all, she urgently needed the bicycle now and she didn't want to wait any longer for next month.
"Yes, why don't you want it? It's more than fifty yuan more. Just wait for me to go home and get it. Don't sell your body to anyone else."
As he spoke, the man hurried out of the door of the supply and marketing cooperative.
"What do you want?" The salesperson glanced sideways at Feng Yanhong and asked arrogantly.
"Are there any bicycles left?" She tolerated this attitude just to buy a bicycle.
The salesman raised his head and looked at Feng Yanhong carefully, and suddenly a bit of anger appeared on his face.
"No, I won't sell it to you if I have it!"
Feng Yanhong is also popular. In the next few years, if she encounters a salesperson like this, she will deserve to be beaten!
"How do you talk?"
"That's right! What are you talking about? Aren't supply and marketing cooperatives just to serve the people? They can still choose people to sell things!"
Feng Yanhong glanced back. The man who spoke for her was as tall and strong as an ox. The supply and marketing cooperative was dimly lit. He looked familiar, but she couldn't remember where she had seen him before.
"We have to pick people to sell. We won't sell people like her who poach socialist corners and are speculators!"
It turns out that the root cause is here. I think she stole the business of the supply and marketing cooperative, right?
Feng Yanhong was carrying something in one hand and put one hand on her hip, and she replied with no loss of momentum.
"Auntie, your thinking is still stuck on 20 years ago? The country has said that it will comprehensively liberalize economic reforms and encourage the people to improve their lives. How come you have become a speculator?"
"Who are you calling auntie?" The saleswoman looked to be a few years older than Feng Yanhong. When Feng Yanhong called her auntie, she was so angry that her face turned red with annoyance.
"Am I poaching socialism? Aren't you the one who discredits socialism?"
"Huh! If you don't sell it, I won't buy it! I don't believe it. You can't buy a bicycle even if you have money!"
Feng Yanhong left the supply and marketing cooperative angrily. Standing in front of the door, she felt worried again. If the supply and marketing cooperative refused to sell it to her, then she would have no choice but to go to the city to buy it, but she had no way out.
"Don't be angry, I'll buy you a soda. Hehe~"
The glass bottle of soda water had been handed to Feng Yanhong. The small soda bottle was extremely petite compared to his rough and generous palm, as if he could crush the bottle with just one force.