Chapter 151 151. Fines and Relatives
At the corner of the wet 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, are you sharp-eyed? Are you looking for the police to ask for 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 the money and not the people... If this were the past, my cousin-in-law's neighbor's son worked in the Comprehensive Law Enforcement Bureau. He had to ask for favors. Two good 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 they sell vegetables so expensively and 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, and even the drizzle could not dampen their happiness.
Until the man in police uniform left and the two of them looked at each other, 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, this person didn’t pay attention. Is he fined?”
Song Tan is playing with the next few bags of bamboo shoots.
There isn’t much left, three to five kilograms, which adds up to only four bags. She might as well carry all four bags down.
Just when I got up, I heard this familiar voice.
So she turned back 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 sour tone of voice was so hypocritical that the vegetable seller couldn't bear to look directly at it, but Song Tan had a look of surprise on his face:
“Okay, sister-in-law, you are still reliable, please let me know. I’m waiting to go home. Can you return this fine to me quickly?”
Sun Yanyan:…
Her face turned stiff.
Don’t mention that there was a girl selling vegetables who said how others would think of her, just because of this relationship... She didn’t lie about this relationship. It was indeed her cousin’s neighbor’s son who was working as an urban management officer and heard it when she was gossiping.
But I don’t even know their last names!
Now that she was bragging, Song Tan climbed along the pole, making her look serious and pretending to be profound:
"What do you know? The government has to follow procedures to do things, so it can't be so fast. Besides, it's only 160, so it's not worth the favor for this."
As he was talking, he saw another policeman in his thirties running towards the street.
The other party was wearing a uniform, and when he saw Sun Yanyan and Mao Li, he was a little embarrassed, and his face became tense.
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 was instantly relieved: "I thought I wouldn't be able to get it today."
Song Tan listened to the prompt "WeChat payment is 320 yuan", and now smiled at Mao Li:
"Thanks to my sister-in-law, this double refund will come back pretty quickly." Then he said regretfully: "Oh, auntie, look, it's an unfortunate time, everything is sold out, and she said I’ve left two 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’ve been working so hard every day and only earned a few thousand yuan. What’s enough for me?”
How many thousand do you earn a day? This broken bamboo shoot? No capital business? !
The pickup truck made a hard-working sound. The mother-in-law and daughter-in-law watched each other skillfully turn onto the road and then disappear. They felt their blood pressure rising.
…
Because both of them were sulky, Mao Li picked her way through the vegetable market and then reluctantly spent money to buy some.
But what about all the lettuce?
There is still a place for it on the dinner table.
But no one in the family cared about it, only Mao Li stubbornly wanted to work hard to consume it.
Song Dafang really couldn’t stand it:
“Upstairs, downstairs, and the neighbors across the street, if you want to give it to anyone, 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 put her at odds with Lettuce?
At this moment, I rolled my 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 spends money randomly when she doesn't go to work, our family must live frugally and not waste money."
Ziyi has 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’ contributions must also be respected.”
This was a special themed lecture held on Women’s Day last month. Even though kindergarten children are young, children nowadays are really smart and often say amazing things.
At this moment, Mao Li felt like she had been stabbed in the heart.
She really wanted to turn the table over.
Eh, 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 we have a daughter-in-law, she either spends money or hangs out every day. Does she have any part 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!
Mao Li became angrier as she thought about it, 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, that's what you would say."
Because of this incident, Mao Li became more and more suffocated and decided to make good use of the free lettuce.
So I cleared away the dishes and started working in the kitchen.
Peel, shred, blanch, dry…
She was working alone in the kitchen with a sore back and backache for the big project of dozens of bamboo shoots. After finishing the work, she looked up and saw: It was already dark!
Let’s try to update three times a day tomorrow...just give it a try, forget it if you can’t do it.
(End of this chapter)