Chapter 37: Chapter 37 Hurrying to the Market Chapter 37: Chapter 37 Hurrying to the Market Chapter 37: Going to the Market
Wen iling was thrown to the ground by Jiang ngyu, eating dirt and feeling both ashad and furious. She got up and walked away, but before leaving, she threw down a sentence: “You dare lay hands on , just wait and see, as the saying goes, ‘ride a donkey and read the songbook’ – we’ll see!”
Jiang ngyu’s cute apple-shaped face revealed a strange expression: “So city folks ride donkeys too? I thought only us country people rode donkeys. But now, we don’t ride donkeys anymore in the countryside, we all drive tractors.”
The onlookers burst into another round of laughter; this Jiang ngyu was really too funny.
Wen iling gave the onlookers a venomous look, and they suddenly dared not laugh anymore.
Jiang ngyu sneered to herself, could this Wen iling be Ye Rushui’s knife?
Wen iling dared to swagger around the compound, and even knowing that her husband Vice Factory Director Yan’s direct superior, Gu Dongxing, was engaged to soone else, she still had the nerve to trouble her, which shows that she must believe her backer is more powerful than Gu Dongxing.
It seems that behind the knife that is Wen iling, Ye Rushui has an even greater energy.
But what they could not imagine was that she, Jiang ngyu, was not really Gu Dongxing’s fiancée. When the ti cos, she could just slap her butt and leave; what would she have to fear from them?
As for whether they would trouble Gu Dongxing or not, she wasn’t afraid of that. Ye Rushui was crazily in love with Gu Dongxing; she probably wouldn’t do anything to him.
Only after getting off the vehicle did Jiang ngyu realize that the place these family mbers were going to was not a city, but a rural market—Da Wei.
Jiang ngyu originally wanted to buy so clothes, but thinking that she also hadn’t been to the market for a long ti, she followed the family mbers and got off the vehicle.
The reason being, she wanted to buy so fresh grain.
In 1982, grain had already been liberalized, so it was possible to buy grain at the market. Moreover, the grain sold by farrs themselves was new rice, which tasted better than the stale grain bought from the grain reserves.
The vehicle dropped the family mbers off, arranged a ti to wait, and then drove away again.
The family mbers each had their own shopping needs, so after arriving at the market, they all went their separate ways.
Qin Xiufang pulled Jiang ngyu along: “You’re not familiar with this place, let’s go together.”
But Jiang ngyu wasn’t really interested in buying grain; she just wanted to use the excuse of buying grain to take out grain from the storage talisman.
The storage talisman mostly contained grain and cloth.
She also wanted to take out a few pieces of cloth to have a tailor make a few sets of clothes later.
Therefore, she could only decline Qin Xiufang’s kind offer: “The market is only this big; we’re not buying the sa things, so let’s split up. I actually want to look for sothing special.”
Seeing that Jiang ngyu didn’t need help, Qin Xiufang had to part ways. However, before leaving, she still told her: “The market here takes place once every five days; when you buy vegetables, you should make sure to get enough for five days.”
Jiang ngyu smiled and nodded: “Thanks, Sister-in-law Qin.”
The market was crowded, and the entire market space was filled with a buzzing noise. If you wanted to converse, you had to raise your voice as much as possible, but that only added to the noise of the market.
Jiang ngyu grew up in the countryside and was naturally familiar with the market. She often picked up scraps for sale after school. Sotis she sold them to a scrap collector, but sotis, to earn a little more money, she would take it to the purchase stations at the market herself.
Her school fees had always been paid from the money she earned from selling scrap. With her scrap collecting, she managed to make it to high school and even secretly saved up a sum of money behind her foster parents’ backs to prepare for her university education.
She didn’t know if the money she had hidden had been found by her foster parents.
When she was collecting scrap, she also picked up an antique vase, but after bringing it ho, it was taken over by Jiang Huaiyu. Later, when she beca Ah Piao and followed Jiang Huaiyu, she saw that vase again.
She rembered that Jiang Huaiyu once had that vase appraised in the nineties; it was said to be worth over fifty million. If there was a pair, their value would double.
In her previous life, she was unaware of the vase’s value when Jiang Huaiyu took it from her, but now, she knew that vase was very valuable. After she returned, she must take it back.
Huh, there’s an antique vase identical to hers on a stall up ahead?
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