Mo Yan ate and waited slowly, and soon someone came to ask the price. "Auntie, your fan looks very exquisite, how much is it?"

Mo Yan glanced at the other party, "One hundred."

The other party was very shocked after hearing this. You must know that 100 yuan is the salary of many people for a year.

The person around him said with a dark face, "Auntie, this is a bit thick and unkind, it's just an ordinary fan, how can it be so expensive?"

"Ordinary, if it is ordinary, I naturally wouldn't sell it so expensive. You can see for yourself the exquisite shape and the craftsmanship inside. The craftsmanship is priceless. You don't know. I turned bamboo into a fairy, and finally slowed down. It is slowly woven, and has been passed down for a hundred years, and one hundred is a loss."

Many people think that this is ordinary, but it is not. The bamboo needs to be turned into bamboo thread, and then weaved slowly. As long as a silk thread is broken in the whole process, the whole process will fall short.

"Then this is too expensive. This price is obviously suspected of being ripped off."

When Mo Yan heard it, she laughed, and looked at the other party speechlessly, "Young man, why did I knock it out? I'll tell you my price, and if you want to buy it, then you can buy it. I'm willing, and I didn't force you."

Another person spoke. "That's right, this aunt didn't ask you to buy it. If you don't want to buy it, just don't buy it. There is no need to say these things."

Moreover, he could see that this skill is indeed more than the price, "Auntie, I want to buy this fan."

"Okay, just pay with one hand and deliver with one hand."

Moyan asked him to pay directly, and he paid the money with one hand, and then delivered the goods with one hand.

Soon the man gave the money, took the fan and left, while the people next to him were still saying that it was a loss.

……

Here, the more she got home, the more nervous He Qing became. She didn't know how her family was doing, whether she was worried about her, and... Zhang Ming in the villa next to her house...

She touched her stomach, and now...the child in her stomach is more than two months behind the original one...you shouldn't be able to tell.

He Qing looked back at Wang Er, "Wang Er, go find a place to live, my parents don't know about our marriage yet, I'll go back and tell them, otherwise I'm afraid they will see you to beat you."

Hearing what He Qing said, Wang Er was of course willing, he didn't want to be beaten.

"Okay, okay, then I'll find a hotel to live in."

"Go."

He Qing watched him go to the hotel, took out the letter of introduction and it was easy to stay.

"He Qing, go back quickly, buy more things, it can be regarded as a gift from my son-in-law to them.

When do you think I will pass? "

He Qing glanced at Wang Er, and she never thought of letting him go, "Don't worry, you can go shopping first, buy something or something, it's not in vain."

Wang Er was very happy when he heard that, "Okay, that's fine, then I'll come to you when the time comes."

He Qing just went back alone. After returning, she saw her parents, brother and sister-in-law.

Seeing He Qing's return, they were a little incredulous.

"Why are you back? Didn't you say that you can't come back?"

"Well, I'll come back to see you, I have to go back."

He Qing knew that her parents didn't want to help her.It is really incapable, even if the eldest brother can stay, it is also a help from the sister-in-law's family.

At that time, she was going to another place, but she chose the current village because she wanted to be with Zhang Ming.

It's just that I didn't expect that in the end...

"Just come back, just come back, come in quickly, we will cook for you, what do you want to eat!"

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