Chapter 70: Jiaojiao is spoiled by the rough man

"Well, since mom has come to town with you, how can I ask Wanwan to pay? Wanwan should save the money she earns and continue to expand our factory."

As soon as she saw Su Wanwan taking out money to pay the bill, her mother Zhao Ying quickly took out the small bag she had prepared in advance.

"Mom, it was me who suggested bringing these kids to town to buy snacks, so I should pay for it. And it's because I made money from running the factory that I should pay for it. As the children's aunt, after I get married, these kids will have fewer opportunities to interact with me in the future, and I also want to buy something nice for them!"

While holding her mother Zhao Ying's hand as she was about to open the small package, Su Wanwan explained earnestly.

After all, the price of the things the four children took when added together is not a low amount of money.

Even though eldest brother Su Gao, third brother Su Di and father Su Yang all gave the money to mother Zhao Ying, the money was used to cover the family expenses and all purposes after all. Although mother Zhao Ying controlled the money, she could not spend it at will.

If we buy these snacks for the children this time, our family will not be well off in the next one or two months.

After pushing and shoving Su Wanwan a few more times, Zhao Ying no longer insisted on paying.

"Wanwan has really grown up and has learned to be considerate of her mother. In my opinion, an outstanding young woman like Wanwan will definitely have a bright future."

The lady from the supply and marketing cooperative took Su Wanwan's money and gave her a handful of change.

"Aunt, did we spend a lot of money on you to buy these things?" Qinggui, who is a little sensible but not very sensible most of the time, held the delicious roast duck in her hands and reached out to tug at Su Wanwan's pants.

"Yes, why don't you return this roast duck, so that your aunt can save a few dollars." Su Wanwan continued with his words.

Qinggui pursed her lips and stopped talking.

After coming out of the town's supply and marketing cooperative, Su Wanwan stretched, pushed her bicycle, and walked with her mother Zhao Ying along a main road in the town to the end, and came to an open space similar to a small square.

"Okay, I brought a piece of cloth with me before I came out. Anyway, there is a pavilion here that can block the wind. You kids can have lunch here. I'll go do my own things and buy some other things."

Su Wanwan brought the children to an empty and abandoned pavilion in the small square and settled the children one by one. Fortunately, the weather was very good today and not too cold, otherwise, she would have to find a place in the town where these little ones could have a safe meal.

"What is my aunt going to do?" Qinggui couldn't wait to take a big bite of the roast duck leg, blinking her big eyes.

"How can just buying these few snacks be enough? Of course I have to buy you some other delicious food." Su Wanwan said as she walked.

"Oh, Wanwan, just buy these things. The child will not be able to finish these things in ten days or half a month." Zhao Ying didn't know where Su Wanwan was going, so she immediately reached out to stop her.

"It's okay, Mom. I'll be back soon."

Most of the pork that Zhao Ying brought home earlier had been eaten. At the beginning, she prepared the pork she brought home for long-term storage. Most of it had been pickled and made into bacon and placed in the kitchen and cellar.

But she hadn't brought meat home for some time. Although pork could be seen on the dinner table every day, compared to the first few days when she just brought meat home, there was much less pork on the table. Several times, Su Wanwan even had to use chopsticks to turn the dish over twice before she could see the pork inside.

Although she knew that her mother Zhao Ying was making long-term plans for the future and was reluctant to eat all the meat at once, Su Wanwan still felt an indescribable sadness.

After all, there was almost no meat at home every night, but the lunch box that Zhao Ying prepared for her at noon was full of pork.

Half of the lunch box was filled with meat, which made Su Wanwan feel extremely uncomfortable. However, she couldn't say anything to her mother Zhao Ying about this, because after all, Zhao Ying loved her.

The family has been poor for so many years in a row, and it is simply impossible to expect Zhao Ying not to develop the habit of carefully calculating the rations for each person.

Su Wanwan could only dispel her mother Zhao Ying's worries through her own actions. Only by bringing a steady supply of meat and other delicious food back home could she gradually make Zhao Ying truly believe that life would get better and better in the future.

After leaving the pavilion in the small square, Su Wanwan turned a few corners with ease and soon arrived at the familiar street in the town where the black market was set up.

She hadn't been here for a while, but a town is only this big after all. As soon as she turned the corner, she was recognized by someone who often did business with her.

"Wanwan, you haven't come to the town to do business for a while." The person who recognized Su Wanwan was a middle-aged lady who had often visited Su Wanwan's meat stall for a while.

But after all, she had only been selling pork for a few days before going to do other things, so Su Wanwan was very surprised that the old lady actually recognized her.

"Oh, yes." After a perfunctory polite remark, Su Wanwan began to walk around the black market street.

She knew that people who came to this black market to do business generally would not put the things they wanted to sell in an open place. As a buyer, she also had to learn to observe carefully. Su Wanwan walked forward along the street for dozens of meters and vaguely saw a person with his hands in his sleeves and his eyes rolling around at the base of the wall of a house.

This is a typical look of someone who comes out to sell things.

"Everyone in our town has heard that you have opened a factory to make incense in Shuitian Village. I heard that people in your village are very enthusiastic about working in the factory."

The old lady followed Su Wanwan as many steps as she took.

"Auntie, do you have anything to say?" Su Wanwan turned her head to look at her curiously, then turned her head back and looked at the man who seemed to be doing business.

"Ah, nothing much, it's just that it's rare to see Wanwan coming here, so I wanted to say a few more words. Oh, by the way, what are you going to do when you come back to town this time?"

Su Wanwan retracted her gaze and said, "We have almost finished eating the meat at home. Let's go to town to buy some meat."

Although the price of meat sold on the black market here is a bit higher, you don’t need to exchange it with the meat coupons at home. You can buy it as long as you pay money.

"Hey, why did you walk for so long to buy this? Just tell me directly. I buy meat here every day, of course I know where the meat is sold. Come with me." The old lady seemed to be waiting for Su Wanwan to say this.

As soon as Su Wanwan finished speaking, she immediately grabbed Su Wanwan's wrist enthusiastically and dragged her into a small alley not far away.