Others might be hesitant to ask for exorbitant prices for toys made by themselves for their children, but Anning has lived in the apocalypse for ten years and has seen all kinds of people.

There are plenty of shameless people out there. If she were thin-skinned, she would be taken advantage of.

Therefore, compensation should not be based on the cost price of the item, but rather on its intrinsic value.

There are no remote-controlled airplanes on the market now; the only ones available are military drones.

Whether there is peace abroad is unknown, but as long as this thing doesn't exist domestically, its value will definitely exceed the conventional price of later generations.

If the toy factory knew, they would be willing to pay not just 500 yuan, but even 50,000 yuan.

The two hundred yuan that Anning gave was only for repairs; the value of the aircraft itself far exceeded its apparent price.

Cao Huiyun's smile almost froze on her face, but she was a respectable person, and a respectable person would say that even if she suffered a loss, she would choose to swallow her pride and bear it.

She quickly composed herself: "Two hundred yuan, right? Do you have the receipt? I don't mean anything by it, but my husband isn't here, and two hundred yuan is quite an expense for our family. I'll make sure to contact my husband later."

“No, this airplane is handmade, not your average remote-controlled toy. The circuitry and structure inside are very complex; anyone who knows about these things can tell just by looking at it.” An Ning changed the subject. “However, we’re not short of money. Rather than paying for the toy, I’d rather my daughter get an apology. Like you said, this incident could have a significant impact on the child, and I hope my daughter won’t be traumatized by it.”

Judging by actions, not intentions, Cao Huiyun has shown a very good attitude from the beginning until now, so An Ning chose to give her a way out.

However, the other party didn't seem to want to accept this offer.

At this moment, An Ning could no longer discern Cao Huiyun's inner thoughts from her expression. She took out a handkerchief from her purse, which contained a thick wad of cash, and counted out twenty ten-yuan bills.

In this day and age, there aren't many people who can readily pull out two hundred yuan from their pockets, which also suggests that Cao Huiyun's background is extraordinary.

“A mistake is a mistake. I have to pay back the money, and I also have to pay back what I owe my Jianhua. You can count the amount first to see if it's correct. It's okay if you don't have the receipt from when you bought it, but could you write me a receipt? Don't think I'm being a bother, but this two hundred yuan is not a small matter. It will save us from arguing in the future, right?”

"of course."

An Ning counted the money and put it directly into her pocket.

She then found a nurse, borrowed a pen and a piece of paper from her, and issued Cao Huiyun a receipt, which clearly stated the amount of money received and the reason for receiving the money, and she signed her name.

Cao Huiyun carefully folded the receipt, wrapped it in a handkerchief along with the other money, and put it back.

Seeing how readily she gave the money, Zhao Xuemei felt embarrassed not to give it to her.

I asked the nurse for Wu Jianhua's medical bills and offered to pay the bills for him.

However, it wasn't much. After treating the external injury and undergoing a check-up, the total came to 12.75 yuan.

An Ning thought the matter was over, but after seeing the child, Cao Huiyun spoke up again: "Comrade An Ning, I think you are also an intellectual, so please don't think I'm being nosy. I personally understand that a mother wants to give her child the best, but the best should be within the scope of what her family can afford, and it should also be appropriate for the child's status."

Anning waited for her to continue; she wanted to see what she had to say.

“A few hundred yuan isn’t too difficult for a family like ours. It’s a great choice to buy a TV, a sewing machine, a radio, or a bicycle. But it’s different for children. Their interests change. She might like a toy helicopter today and a ship tomorrow. We can’t just give her any toy she wants, can we?”

Although Shen Changle is young, she already knows how to distinguish between good and bad words.

She tugged at Anning's sleeve and said, "Mom, even though Uncle Chen Hai said he'd make me a remote-controlled ship next time, I'll still like this airplane."

Cao Huiyun's expression froze again, and you could see that she was trying very hard to maintain her smile.

"See, what did I tell you? Unconditionally satisfying a child's desires doesn't actually do her any good; on the contrary, it amplifies her desires. That's the behavior of capitalists. Our proletarian children shouldn't have such ideas; it will corrupt them."

Cao Huiyun's expression was stiff, but An Ning's smile was very natural.

"Comrade Huiyun, you don't need to worry about that. We absolutely do not have the manners of capitalists! I make all the toys for my children myself, but I use advanced scientific concepts, so they can be compared with the best toys on the market. But if you ask me to buy them, I definitely can't afford them."

However, after saying this, Cao Huiyun's face turned completely black.

She really wanted to ask Anning why she should pay two hundred yuan for the toy she made herself.

But if you put yourself in her shoes, if she could build a television or bicycle exactly like the ones sold on the market, and someone broke it, she would definitely demand compensation from them at the market price.

However, while the logic is sound, it's difficult for people to accept emotionally.

Moreover, she had already made her statement, and she had agreed to the price at the time. The money was already in the other party's hands, and there was no going back on it.

But if she just accepts reality like this, she'll definitely be driven crazy by this when she gets back.

Cao Huiyun took a deep breath, relaxed, and said, "I see. Doing it yourself doesn't really cost much, but it might take up some important national resources. You shouldn't do it in the future..."

"What do you mean by 'consuming resources'? That's military equipment in the experimental stage."

Suddenly, someone pushed open the door and walked in; it was Li Bowen.

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