Chapter 23 Pot and Ox Cart Conflict

"I am an educated youth who came to the countryside. I have to write letters to my family to report my safety, so I need a lot of stamps, so I thought about buying more at once." When Wen Xin heard this, she looked at the staff sincerely. Explained slowly.

When I heard that the man was an educated youth, he probably understood. So without saying anything else, I lowered my head to look for stamps.

Wen Xin suddenly remembered about the stamps. In later generations, several types of stamps were sold at sky-high prices. Taking advantage of the bargains at this time, you could stock up on stamps and sell them later, wouldn't you have made them yourself? Wen Xin's blood boiled. Looking at stamps feels like looking at banknotes.

The man searched for a while, took a stack of stamps, put them on the table, and asked Wen Xin carefully, "There are so many kinds, are you sure you want them all?"

Wen Xin nodded vigorously, "OK."

Afterwards, I paid for the stamps and left.

Wen Xin plans to go back and take a look at the current stamps, find out the ones in her memory, and buy them again later!

Wen Xin found an open space near the post office, stepped into the space, and took out the package she had prepared earlier.

I plan to take whatever I need from the package in the future. When people ask, I will tell them that it was a package sent early in the morning.

After wandering outside for a while, seeing that the time was almost up, Wen Xin dragged the large package towards the state-owned hotel.

When I arrived, I saw Zhao Wanqing waiting at the door with many things.

He quickly stepped forward and said, "Wanqing, have you been waiting for me for a long time?"

Zhao Wanqing looked at Wen Xin's big package and was stunned with shock. She opened her mouth wide and slowly said, "No, I just arrived not long ago. Wen Xin, your package is so big."

Wen Xin saw Zhao Wanqing's shocked look and smiled, "Before I came here, I was afraid that I would be short of things, so I packed a little of everything. I was afraid that I wouldn't be able to get it, so I sent it over."

"It's true that we can't get it." Comrade Zhao Wanqing was still in shock and responded reflexively.

"Okay, let's go in and eat quickly. Otherwise there will be too many people later." Wen Xin quickly pushed people into the state-owned hotel and changed the subject.

After going in and looking at the dishes served today, Wen Xin ordered braised fish, Zhao Wanqing ordered braised pork, and two taels of rice per person.

After eating this meal, the corners of their mouths were watering, and they were extremely satisfied. The state-owned hotel is worthy of being a state-owned hotel, and the chef's skills are also very good. The braised meat is fragrant but not greasy, and the fish is very tender and delicious.

After they finished eating, they sat on chairs and rested for a while.

"Wen Xin, where can I buy a small pot? I plan to cook by myself, but I don't have the tools yet." Zhao Wanqing held her head and asked with a sad look on her face.

When Wen Xin heard this, she raised her eyebrows, Gua? She has. What reason should be used to explain that she has extra?

After thinking about it, Wen Xin leaned into Zhao Wanqing's ear and whispered, "Wanqing, I have a small pot here, do you want it?"

Zhao Wanqing's eyes lit up when she heard this, "I want it. Wen Xin, how much does it cost, I'll give it to you."

Zhao Wanqing had no intention of asking why Wen Xin had extra pot. Since Wen Xin is planning to share the blame with herself, that means she trusts herself. Everyone has their own secrets, so it’s best not to ask too many questions.

This pleasure made Wen Xin choke a little as she thought about a lot of reasons.

"Twenty-five yuan, no tickets, I'll give it to you when I get back." Wen Xin recovered her mood and continued.

"No problem. Thank you Wen Xin." Zhao Wanqing looked at Wen Xin with bright eyes.

To be honest, Wen Xin still likes Zhao Wanqing very much. After all, she is the heroine in her works, so she naturally has some filters. In addition, Zhao Wanqing has a good personality and has no intention of asking more about this matter.

Wen Xin was very satisfied. She respects others and does not inquire into other people's privacy.

The two of them arrived at the bullock cart in time, got on the cart with their things, and waited for the others.

When everyone was gathered, the driver slowly set off again.

When they arrived, they came without anything and their natural gait attracted attention. But when she went back, not to mention the things Zhao Wanqing bought, Wen Xin also had a big package. The people in the car looked at each other a few times, with envy, jealousy, and greed in their eyes.

"Hey, what did these two little educated youths buy? It's so big. Let us big guys see it and open our eyes." An old lady stared at the two people's things and said.

"Nothing, it's just the luggage I packed before I came here. I couldn't bring it with me, so I mailed it. It's some clothes, bedding and stuff. It's cold here in the winter and I'm not frost-resistant, so I brought a few more things." Wen Xin looked at it. The people around him calmly explained.

"Then your family really loves you. How old are you this year? Where are you from?" An aunt asked.

When Wen Xin heard this, her heart skipped a beat, no, this person must have fallen in love with her.

His face remained calm as he replied, "I am 17 years old and my family is from Shandong."

"17, this is the age you can get married." The man's eyes lit up when he heard the age, and he added.

"I'm still young, and my family won't let me get married too early." Wen Xin replied with a fake smile on her face.

"Oh, I'm not young anymore. I was already married when I was your age." The man patted his thigh and said excitedly.

There was a barrage of curses in Wen Xin's heart. Why did you get married at the age of 17? You are still a minor. It's your business to get married, and I don't plan to get married. Besides, we have a completely unrelated relationship, and yet you are still worrying about my marriage. Who are you?

Although he was cursing in his heart, he remained calm on his face, "Those are all old ideas, aunt, we are in a new society and do not engage in arranged marriages. Besides, my family will arrange it for me when the time comes. Please worry about it."

After saying that, the aunt's face was a little distorted, maybe her wishful thinking failed, and she stopped talking after that.

After this little episode passed, Wen Xin thought about it seriously. She had never written this plot in the book. Why, was it because she had traveled through time that such a disgusting thing happened? Isn’t this bullying?

After finally reaching the entrance of the village, Wen Xin took Zhao Wanqing, picked up the package and hurried back to the Educated Youth Home.

Just as he was about to enter, Zhao Wanqing came over and whispered, "Wen Xin, you must not listen to the nonsense of the villagers. We cannot get married too early, and we cannot marry the villagers here. We will return to the city later."

Wen Xin looked at Zhao Wanqing seriously and nodded heavily for a long time, "Don't worry, I don't have any thoughts of getting married for the time being. You should also be careful, but don't follow the rules of the villagers."

Even though she said that, Wen Xin knew that Zhao Wanqing still married a villager in the book, even though he was a veteran.

After hearing her thoughts, Wen Xin couldn't help but wonder whether the setting in her book was good or not...