The Delicate Darling with Her Rough Man-Chapter 188 - 187: Absolutely Blood Brothers

Gu Jiaojiao looked at the large-denomination cloth ration tickets and the stack of cotton ration tickets in her hands.

"Where did you get these?"

These were rare items; most people weren’t willing to trade them away.

Leng Yuan didn’t hide it.

"Jianshe’s mother was saving them for when he gets married. I went and borrowed them. I’ll pay them back later."

Gu Jiaojiao was stunned.

’What a move.’

’Awesome.’

’He even gave you the cloth tickets he was saving for his wedding. You two must be really close.’

Gu Jiaojiao took the cloth and cotton tickets, ready to head to the County Town. Worried she didn’t have enough money, Leng Yuan gave her two more "Great Unity" bills.

Gu Jiaojiao tucked away the huge sum of several dozen yuan, feeling delighted.

’My man is so rich.’

After marrying Leng Yuan, he had received two manuscript payments—one for over twenty yuan, and another for over ten.

In this era, that amount was comparable to two months’ salary for a full-time worker at the textile factory, which was very impressive.

’Educated people really are different, making money just by moving a pen.’

Gu Jiaojiao had never been short on money before, but she still envied the way those writers earned a living.

However, some things just couldn’t be achieved through envy alone.

Some people are born with a talent for it, while others simply aren’t.

Gu Jiaojiao was one of the latter.

She could manage to write a school essay.

But to sit down and write articles with real ideological depth? She didn’t even have such profound thoughts herself, so how could she possibly write them?

So, all she could do was admire from afar.

It wasn’t just Gu Jiaojiao. If the other villagers knew about Leng Yuan’s manuscript fees, they’d be green with envy too.

Who wouldn’t be jealous of so much money!

Gu Jiaojiao felt pleased, but she knew she had to be discreet. Therefore, she couldn’t tell anyone about Leng Yuan’s manuscript fees.

’It’s better to get rich quietly. If other people found out, who knows how many pairs of eyes would be watching our family.’

Lost in her thoughts, Gu Jiaojiao reached the village entrance.

This time, there were quite a few people going to the County Town.

It was a good thing Gu Jiaojiao got there early, or there wouldn’t have been any seats.

Even so, there were still many people who hadn’t made it onto the oxcart in time.

Gu Jiaojiao glanced at the people on the oxcart. She only recognized Chen Xiaoli and Wu Cuizhi. She had seen the others around a few times but had never spoken to them.

The moment Wu Cuizhi saw Gu Jiaojiao, she silently scooted a little farther away.

Chen Xiaoli, however, greeted Gu Jiaojiao proactively when she saw her.

"Gu Zhiqing, heading to the county!"

Gu Jiaojiao got along well with Yu Fangfang. Knowing that Chen Xiaoli was Yu Fangfang’s sister-in-law, she also smiled and nodded.

"Yes! Are you going shopping too, Sister-in-law?"

Hearing this, Chen Xiaoli’s smile became a little strained.

"Yes! My sister-in-law is back and wants new blankets, so I’m going to buy some cotton cloth and batting."

Wu Cuizhi heard this and immediately understood. "No wonder they sent you. Your younger sister works at the textile factory in the County Town. Your sister-in-law is certainly getting a good deal."

She looked down on Xu Wenwan a little.

’She might be back from the city, so being a bit delicate is understandable.’

’But this is the countryside. Demanding to eat well, dress well, and use nice things all day, on top of going to the Educated Youth spot every day to find that Yun Zhiqing... She’s completely disregarding her reputation.’

’And yet the village chief is so protective of his daughter.’

As for why Wu Cuizhi knew all this so clearly, it was because she lived next door to the village chief.

Wu Cuizhi knew every little thing that happened at the village chief’s house.

There had been a noisy argument over there early this morning, but Wu Cuizhi hadn’t been able to hear what it was about. Now, hearing what Chen Xiaoli said, she spoke with disdain.

"That sister-in-law is way too high-maintenance."

"If there’s no special occasion in the family, no wedding, who has the spare cash to be buying all this stuff!"

The village chief’s family was a bit better off than others.

But they weren’t so wealthy that their daughter could come home and demand new blankets to sleep under.

It wasn’t just Wu Cuizhi; even some of the older aunties on the oxcart were left speechless.