Sanwang had sharp eyes. Seeing how close they were, they must have been holding hands just now.
Because the children had gone off to explore, Han Qingsong found that he and his wife were the only two left, so he took her for a stroll. The two of them walked along the street and bought some candied haws.
Although he kept silent, Lin Lan knew that this was to satisfy her requirement for dating a boyfriend.
Seeing all the children coming over, they went to buy a Feiyan brand sewing machine, spending a total of 155 Yuan. They also bought some needles, threads and other accessories.
Erwang and Maisui picked their favourite books, feeling both happy and regretful.
That’s how it is when buying things. One would think that they had sufficient money for what they wanted only to see something better. The struggle of making a choice was inevitable to all who wanted to acquire something. In the end, everyone would usually sigh, getting the next best thing with the amount of money they could afford to spend.
It was already evening when the sewing machine was brought back and everyone in the village was busy preparing dinner.
As soon as they heard that Lin Lan’s family had bought a sewing machine, many people dropped what they were doing to see what kind of machine it was.
When Han Qingsong first brought delicious food back, some people were jealous. But when he kept bringing more and more good items home, the villagers were all past the point of mere jealousy.
He brought back coal and enjoyed a barbecue. Then, he bought a truckload of grain, oil, rice and noodles. But apparently, as if that wasn’t enough, they now had a sewing machine.
Many people find that without even realising it, the shrew they originally looked down on had been living a prosperous life that they couldn’t keep up with.
Some people have no choice but to be jealous and say mean things.
“Look, the position of Director is not for nothing. He has reaped so many benefits in just a few months.”
“And that woman, she used to make a lot of stuff from jumping into the river and hanging herself to drinking pesticides. Now look at her— she’s sending her children to school and doing publicity work. It’s almost as if she’s a completely different person.”
“It seems that everyone has their own destiny.”
There was a little girl who could have been more than 12 years old among the crowd. With dirty blonde hair and a delicate face, she stood on her tiptoes and looked on curiously.
She first glanced at the sewing machine before her eyes moved back and forth between Han Qingsong and Lin Lan with an incredible gaze in her eyes.
Another girl in simple and clean clothes came over and took her hand, “Caihua, what are you looking at?”
“Yanyan, look, Director Han’s family bought a sewing machine.”
Yanyan stood on her tiptoes to look as well and Han Qingsong happened to direct his gaze towards them. His serious and cold expression made her a little scared, “Their family is really powerful.”
“But that’s the highest it can go; you will be better than them,” The girl named Caihua curled her lips with a look of disdain.
Yanyan’s face turned red with embarrassment and she quickly asked her friend to stop spewing nonsense lest the others tease them for it. How can her, a little girl from a poor family, compare with Director Han?
Caihua said seriously, “I won’t lie to you.”