When I reach 70, I will marry the richest man in the village

Wan Li hasn't come out of the warehouse yet.

Fang Xiaohong and the others had just finished shopping, mainly because the supplies they bought were not in short supply, so they were quick and not slow at all.

"Aunt, sister-in-law, Xiao Luo, we have bought it."

"Auntie, Xiaoyi, let's go to the post office to send the letter first."

"By the way, Auntie, when will you be back?! Where will we meet?!"

None of them asked Aunt Zhou and Luo Wanyi what they wanted to buy. They only came over to say hello and asked when they would return to the production team so that they could go together.

Of course Luo Wanyi didn't know when she could go back, so she had to look at her old aunt.

Aunt Zhou secretly calculated in her mind and reserved some time for the female educated youths when they might go to a state-owned restaurant to eat or buy things.

"About three hours later, at 11:30 noon, wait under the tree on the road from the commune back to the production team."

It takes an hour to walk back, so we arrive home around 12:30, just in time for lunch.

If they hadn't eaten the noodles cooked by Luo Wanyi and finished last, Aunt Zhou would have rushed home at eleven o'clock.

Fang Xiaohong and the others calculated the time in their minds and felt that 11:30 was a great time. Some of them could make it in time to pack something at the state-owned hotel and go back. They were immediately very happy and nodded in agreement.

Then, they took the things they bought, said goodbye to Aunt Zhou, Luo Wanyi and the others and rushed to the post office.

"Xiao Luo, my aunt will accompany you to the post office later to ask if there is any letter from you."

The female educated youths left, and Aunt Zhou reached out and patted Luo Wanyi's arm and told her.

Luo Wanyi smiled at her and nodded gratefully.

After a while, Wan Li came out of the warehouse with a bunch of things. She first put the things under the counter, then brought up the cloth and put it on the counter.

"Auntie, Xiao Luo, what do you think of this cloth?!"

There is absolutely no problem with the cloth. The main reason is that it has been intercepted internally by them. They keep it for themselves. Anyway, there is no need to worry about selling the cloth.

Every time it is sold to the society, a small portion will be kept for internal digestion or for the convenience of relatives and friends.

This piece of cloth has a dark blue plaid, which is really good as a quilt cover.

However, this cloth is only enough to make one side, and cannot be used to make two sides into a quilt cover, so the other side must be matched.

"Mom, this cloth is so good."

Lin Qimei fell in love with this piece of cloth at a glance. She liked it. If it were given to her...

Not to mention Lin Qimei, even Luo Wanyi thought the cloth was quite tasteful and would look great as a quilt cover.

"This is cotton."

Wan Li said in a low voice, and looked around cautiously. Fortunately, not many people came to the supply and marketing cooperative recently, and it would be bad if they were not seen.

"Comrade Wan, we want this piece. We have to ask you to leave some more cloth next time. There is still some left."

Aunt Zhou also knew what was going on here, so she took action quickly, not to cause trouble to Wan Li.

Wan Li had already measured the size in the warehouse. She quickly reported the number and stuffed the cloth to Aunt Zhou.

The two people moved very quickly. In just a blink of an eye, the cloth was put into the back pocket, and the money and cloth tickets were in Wan Li's hands. This speed was faster than a thief.

However, there was not much cotton, only about two kilograms, so Aunt Zhou gave him money and cotton coupons.

The most important things, cloth and cotton, have been bought. If there is not enough, Wanli will secretly keep it for them after the supply and marketing cooperative restocks it.

"Ronald, do you need to buy anything else?!"

Wan Li looked at Luo Wanyi, who had been silent, and asked her with a smile.

The more she looked at this girl, the more she liked her. She was a little thin, but she was still much better than those widows and girls who couldn't get married.

Originally, she was worried about Zhou Huainan's marriage, but now that she saw Luo Wanyi, she felt relieved.

What kind of pot should be matched with what kind of lid.

For such a wise and good man like Captain Zhou, Guan Meiling would not be the biggest loss in her life. She was just waiting to see what kind of woman this woman could find. Could she find a better man than Zhou Huainan? !

(Jimei friends, March [-]rd is the day for us to sweep the tomb. After sweeping the tomb, we will work hard to update the house. Please be sure to support this book! I wish everyone a happy holiday!)