Transfer Fubao four and a half years old

"Everyone, please come back first. My son and the head of the case are classmates. Mrs. Yan usually can't invite her over. When she comes, she has to come to my house to sit down and have tea."

Mrs. Chen saw that there were only a few people there, so she immediately rescued them.

"Sister, let's go. It's better to come early than to come by chance. Since you are already at my door, it is fate. Please come in and have a sip of tea."

After saying this, without waiting for Grandma Yan to agree, she said hello to the boy and the mother-in-law in the shop, picked up Fu Bao and walked in. At the same time, she picked up several kinds of pastries and candies from the shop and stuffed them into Fu Bao's pocket. In arms.

Fu Bao said happily: "Grandma Chen is the best, thank you grandma."

The little mouth is sweeter than usual at home, as if he has met such a good relative without even noticing.

Grandma Yan and Yan Qinghua had no choice but to say a few apologetic words to the neighbors before following in.

The shop in the front is quite spacious, and there are a lot of dazzling things in the shop. It employs two boys and a woman in total, so I think the business is usually pretty good.

At the back is a two-entry courtyard, which is somewhat similar to their family's house in Daqiao Town, except that it is slightly narrower and does not have as many rooms.

Mrs. Chen ushered them into the main hall of the front yard, and the woman who had followed them to the county government office that day came out and served them tea.

"I didn't have to thank you and your family yesterday. On the way back, Dean Gao analyzed the specific case of Chang'er and your son with me.

They all say that Chang'er can definitely clear up the injustice. This big stone in my heart finally fell away. Otherwise I don't know what to do.

I have worked hard to be a widow for more than ten years, and my son finally has some potential. If something goes wrong, I will not have the shame to meet the ancestors of the Chen family. "

As soon as Grandma Yan put down her tea cup, Mrs. Chen held her hand and thanked her loudly.

"How do you say thank you? The two fathers and sons didn't help much. I always feel that if bad people do too many bad things, they will definitely be punished. The legal network is very open and there will be no omissions. No one will be let go, so you can Just wait for your son to come back safely."

"Thank you for your kind words, thank you for your kind words, I hope everyone is safe."

Mrs. Chen and Grandma Yan hit it off immediately, especially knowing that Yan Yongning was dragged down by similar things and almost missed the scientific examination, they felt sympathy for each other.

Fu Bao didn't care about anything after he had something to eat. He sat quietly next to his aunt and watched her play with strings.

"Is this your daughter? She's so handsome. She's more than ten years old?"

Mrs. Chen couldn't help but look at Yan Qinghua a few more times because she spoke out to help her.

"This is my little girl from Tsinghua University. She will be fifteen after the Chinese New Year."

Mrs. Chen looked at Yan Qinghua with great approval: "He has a good temper and is not afraid of getting into trouble at all."

"She's okay. She's diligent and filial, but she has a character that refuses to admit defeat. Her father even thinks it's a pity that she's a girl. She's been studying with her father since she was a child. She's very smart, otherwise she should be able to become a scholar."

Mrs. Chen occasionally looked at Yan Qinghua, who was calm and expressionless across from her, with a thoughtful look.

After sitting for a while, Grandma Yan said: "We are following his father and his wife this time, and we also want to buy some fabrics or something. I won't disturb you after drinking this cup of tea."

After briefly talking about the fabrics he wanted to buy, he stood up to leave.

"What's the trouble? I'm not usually needed in the shop. To buy fabrics, just go to Xianshufang nearby. I'm familiar with it. As you just said, it's a lot to buy. If I take you there, you can get a discount.

I asked my mother-in-law to cook lunch, and after a while I bought cloth and came back to my place for a quick meal. After all, the two of them were in charge of lunch at the county school. "

"Why bother you, let's forget it? It's already troublesome enough for you to take us to buy cloth."

Grandma Yan felt that Mrs. Chen was really too polite. She felt embarrassed and wanted to refuse.

"No matter what, if you don't eat, you will look down on me. Sister, please give me some face because the two children are classmates."

Grandma Yan looked at her awkwardly, but finally agreed.

Mrs. Chen asked them to sit down first and went to the backyard to arrange for her mother-in-law to cook before taking them out.

"Why are you so polite, Madam Chen? We are usually at home, and half a bowl of porridge and a steamed bun are enough for lunch. If you are so busy, just prepare a simple meal for us. There is no need to make it too complicated."

"No trouble, no trouble. I'll ask my mother-in-law to buy two more vegetables. I've been very upset these past two days. I didn't eat much last night, so I just want to have a meal with me."

What Mrs. Chen said was very natural and not artificial at all, making people feel comfortable listening to it.

Their home is only a few steps away from Xianshufang, and they walked there in a short time.

A circle of people gathered around the front door of the shop. Grandma Yan said: "Business in the county is really easy. Customers lined up at the door early in the morning."

"No! I'm afraid something might have happened."

This is not usually the case. Madam Chen said as she pushed forward to find out.

Fu Bao's ears stood up, like a puppy, as if he heard Yinzi's voice.

"Madam boss, you'd better take this cloth. We can't help you even after traveling thousands of miles to bring it here."

The four men with southern accents at the door were dark and thin, with sad faces that almost made them kneel down.

"Then I really can't help you. These are real money matters, and they can't be solved by just giving you a few mouthfuls of food.

Originally, the contract was signed in early September, but now you just signed it in late October. It’s good that I don’t charge liquidated damages as stipulated. "

The proprietress is a middle-aged woman, she speaks crisply, but she is very shrewd, and she is not a bad person. She is justified in not accepting the goods, otherwise why do we need a contract?

"There was a reason why we were late. We met two robbers on the road. When we were about 500 miles away, two more trucks of goods were robbed by the victims. You can just collect the goods. Why don't you charge us the toll for the trip back? It’s all gone.”

There was a man in charge who looked like a steward at the door. His clothes were so dirty that the original color could not be seen. It seemed that he had suffered a lot along the way. He couldn't help but knelt down and cried. If he said he was not pitiful, he would be lying.

"I understand you, but our money didn't come from the strong wind. You should still think of ways to sell it back as soon as possible, otherwise it will be more difficult to walk on the road in winter."

"How are we going to sell it? It's all autumn fabrics, and there are ten cartloads of them." The other three southern men who were with us also cried.

"You also know that you can't sell autumn cloth now, right? In previous years, we could still sell a little bit at this time of year, but you see this year's drought, everyone can't eat, and everyone has money on hand to hoard food? Now I only sell winter cloth and cotton in the store every day, and my sales have dropped by more than half."

The landlady lost her patience, waved her hands and turned around to go in. There was really nothing she could do to help.