In the courtyard, everyone is afraid of the little boy who is so smart!

Wang Jianguo said, with a hint of anticipation in his eyes.

"This supply and marketing cooperative has a wide variety of items. The director works here and is very enthusiastic. Every time I come here, he can help me pick out useful and affordable items. I must have a good look today."

He Yushui and Cheng Hai responded, their eyes constantly looking into the supply and marketing cooperative, imagining the shopping scene in their minds, and waiting for the moment the door opened with joy.

The sunlight shines on them, casting three silhouettes full of hope and vitality. A new day seems to have opened a beautiful chapter.

The cold wind at the end of the year is a little chilly, gently blowing through the streets and alleys, as if reminding people that the year is coming to an end.

The trees on both sides of the street have long lost their lush greenery, leaving only bare branches, shivering in the wind.

At this moment, Wang Jianguo felt as if a heavy stone was pressing on his heart, his brows were furrowed, and his eyes were full of anxiety.

There are many matters at Jianye Farm waiting for him to deal with when he returns, as the end of the year is approaching.

Everyone on the farm was looking forward to this batch of goods, so he had to race against time and rush back to the farm with the goods so that everyone could spend the New Year with peace of mind.

Wang Jianguo paced back and forth at the door of the supply and marketing cooperative, standing on tiptoe from time to time to look into the distance, and kept muttering:

"Why hasn't the director come yet? We can't afford to waste time."

He Yushui and Cheng Hai, who were standing nearby, could also deeply feel his anxiety. Although they did not say anything, there was also a hint of worry in their eyes.

Just when Wang Jianguo was extremely anxious, a crisp bicycle bell sounded from the street corner not far away.

"Ding-ling-ling, ding-ling-ling..." The sound was particularly harsh in the quiet morning, but it instantly perked up Wang Jianguo.

He looked carefully and saw that it was Cuiping, riding her half-worn Forever brand bicycle, rushing over in a hurry.

Cuiping was wearing a blue cloth jacket that had become a little pale from washing today, and her hair was still neatly short.

A few strands of hair on her forehead were a little messy due to the wind, but her face was filled with a warm smile.

There was a small bamboo basket tied to the back seat of the car, which swayed slightly as the car bumped along.

Seeing this, Wang Jianguo quickly stood up and realized that he had been squatting on the ground for a long time and was covered in dust.

He quickly raised his hand, patted the dirt off his body, straightened the corners of his clothes, and walked towards Cuiping with big strides.

"Sister Cuiping, I've finally got you here!"

Wang Jianguo walked up to Cuiping, with a flattering smile on his face and a bit of urgency in his voice, and said:

"You know, it's almost the end of the year, and there's a lot to do on the farm. Everyone is eagerly waiting for this batch of goods to be brought back to prepare for the New Year."

"So I brought them here early this morning, just to take a quick look at the goods. If there is no problem, we have to set off back to Jianye Farm immediately. We really can't afford to delay this time. Please bear with me."

As he spoke, Wang Jianguo's eyes were full of earnestness, and he rubbed his hands unconsciously, as if this would make Cuiping feel his urgency.

Na Cuiping parked the bicycle neatly, untied the bamboo basket on the back seat, raised her head, looked at Wang Jianguo's anxious face, and smiled and comforted him:

"Jianguo, I understand. Don't worry. I've hurried over here. The goods are ready and I'll make sure you're satisfied. Let's go in and take a look."

As she spoke, she was about to walk inside. Wang Jianguo's feet seemed to be nailed to the ground of the supply and marketing cooperative. His lips trembled slightly, and he seemed to be hesitant to speak.

He subconsciously clenched the corner of his clothes, his knuckles turned white from the force, and his face was full of confusion and anxiety.

After a moment, he seemed to finally muster up the courage, his throat rolled with difficulty, and his body paused slightly.

At this moment, the pale incandescent light in the supply and marketing cooperative shone on his slightly weathered face, outlining his deep wrinkles and furrowed brows.

The noisy voices around seemed to fade away in an instant, and Wang Jianguo only felt the deafening sound of his own heartbeat.

He raised his head slightly, avoiding Cuiping's inquiring gaze, his eyes showing a hint of helplessness and earnestness, his lips trembling, and he spoke awkwardly:

"Sister Cuiping, you see, all year long, everyone is looking forward to the New Year."

"The villagers of Jianye Farm work diligently on weekdays, getting up early and working late, hoping to have a few good meals at the end of the year and spend a comfortable and lively year."

Speaking of this, Wang Jianguo's eyes became slightly red, and the simple smiling faces of the villagers and the figures sweating in the fields involuntarily emerged in his mind.

He took a deep breath, calmed down a little, and then said:

"It's almost the New Year, and I'm feeling anxious. The meat and eggs in our supply and marketing cooperative are good stuff, rare items."

"I was thinking, can we...can we give our farm some of it? Even if it's just a small portion, it can add a few more delicious dishes to the villagers' New Year's Eve dinner table and make the children happy."

Wang Jianguo's voice became lower and lower, and the embarrassment on his face became more and more intense. He lowered his head slightly, and his toes unconsciously scratched the ground, like a child who had made a mistake.

"I know that this is definitely not in compliance with the rules of the supply and marketing cooperative. I don't have that much quota on hand, and I know that."

He raised his hands and rubbed his face vigorously, trying to wipe away the embarrassment on his face, but his eyes became more determined.

"But, Sister Cuiping, as long as I can help the villagers have a good New Year, I am willing to pay more. Really, please be kind and see if you can make an exception, okay?"

Wang Jianguo's words were spoken with true feelings, and every word seemed to carry warmth. The air around them seemed to become solemn because of his sincerity.

Na Cuiping stood aside, listening quietly, her facial expression changed and she fell into deep thought.

After Wang Jianguo finished speaking, the air seemed to freeze a little. He lowered his head slightly, and clasped his hands nervously in front of him.

His fingers were picking at each other unconsciously, his lips were pursed into a straight line, and beads of sweat on his forehead were sparkling under the light.

Time seemed to stand still at this moment. The only sounds left in the entire supply and marketing cooperative were people's gentle conversations and the occasional sound of goods being moved.

Wang Jianguo just stood there quietly, staring at Cuiping without blinking, waiting for her reply anxiously and expectantly.

Every passing second was extremely tormenting for him, and his heartbeat echoed violently in his chest, as if it was about to burst through his chest.

Na Cuiping stood aside, taking in Wang Jianguo's embarrassment and anticipation. The corners of her mouth rose slightly, revealing an understanding smile.

She took a step forward, walked lightly to Wang Jianguo's side, raised her hand, and patted Wang Jianguo's shoulder gently with a bit of intimacy and comfort.