Peerless pastoral little green plum

Chapter 130 Waiting for You to Buy Silk
The three quilts were packed in a large sack, carried by Wang Mudan on her shoulders, and the fabrics were wrapped in an old cloth and held by Yao Huahua.

Although the quilt was folded and squeezed, it was still swollen when carried on the shoulders, and it was not difficult to see that it was a quilt.

When the mother and daughter returned to the village, they met some villagers, who were very surprised: "Ah, Second Aunt Yao, why did you buy so many things?"

Wang Mudan didn't shy away from it, just smiled and said, "Yes, it's getting cold, let's add some quilts."

The villagers became curious: "I heard that you all went to the town to sell wooden toys recently, can those things make money?"

"I can't make much money. If I buy a quilt, I will have no money," Wang Mudan said modestly.

In this village, flaunting one's wealth is to be cast aside.

The mother and daughter went back to the yard carrying their things like this, only to meet the eldest aunt who had gone to the field to pick vegetables. When the eldest aunt saw the big bags of Wang Mudan and Yao Huahua, she couldn't help putting down the vegetables and came over and asked, "Where are you? What did you buy?"

Wang Mudan has already answered many villagers' questions, and it is rare for her to maintain a good temper: "Just a few quilts for the winter."

The eldest aunt wanted to see what happened, so she followed Wang Mudan into the house, and said, "What kind of quilt did you buy, let me have a look at it, and I will go to the town to buy some beds some other day."

Wang Mudan took the quilt out of the sack and spread it out on the bed. The aunt felt it here and pressed it there, pressing and saying, "You should buy the cheap quilt, right? I heard The wife of the village chief said that there are several prices for cotton quilts. One is a quilt sewn with coarse cloth like yours. For sheets, the cotton is finely beaten, light and warm, and there is another kind of silk, which is a first-class product..."

The eldest aunt's tone was very sour, and in short, she belittled other people's things for nothing, as if the things in her house were very good.

Wang Mudan felt very uncomfortable when she heard this, and said, "How can our house compare to yours? We just need to build what we have. Sister-in-law, when are you going to buy silk?"

Yao Huahua laughed and chimed in: "Auntie has money, so I'll buy it tomorrow."

Wang Mudan continued: "Then ask me to touch it when I bought it. I have never seen that silk quilt in my life."

Yao Huahua: "I want to touch it too!"

"Well..." The eldest aunt came over without thinking and devalued other people's things to nothing, so she couldn't buy the cheapest one too, and said, "Then I'll turn around and I'll talk to our rich second daughter." The rich and the third rich have a discussion, let’s see what to buy, maybe they really agreed to buy silk for me.”

The eldest aunt smiled, but she felt a little guilty when she heard it.

Yao Huahua is now a little sharp-tongued, and she smiled again: "My cousin is filial, I will definitely buy it, I am waiting to touch it."

Aunt: "..."

If you don't buy it, won't you be unable to come to Taiwan?

Seeing that the mother and daughter had bought so many things, Yao Tieshu came over happily. He didn't care what grade his aunt said, as long as it was new, it was better than the old ones at home.

After Yao Tieshu touched the quilt, he saw the newly bought fabrics again, and said happily again: "Hey, there is also some fabrics. Are you going to make cotton sweaters for winter?"

"Yes," Wang Mudan said with a smile, "this time everyone has a share, and each person makes two sets."

(End of this chapter)