90s good wife

Chapter 11 Taking the bus back to the city

"I'll take the 07:30 bus to the county seat. Besides the three gifts, I'll bring this basket of vegetables to Mom."

When I was looking for a farmer to buy vegetables yesterday, Su Hao deliberately bought more.

Ye Jianhua frowned: "This is not a valuable thing, what to do with it."

Su Hao chuckled: "Parents are usually busy with business, so they don't have time to grow these vegetables and fruits."

"I ate these flavors yesterday and they all tasted good. I wanted to bring some to my parents."

"Although it is not a valuable thing, it is also my little care."

Ye Jianhua didn't have much to say now, his daughter-in-law wanted to please her parents, and he agreed.

But who his parents are, no one knows better than him.

These worthless things are a fart in their eyes.

It's not that he speaks ill of his parents, it's just that his parents are really mercenary.

However, he couldn't tell Su Hao these words.

Ye Jianhua nodded and said:
"Today is the holiday, if my mother speaks badly, don't quarrel with her."

Su Hao agreed.

The mother-in-law Zhang Guihua, she knew enough in her previous life.

She would definitely look down on such a small amount of vegetables and fruits, and go back and say that she can't escape with a few words.

But this time is different, except for these cheap gadgets.

She also brought four boxes of gifts and 30 yuan. The mother-in-law will not look too bad on her for the sake of the money.

Su Hao decided to live a good life with Ye Jianhua in this life, so that they would not quarrel with Ye Jianhua like in his previous life.

It was her wish that she brought these vegetables there. No matter what her mother-in-law thought, she would do what she should do in her life.

Ye Jianhua has to go to the store for business at 07:30.

Glancing at his watch, he didn't have time to send his mother to the station. After eating, he told her to leave.

Su Hao estimated the time and quickly cleaned up the house.

He put Ye Mengmeng's rations into the white sack, picked up the basket, locked the doors and windows, and left the place where he lived.

Ye Jianhua also has the key to his residence, and all the meals are ready, and he can eat after heating up when he comes back at noon.

The bus station is not far from where I live.

The unit where Ye Jianhua works, the state-owned store, also known as the supply and marketing cooperative, is located in the center of the village.

These days, the bus stations in the village are not as well-equipped as later generations.

It was just an open space, with three buses parked scatteredly.

The shuttle bus is not as big as later generations, there is no air-conditioning fan inside, and the exterior looks very dilapidated.

There was a strong smell of diesel in the distance.

Getting on the bus to buy a ticket, Su Hao didn't come too early, so he didn't get a seat by the window while holding Mengmeng.

Maybe because of the bad smell in the air, Ye Mengmeng started to cry.

Su Hao hurriedly untied the cloth pocket and took out her feeding bottle.

It was filled with milk paste, for fear that she would be sick and spit milk, Su Hao didn't give Mengmeng anything to eat in the morning.

The milk paste in the bottle is only half a bottle, just for Mengmeng to coax her mouth.

"Master, what time is it?" The child was crying, and Su Hao wished to drive quickly.

The master glanced at his watch: "There are still a few minutes, wait a little longer."

These days, people have to rely on shuttle buses to get into the city. There is no such thing as a private car in the countryside.

After a while, the car was full of people.

Many villagers came to the city with big bags and small bags, some carried poles, and some even brought chickens, ducks and poultry.

The air was filled with the smell of excrement and sweat, Su almost felt sick.

There are not many passengers today, and most of them are at home for the holidays.

If it was during the Spring Festival, the entire carriage would be crowded with people. Su Hao had experienced many such scenes in his previous life.

(End of this chapter)