After they left, the Xiao family also took their leave. The last ones to leave were the Pan family’s relatives.
Under their relentless pleading, Pan Meijia could only distribute some face masks among them. Even though each relative received only one face mask, there were only five masks left in the bag by the time they were done.
Watching the relatives take the masks, Bai Xue’er felt a pang of frustration and unwillingness in her heart. These relatives were like a flock of opportunistic vultures, always looking to take advantage of her family.
"Chiyan, Xue’er, it’s getting late. Just stay here tonight and head back tomorrow," Mother Pan suggested.
Since his son, Pan Shiwu, was staying with his maternal grandparents, Pan Chiyan didn’t have to worry about his son’s well-being. So, he nodded and said, "We will do as Mother says."
The Pan family returned to their home, feeling exhausted. Since Pan Chiyan’s room was being used to store the betrothal gifts, he decided to share a room with Pan Chimu, while Bai Xue’er would stay with Pan Meijia.
After showering, Pan Meijia took out the face masks and said, "Sister-in-law, let’s try these face masks before bed."
Looking at the cotton sheets, Bai Xue’er asked, "Jiajia, are this good stuff?"
"Sister-in-law, these are not only good stuff, but amazing stuff ah! Sister-in-law, let me tell you, these masks could sell for 15 yuan each on the black market," Pan Meijia whispered.
Hearing the price, Bai Xue’er gasped and looked at the masks in disbelief. After counting on her fingers for a moment, she exclaimed, "Jiajia, why did you give so many to our relatives? You are wasting Jueyu’s generosity!"
Pan Meijia dropped her head like a wilting frozen eggplant and replied, "Sister-in-law, I didn’t have much choice. I tried to refuse, but you saw how persistent they were. Do you think we could have sent them away without giving them the masks?"
Bai Xue’er sighed in silence, acknowledging the truth in her words. Those shameless relatives might have stayed overnight just to get what they wanted if they had been refused.
Sensing her sister-in-law’s frustration, Pan Meijia quickly tried to lighten the mood.
"Sister-in-law, don’t worry. Jueyu said most of the ingredients for the masks were either grown by her or foraged by her husband in the mountains. She only spent money on the cotton fabric," she said with a grin.
Examining the fabric, Bai Xue’er remarked, "Well, this material is better quality than what your brother got as a reward last year. It must be quite expensive."
Nodding enthusiastically, Pan Meijia added, "They are also experts at raising pigs and growing vegetables. On the distribution day, the production team slaughtered 20 pigs raised by Brother Yun and his brothers. Each pig weighed over 300 kilograms, and they earned a lot of work points." freeweɓnovēl.coɱ
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