The Problem with Marrying Rich: Out of the Way, Ex Chapter 697 - Were There Any Guests Here?

Chapter 697: Were There Any Guests Here?

Next to the stationery store was a clothing store, only fifty to sixty square meters. It sold young people’s clothes, men’s and women’s, but the style was not very good. The clothes were very cheap, the price of which were seldom marked over one hundred yuan. The T-s.h.i.+rts and s.h.i.+rts of boys’ style even cost 39 yuan each.

He Xiyan looked at these clothes in surprise and then touched them, the quality of which was really not so good. However, they were indeed unexpectedly cheap. After all, in her impression, it was 2022 now. Even if they were poor quality, a suit of clothes would cost at least hundreds of yuan.

She flipped over the clothes and finally chose a blue T-s.h.i.+rt and a white s.h.i.+rt, all men’s.

She took the clothes and compared them with Chen Jiahang. He was in excellent shape. As long as the s.h.i.+rts were not short, they would match him well.

Seeing that she was actually buying clothes for him, Chen Jiahang hurriedly shook his hands and stood aside.

“I have clothes, Yanyan. You just buy clothes for yourself.” He quickly took out his pen to write, fearing that she would really buy clothes for him. He didn’t need. As long as his clothes were not totally worn out, he could continue to wear them. Besides, they only had a little money, so they couldn’t spend it casually. After all, they still needed to keep it for their babies.

He Xiyan grinned, but had already paid for them.

After buying the clothes, she asked Chen Jiahang take her around in the town. There were no parks or any entertainment places, except for schools and shops.

Originally, she wondered whether she could find a job here, but now it seemed impossible. Being a school teacher required official examination, so she couldn’t make it. Besides, she didn’t know which school she had graduated from, or whether she had a diploma or not. Without a diploma, it would be difficult for her to find a job.

“Jiahang, show me around in your county some day.” On the way back, He Xiyan sat in the back seat of the bicycle and suggested so.

Chen Jiahang was riding a bicycle and couldn’t answer her question. He, however, suddenly appeared somewhat tense. He nearly failed the pedal and caused them to fall into the farmland.

“Be careful.” He Xiyan reminded. Seeing him behaving like this suddenly, she knew that he must be afraid of her taking the opportunity to run away. What a fool.

After another two hours, they two returned to their home in Beiling group, Mang village.

However, as soon as they arrived at the door, He Xiyan felt something obviously wrong.

There were two people standing at the door, a young man in white and a woman in her fifties.

He Xiyan could not name those two people, but felt somewhat familiar, as if they had met at the village entrance today.

He Xiyan watched them vigilantly, doubtful, while they looked at her with a strange look.

The man in a white T-s.h.i.+rt, especially, wore a weird smile, a black bag in hand.

“Jiahang, you just took your wife to buy things, right? So many things must have cost a lot.” It was a woman called Aunt Hua who was speaking.

She laughed out loud, walking in front of He Xiyan and looking her up and down.

Finally she nodded with satisfaction.

He Xiyan did not know why she looked at her like this. She took a few steps backward and stood behind Chen Jiahang. Intuition told her that the two people did not mean well, either to rob or to borrow money.

Chen Jiahang smiled and made an invitation gesture. Then he opened the door of the hall and brought some chairs for the villagers sit down, and then poured each of them a gla.s.s of water.