Sweet Wife in My Arms

Chapter 993 The Phone Is Really Broken

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She only roughly knew that she was in Nanshi, and Nanshi was very far from Haishi. Even if she took a plane, it would take seven or eight hours, and there was no direct flight, so she had to transfer. If she took a train, it would take nearly forty hours, two days and two nights. As for how long the car would take, she didn't know yet. It might take several days on the road, or even ten days or half a month. She only had 70 yuan on her, which was far from enough.

Half a month later, because there were many people getting a haircut, she saved enough eggs for a basket. In addition, the chickens in Changsheng's house had eaten more recently, and the food was good, so these hens could lay five or six eggs a day. After saving for half a month, there were hundreds of eggs, which was almost enough for a basket.

But the weather seems to be colder, maybe it's a late spring cold, so the weather these days has not been very good, cold and freezing. Although it's not freezing, the wind blowing on the face is almost like a sharp knife, cutting the skin again and again, and it also brings the kind of pain that is like tearing the skin.

Yan Huan wrapped her face with a piece of cloth, still revealing a pair of eyes. The wind blew her eyes and she couldn't open them. She stretched out her hand and blocked the wind in front of her with the back of her hand, but her fingers were almost numb from the cold.

It wasn't until they walked for a while, maybe because of the activity, it was not so cold, but the cold blowing on the body was still biting.

Yan Huan and Changsheng went directly to the restaurant. It was just right. As soon as they entered, they were seen by the chef.

"You came at the right time," the chef said with a smile, "I was just talking about you guys. When can you come and deliver the eggs? Everyone says that your eggs are generally delicious and more tender than ordinary eggs. I'm waiting for your eggs."

"Do you still need eggs? We still have a lot of eggs in our village." Changsheng is really an honest man. Now he thinks that not only have his eggs been sold, but the people in the village also need them.

"Yes, of course, as many as you can get," the chef smiled and took the basket of eggs, "If you can guarantee that they are all fresh local eggs like the eggs in your home, then we will all take them."

"Same, all the same," Changsheng nodded quickly, "They are all raised by the villagers themselves, that is, eggs within the past half month, very fresh."

"Then let them bring it," the chef had asked people to weigh the eggs, and they were still bought from local chickens at five yuan per catty, which was indeed very cheap. Nowadays, ordinary eggs are sold for three and a half yuan. With the word "local", it is worth one and a half yuan. And Yan Huan knew that these real local eggs were worth seven or eight yuan, but the people in the village were uneducated and regarded their eggs as ordinary eggs. In fact, their eggs were pollution-free, but there was no good way to eliminate them, so they were always sold cheaply.

Although the price given by the restaurant was not too high, it was much better than those sold outside, and as long as there were eggs in the future, they could be sent here directly, and there was no need to spend a long time sitting there to sell them.

Changsheng quickly called all the villagers over. They were all wearing old clothes and had simple faces. Facing these expectant and nervous faces, no one would dislike them.

"I'll go out for a while and come back soon."

Yan Huan said to Changsheng. She calculated the time. It would take some time to weigh and calculate the money, and she should be able to make it in time.

"Be careful," Changsheng wanted to go with her, but Yan Huan didn't let him. He could only say this, but he was very nervous in his heart.

"Don't worry, I know the way," Yan Huan nodded to Changsheng, then wrapped the cloth on her face tightly, turned around and walked out of the restaurant. When she arrived at the store she called, she hesitated and walked over. This time, it was not the boss sitting in the store, but a woman.

She took the phone, still nervous, and a lot of cold sweat broke out in the palm of her hand holding the phone. She almost couldn't hold the phone. She dialed the number carefully with trembling fingers, and looked at the small number display. It was indeed this number, and she didn't dial the wrong number.

However, when the mechanical voice still came from the phone, she felt her heart hurt again, and tears rolled down.

"Hello, the number you dialed is not available."

She put down the phone and didn't dial another number, because it would be useless to dial it. The same empty number, the same inability to contact. She turned around, her feet on the ground, and they were also unusually heavy.

It doesn't matter, she told herself, haven't we decided to take a bus back? The phone can be changed. The number can also be changed, but the home cannot be changed.

The uncle looked at Qinghua in the story. In order to go home, he picked up rags and slept on the streets. But she is at least better than Qinghua. She knows where her home is, she has not lost her memory, and she does not need to pick up rags.

She touched her chest. She saw a jewelry store. She didn't know if they would accept her ring and necklace. The necklace was not valuable, but the ring was valuable. When Lu Yi bought the ring, it was more than 500,000 yuan. It was a real South African diamond. She didn't know how much it could be sold for. She thought that as long as it could be sold for 10,000 yuan, it would be enough for her trip home.

As soon as she left, two men came over. One of them was not someone else, but the owner of this store, the one who almost strangled Yan Huan's finger with the phone last time.

"Look, the man pointed at the phone. My phone was installed. I haven't charged a dime in the past few days. Whoever dials it will get an empty number. You have to give us an explanation, right?"

The man picked up the phone and checked it for a long time. Then he said, "It's a problem with the phone. It appears to be pressed, but it is not pressed in fact. So the number dialed is always missing one digit. What else can it be if it is not an empty number?"

Yan Huan has been standing in front of the jewelry store for a long time.

Maybe this place, and only this place, can be said to be more upscale. At the very least, it has a transparent glass door and the lights inside the door are very bright. At a glance, compared with other places, it can be said to be magnificent.

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