The Peasant Wife Has a Space

It's not that the supply and marketing cooperatives and department stores have never sold cards, but she has never seen such a shiny and beautiful card like Zhao Xiulan's hands.

It looks like a diamond on it, shining in the sunlight.

"Sister Xiulan, this is for me?" Guo Caixia asked in disbelief.

Zhao Xiulan nodded and said, "Yes, sister-in-law, for you!"

"Yeah, this card is so beautiful! Sister Xiulan, don't you keep such a beautiful card and give it to me?" Guo Caixia didn't take the thing immediately, but continued to ask.

"Sister-in-law, I said that what I gave to you is naturally for you. I still have it here. You can take it!"

Zhao Xiulan said, and put the hairpin into Guo Caixia's hand.

She could see that Guo Caixia still liked this card issue very much.

This time Guo Caixia helped her a lot, and Zhao Xiulan thought about how to thank Guo Caixia. Now she does what she likes and gives Guo Caixia this gift. People are happy and naturally the best.

Although Guo Caixia is already the mother of several children, she is not too old.

Twenty, but less than thirty years old.

In this era, many people get married early and have children early.

In fact, no matter how old a woman is, as long as she is a woman, she loves beauty.

Guo Caixia is no exception!

Seeing such a beautiful hairpin in her hand, Guo Caixia couldn't put it down.

"Sister Xiulan, thank you, this card is so beautiful." Guo Caixia is really grateful. That's how women are, they can't hide their excitement when they encounter something they can't put down.

"Sister-in-law, why are you being polite to me? You still helped me!"

"Haha! You gave me such a beautiful card, and I'll be happy to help you no matter how big it is."

"Sister-in-law, don't look, I'll put it on for you?" Zhao Xiulan suggested.

"Okay, then you help me put it on."

Zhao Xiulan took the issuing card, pinned it to Guo Caixia, and then looked at it with satisfaction.

"Does it look good? Sister Xiulan!"

"It looks good, of course it looks good."

"Haha, then let's go!"

Zhao Xiulan drove the truck and drove in the direction of the Limiao production team according to the road pointed by Guo Caixia.

After driving for a little more than an hour, we finally arrived at the Limiao production team.

Guo Caixia was a little motion sick, so it was very uncomfortable to get in this car.

Seeing Guo Caixia looking like she wanted to vomit, Zhao Xiulan took out two oranges from the space, handed them to Guo Caixia, and said to Guo Caixia, "Sister-in-law, if you smell the oranges, you will feel better."

"Sister Xiulan, thank you!"

"Sister-in-law, you're welcome."

Jiang Cheng stared at Zhao Xiulan a few times, and always felt that the pocket of the little daughter-in-law was like a treasure chest, which could bring out a lot of good things.

These days, oranges are not easy to get, and I don't know where his little daughter-in-law got the oranges.

"What are you looking at? Want to eat oranges too?" Zhao Xiulan asked.

"Hey, Xiulan, do you still have it?"

"there's still one!"

Zhao Xiulan thought about it, took out another orange from her pocket, and handed it to Jiang Cheng.

Jiang Cheng peeled the orange and took a bite, his expression immediately contorted.

Oops, mom, it's so sour!

His teeth are getting sour

"Xiulan, this orange is so sour!"

"Bah, bah, bah!" Jiang Cheng hurriedly spit out the orange in his mouth, he couldn't take it for a moment.

Seeing Jiang Cheng's painful expression, Zhao Xiulan said a little apologetically, "Oh, I'm sorry, I forgot, this orange is sour!"