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Chapter 10: The Golden Finger Has Arrived!
Upon entering the main house, Su Ruanruan immediately saw Wang Maoni and Fu Chunshan sitting on the heated brick bed.
“You’re back!” Wang Maoni paused her sewing and ran the needle across her scalp. “What did you buy?”
“I bought quite a few things. A watch for Ruanruan, two pairs of shoes, some snacks, and pork. I also noticed that Ruanruan’s clothes are quite worn, so I bought some fabric for her to make new ones. There’s plenty of fabric—Mother, you can pick a few pieces for yourself.”
“I don’t need any.” Wang Maoni refused outright. “The cloth tickets you gave me are still there. Whenever I want new clothes, I can buy the fabric myself.”
Fu Wenjing nodded in agreement. “Mother, you should buy whatever fabric you like. If it’s not enough, when I return to the military unit, I’ll exchange some more cloth tickets and send them back to you.”
“You are a filial child, I know that.” Wang Maoni smiled warmly. “You both must be tired from running around all morning. Go back to your room and rest for a while. I’ll call you when it’s time to eat.”
“Alright! Here are some egg cakes, peach crisps, and glutinous rice sticks. If you and Father get hungry, have some first. Ruanruan and I will head back to our room now.”
Su Ruanruan had not spoken a single word from beginning to end and was simply pulled away by Fu Wenjing into the bedroom.
She had never had a mother-in-law before, but she had heard from others that relationships between mothers- and daughters-in-law were not always easy.
However, after spending the entire morning together, she realized that Wang Maoni was not difficult to get along with.
Or rather, Wang Maoni doted on Fu Wenjing so much that she had no intention of making things difficult for her at all.
Understanding this, Su Ruanruan felt even more satisfied as she looked at Fu Wenjing.
“Why are you looking at me like that, wife?”
Fu Wenjing suddenly leaned in close, catching Su Ruanruan off guard.
Seeing his face magnified several times in front of her, Su Ruanruan’s eyes widened in shock.
“Talk properly! Why are you getting so close?”
Su Ruanruan spoke as she backed away, but Fu Wenjing followed closely, closing the distance between them until they could feel each other’s breath.
“Didn’t you just say you wanted to taste whether my lips were sweet or not, wife? Now that no one else is around, you can give it a try!”
“Who said that?!”
That was obviously something Fu Wenjing had said himself!
Fu Wenjing let out a low chuckle, his voice clear and pleasant, with a hint of huskiness.
“They say husband and wife are one. So does it matter who said it?”
Was that really how it was supposed to be understood?
Before Su Ruanruan could retort, her lips were sealed by Fu Wenjing’s. She could only let out a muffled whimper.
Fortunately, Fu Wenjing still remembered that it was broad daylight and that lunch was about to be served. He did not take things too far and soon released her, allowing her to breathe freely again.
Gasping for air, Su Ruanruan shot him an annoyed glare, though it carried no real threat.
Fu Wenjing simply smiled at her, then stood up and retrieved a military-green duffel bag from the bedside cabinet. After rummaging through it for a moment, he pulled out an envelope and a bankbook.
“This is the cash I brought back. After today’s expenses, there’s still two hundred left. The rest of my savings are in the passbook.”
Since Fu Wenjing had already handed them over, Su Ruanruan didn’t put on any airs. She accepted them, examined them carefully, then closed them.
Just as she was about to speak, Fu Chunshan’s voice rang out from outside, calling for Fu Wenjing.
“Seventh, your Second Uncle is here. Come chat with him for a bit.”
Fu Wenjing got up. “Keep this safe. I’ll go talk to Second Uncle. You can come out when it’s time to eat.”
“Got it, go on!”
Fu Wenjing strode out briskly, casually closing the door behind him.
Su Ruanruan sat alone at the table, staring at the envelope and bankbook in her hands, her mind focused on one thing—where to store them?
It was no exaggeration to say that these were all the assets she and Fu Wenjing currently had, so they had to be kept safe.
If only she had a storage space!
If she could place these items inside a secure space, there would be no risk at all.
Thinking of this, Su Ruanruan couldn’t help but sigh. Everyone else who transmigrated seemed to have some kind of golden finger, yet she had nothing!
“Ding! Your Taobao has been activated.”
“!!!”
Her golden finger had arrived, albeit late?!
Did it really require her to think about it before it could be triggered?
If she had never thought about having one, would it have never appeared?
Su Ruanruan didn’t dwell on it for long.
How it appeared didn’t matter—what mattered was that it was here now.
Recalling the various novels she had read before, she easily accessed the panel of her Taobao
A transparent interface, floating in the void, appeared before her. It was identical to the Taobao app she had used before transmigrating.
Instead of getting distracted by the dazzling array of products, Su Ruanruan first clicked on her Fortune Shop balance to check her funds.
78,956.3 yuan.
Seeing the number, Su Ruanruan smiled.
This was definitely her Taobao—her balance hadn’t changed at all.
As someone who loved hoarding supplies and participating in flash sales, she had always kept a large amount of money in her account to ensure she could pay instantly when making a purchase.
In the past, her Taobao balance had only made shopping more convenient, but now, it truly felt like a treasure.
Seventy thousand yuan wasn’t a fortune, but it was definitely more than enough for the time being.
As for the future, she could try opening a shop.
If it worked, there were plenty of things in the 1970s that could be sold for a profit.
Especially now, during the Four Olds movement, many antiques were not only worthless in people’s eyes but were also seen as liabilities.
If she could sell those items through Taobao, she would surely make a substantial profit.
In a way, she might even be protecting cultural relics, ensuring their preservation and circulation.
Thinking about it this way, she almost felt like she was doing something noble!
Amused by her own thoughts, Su Ruanruan couldn’t help but laugh.
Without hesitation, she decided to take action. She immediately attempted to register a shop, and to her surprise, the process required no paperwork—she succeeded instantly.
The store’s sales section functioned as a storage space. She tested it by listing a cup for sale, and the cup truly vanished from her hands and appeared in the shop’s inventory.
As soon as she willed it to be removed or delisted, the cup reappeared in her hands.
However, thinking of Fu Wenjing, Su Ruanruan decided not to store the bankbook and cash in the shop. Instead, she placed them back into the military-green duffel bag and tucked it securely inside the cabinet.
Just as she finished doing all this, the bedroom door was pushed open.
Assuming it was Fu Wenjing, Su Ruanruan turned around with a smile—only to see that the person who entered was not him, but Li Laidi, the wife of Second Brother Fu.
Seeing Li Laidi, Su Ruanruan instinctively frowned.
This woman had just barged into her bedroom—a closed-door bedroom—without even knocking. That was incredibly impolite.
“Second Sister-in-law, is there something you need?”
Li Laidi strolled in as if she owned the place. “Nothing much. I just heard from Sister-in-law that you two bought a lot of fabric. Seventh’s Wife, you won’t be able to use it all anyway, so why not give me a few feet?”
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stillnotlucia[Translator]
Hi~ Please recommend some novels, I might translate it la~ ૮꒰˵• ﻌ •˵꒱ა