Lying Win: My villains are all reborn

Chapter 40: The treatment of cultural people in this era (Second update, please support me~

"Hey, I'm telling you, kid, you should finish reading what you've just been talking about."

Pang Dengwen was so angry at the staff's words that he couldn't help but say, "My sister can just watch it if she asks you to, there is so much nonsense."

"What? When you eat, do you want someone to chew it up and feed it to your mouth?"

"puff……"

I don't know who couldn't help but laugh out loud, but the laughter was soon drowned in the noisy voices, and no one noticed who was laughing.

"you……"

The young staff member was scolded and felt very unhappy. He opened his mouth to curse.

But in the blink of an eye, I saw the man's strong build, and I blushed unconsciously, silently getting scared.

I had to lower my head angrily, pick up the letter, read the address on it, and carefully check whether there were enough stamps.

However, when he saw the delivery address and delivery unit, the dissatisfaction and anger on the young man's face quickly subsided.

Wen Nian observed this scene and the corners of his lips raised unconsciously.

Perhaps this is how cultural people are treated in this era.

"Sister, you need another two-cent stamp."

Look at the young man's attitude towards Wen Nian at this time, it's a complete U-turn.

"Then you get me one to stick on it, and then get a whole page of stamps and ten envelopes."

Wen Nian did not embarrass the young man, but took out two dollars from his body and said, "Look at the total cost of these, I will give them to you."

"There are twenty stamps worth six cents each, and ten envelopes worth twenty cents each."

The young man said seriously, "Sister, if you give me one yuan and eighty, it's just right."

"Then you give me nine more envelopes, plus the repair of this letter, it's exactly two yuan, so I won't have to find it again."

Wen Nian handed over the two dollars in his hand, with a smile on his face, "Sorry for bothering you, brother."

"No trouble, no trouble."

Hearing that the sister who had just been embarrassed by him was so polite, the young man felt a little ashamed and said, "This is what I should do."

"Sister, please take it. I've also prepared this letter for you. Don't worry, I guarantee there will be no problem."

"Thank you."

Wen Nian said politely again, and then he and Deng Wenwen left the crowded crowd.

"That kid just needs to be dealt with."

After coming out, the man wiped his sweat and said, "Do you think he's fine from behind?"

"Brother Wenwen, don't argue with him."

Wen Nian quickly comforted him, "Look at how many people are queuing up. He is also very busy. It's normal to have a temper."

"Of course, thanks to Brother Wen's presence at the time, no more problems occurred."

"Hey, tell me what those people who see outside are doing."

The brother and sister were talking and walking towards Ma Conghua. The other party also saw them coming out and quickly picked up a basket and carried Wen Nian's backpack to greet them.

"How's it going? They're all sent away."

"Sent."

The three of them were not polite, they left the post office laughing and chatting, and went to buy some daily necessities and meat before leaving the market and going home.

Leaving the crowded crowd, the three of them breathed a long sigh of relief unconsciously.

"Oh, the place is not busy anymore, but there are so many people on the street. I am sweating all over my body, and the clothes inside are soaked through."

Ma Conghua pulled up her open coat and fanned herself, "Sister, you have to be careful. You've just sweated so much. You can't catch a cold."

"Don't worry, sister-in-law, I put a handkerchief on my back before going out, and I took it out as soon as I came out."

Wen Nian smiled and said, "My clothes are dry now, so everything will be fine."

"You are still smart."

Ma Conghua praised, "Why didn't your brother and I think of this?"

While he was talking, he had opened his husband's clothes and put a dry handkerchief in to wipe the sweat from his vest.

(End of chapter)