On the Wedding Night In the 80s, the Sweet Wife Has Space

Yun Mo casually made up an excuse, "I'm afraid you haven't even seen such high-end tobacco and alcohol before, even if I show it, who can tell the truth from the fake?"

This is indeed a problem,

Some people have never even heard of such high-end tobacco and alcohol.

Instead, a villager who was watching came up with an idea, "You can go to the village party secretary. The village party secretary often goes to the city for meetings and meals. He must have seen it!"

"No, no!" Yunmo hastily refused.

"Why not? Are you scared?" Peng Fang was aggressive.

Yunmo explained in a panic: "Wuliangye also has different grades. Each grade has different packaging and taste. The village chief may not have seen the one I bought."

"Hmph, they're all made by the same company, how much difference can there be? Are you lying to a ghost? Yunmo, if you feel guilty, just say so, and don't make excuses here."

Yunmo put on a hob-like posture, "Second Aunt, I can't help you if you think so, anyway, I won't take out the things."

Peng Fang said convincingly, "If you dare not show it, then Wuliangye and Zhonghua Tobacco must be fake!"

Yunmo neither admitted nor denied, "Second Aunt, if you think the Fenjiu in your hand is fake, return it to me."

Peng Fang threw the paper bag to the ground in front of Yunmo with a look of disgust.

"Who cares about your bag of fakes, return the 8 yuan 80 cents red envelope I gave you in the morning!"

"Ok, no problem."

Yunmo reached into her pocket, took out the red envelope money from Peng Fang from the space, and returned it to the other party.

After Peng Fang took the money, she spit and started counting. Seeing her posture, she would never stop if there was even a cent missing.

Yunmo followed suit, picked up the paper bag on the ground, and lowered her head to count the contents inside.

"Second aunt, two packs of cigarettes are missing."

Peng Fang was stunned for a moment before remembering that the eldest son took apart two packs of cigarettes and took them away, and immediately scoffed, "You don't care about the two packs of fake cigarettes!"

Yun Mo smiled slightly, "I've already returned the 8 RMB 80.80 red envelope to you, then please return the things I gave to you, the second aunt, in the original, sealed, no, moved form."

"That's right, Peng Fang, didn't you say that cigarettes are fake, and you still take other people's fake cigarettes?"

Peng Fang gritted her teeth angrily, "Wait, I'll go home and get it right away!"

"Second aunt, I'm waiting for you."

After Peng Fang left, Yunmo took a cigarette and walked towards the nearest middle-aged male villager.

"Uncle, do you smoke?"

The man hesitated for a while before taking it, "Thank you."

Fake cigarettes are also cigarettes, and they don’t cost money anyway, so don’t do it for nothing.

If there is one, there are two, and other smokers also took the initiative to reach out to Yunmo.

"Give me a pack."

"Give me a pack too, and I'll try what it's like to smoke this fake cigarette."

8 boxes of cigarettes were quickly divided up.

Yunmo took out the fruit candies and red bean cakes in the paper bag and distributed them to the children and women present.

At the end of the distribution, there was still a bottle of Fenjiu left.

Huang Kailin and Huang Jianjun didn't drink alcohol, Yun Mo was hesitating what to do with the wine, an old man who was about the same age as Huang Kailin approached with a grin.

"Girl, give me this wine, I don't dislike fake wine."

Yunmo immediately gave the wine box and bag to the other party, "Okay, sir, here it is for you."

At this time, someone in the crowd suddenly said, "I have no problem smoking this cigarette, it's really qualified."

"I don't know if it's true or not, but I smoke it very well, it's enjoyable, and it doesn't hurt my throat."

"I've smoked Double Happiness before, and it tastes like this, absolutely no problem!"

Smoking is okay, so is alcohol real?

People around turned their attention to the old man who took Fenjiu.

The old man quickly hugged the wine in his arms, turned around and was about to leave.

A few villagers who were also good at wine surrounded him, and asked him to pour out some for everyone to taste whatever they said.

The old man had no choice but to borrow a few bowls from the Huang family.

For an old man who has been drinking bulk liquor all his life, this 20 yuan bottle of Fenjiu is as precious as fine nectar and jade dew. He is very careful (stingy) to pour only a few drops into each bowl.

"Tsk tsk, there's nothing wrong with this wine. It's true. I drank two small cups when I went to my uncle's house for a birthday banquet in the first half of the year. That's what it tastes like."

"But the taste of this wine is really a little weak, not as strong as the usual tribute wine."

"You know what a fart, this Fen wine is like this. It is a light-flavored wine with a refreshing taste and a soft taste. The tribute wine is a strong-flavored wine, which is mellow and sweet in the mouth. After drinking the strong-flavored wine, drink it again. I am definitely not used to this kind of fragrant wine."

After such an explanation, everyone suddenly realized.

Since the wine is real, wouldn't the old man make a lot of money?

Just when everyone was going to find the old man to ask for some wine, they found that the old man had already disappeared with the bottle in his arms.

"What about the old man who belongs to the rabbit? He runs so fast."

Some people laughed at Peng Fang and Huang Jianguo's ignorance, and gave away the good things they got to outsiders for nothing.

Seeing that the goal was achieved, Yunmo greeted the surrounding villagers, and then took the Huang family back home.

"Cousin, the Fenjiu and Double Happiness should be real, right?"

As soon as the door was closed, Huang Qingning couldn't wait to pull Yunmo to ask for confirmation.

The rest of the Huang family were equally concerned about this question, and they were even more concerned about whether the Wuliangye and Zhonghua Tobacco in Huang Zhiqiu's room were real, but they didn't ask directly like Huang Qingning.

Of course, Yunmo could also guess what everyone was thinking. She was worried that the walls had ears, so she didn't explain to everyone until she entered the main room.

"The gifts of cigarettes and wine that Ling Chuan and I came back from Jiangshi are all genuine. They were bought from regular department stores. The invoices are in my bag. I can take them out and show them to everyone later."

Hearing this, the Huang family were all puzzled.

"Momo, since the thing is real, why didn't you show it to the big guys for inspection just now?"

Huang Kailin gave his son Huang Jianjun a blank look, "Is your head just for display? I don't know how to move it, and I'm not afraid of getting rusted."

Huang Jianjun was dazed and aggrieved by the scolding, "Dad, what did I say wrong?"

Liu Zhi poked her husband angrily, "You are stupid, do we need outsiders to know what we have in our house?"

Huang Qingning also reacted, "I understand, my cousin is deliberately making people think that those things are fake, right!?"

"That's right."

Hearing Yunmo's confession, everyone else felt ashamed, except for Huang Jianjun.

He was still at a loss, "Why? It is rumored that you and Xiao Ling bought a bunch of fake products, and everyone will definitely say something bad."

Liu Zhi was so angry that he kicked her husband, "You really don't remember to eat but beat. You forgot that last time you couldn't keep your mouth shut and told the second child's family about Momo's sale of gold bracelets. If it wasn't for your big mouth, would the second child's family shamelessly pester Momo to borrow money?"

After being scolded by his wife, Huang Jianjun finally understood his niece's true intentions.