After the pleasantries,
Peng Chunhua said, "I've often seen Old Mrs. Qin knitting these past few days. My mother-in-law said you sell them to the supply and marketing cooperative. How much money can you make from this?"
Li Qiao was slightly shocked. Had grandmother told them? "One... Jin knows. Ask him, he's the one who took them there, I'm not too clear on the matter." The words she was about to blurt out took an abrupt turn.
If Old Mrs. Qin had shared the information, Peng Chunhua wouldn't have asked her about the price.
She must have come asking after she couldn't get the information from Old Mrs. Qin, no?
Peng Chunhua started to feel suspicious in her heart. Were the old and the young all pushing the matter onto Qin Jin, deliberately keeping her in the dark, afraid that she would steal their way to wealth?
They were all villagers here; this was just too stingy!
She forced a laugh and said, "I'll ask him when I see him tomorrow."