A whirlwind marriage with a high-ranking official: Lights out, don't force me to take the initi

The next morning, Ye Wenxi and her sisters visited various wholesale markets and textile factory outlets.

From fabrics to daily necessities, from delicious food to all sorts of odds and ends, the three of them were carrying bags that were almost too heavy to drag before they started walking back.

"Why did you let Weihua come with us?" Zhang Yunxia complained as she took the small bag from Zhang Xiangyang. "These three guys really can't carry it!"

"It's okay, Mom, I can carry it!" Zhang Xiangyang was very obedient and even tried to take it from her.

"Let's go back to the guesthouse first. If we really can't carry any more, we'll put some down and come back later," Zhang Yunxia said.

"Okay, let's go back first. When I left this morning, I asked Xiaolan to post an errand-running task for me. There are several errand runners in the military dependents' compound who regularly work with us. Basically, as soon as a task is posted, they accept it immediately," Ye Wenxi said.

"I heard that Old Zhang's son got a second-hand sidecar motorcycle from somewhere. He's been the one who ran errands for us several times," Zhang Yunxia said.

"You mean... how about I buy a used, retired car?" Ye Wenxi blurted out in a moment of madness.

"Come on, don't cause any more accidents. You can't even drive," Zhang Yunxia said irritably.

"Then you should buy a sidecar," Ding Jiahe suggested from the side.

"Okay? Anyway, spring is almost here." Ye Wenxi's eyes lit up.

"You're really good at spending money. That thing costs several thousand. Now that the logistics department has a car that can come with us, don't buy it." Zhang Yunxia, ​​like an old woman, was calculating for them.

"I really want a car too..." Ye Wenxi pulled the bag that was about to fall off up again.

"Last time Old Chen asked you to apply, but you didn't." Zhang Yunxia glanced at her.

"I did ask. Section Chief Chen said this is linked to staffing quotas, and vehicles aren't commodities; you can't buy them," Ye Wenxi explained.

"Oh dear, aren't those all for external use?" Zhang Yunxia patted her arm. "If you really want it, I'll have Old Chen put in some effort and talk to the commander again."

"Isn't this because we're trying to avoid making exceptions? We still need to involve Commander Chen and Wei Dong, and I don't really want to trouble them." Ye Wenxi shook his head.

She paused, then added:

"But these kinds of things will definitely happen more and more often in the future, so we need to save them for critical moments."

Zhang Yunxia nodded, seemingly understanding what Ye Wenxi meant. She also recalled something else, something that seemed to involve Ye Wenxi restraining himself from using his 'privilege'.

Last time she mentioned wanting a well dug next to the warehouse because fetching water back and forth was too inconvenient. The logistics department said the ground hadn't thawed yet, and digging a well would take a long time. It's not that it can't be dug, but digging a well in winter takes a lot of manpower and time.

Upon hearing this, Ye Wenxi immediately said: "Then we'll overcome it ourselves, no need to trouble the organization."

Zhang Yunxia didn't think much of it at the time, but now she realizes it.

Ye Wenxi wasn't incapable of using his privileges; he was simply reluctant to do so.

She treats privilege like bullets, not like food.

But Zhang Yunxia still didn't quite understand when it was appropriate to use it. She had brought so many benefits to the military dependents' institute, so she clearly had the right to ask for it.

Based on her understanding of Ye Wenxi, Ye Wenxi was an extremely clear-headed person who would not waste the resources at his disposal.

It's probably not for paving the way, but for breaking the deadlock. Zhang Yunxia vaguely felt that she might be brewing something big.

The group quickly returned to the guesthouse, piled their belongings on the service desk, and took a breather.

The staff at the service desk told me that someone would come to pick it up soon.

Then they went out and found a small state-run restaurant, intending to grab a quick bite.

The restaurant was small, located at the entrance of the alley behind the guesthouse.

The storefront is narrow, with a white enamel sign in red that reads "Limin Restaurant," and the words "State-owned" printed in the lower left corner.

Ye Wenxi lifted the cotton curtain and pushed open the doorknob, which had been polished to a shine by countless hands.

"Come on in, there's a seat," Ye Wenxi said, pulling on the door and beckoning them to come in.

Upon entering, a stuffy smell, a mixture of human heat and the aroma of food, hits you.

The room wasn't big, only about 20 square meters, and had six square tables.

"Come on, Xiangyang, let's see what's good to eat today," Ye Wenxi said, picking up Zhang Xiangyang and walking to the menu.

A small blackboard hangs on the wall, with some of the dishes prepared for today written in chalk.

Today's offerings include braised noodles, stir-fried shredded pancakes, spicy and sour cabbage, and shredded pork with eggs... Prices are listed with the number of grain coupons required.

"Does Xiangyang know any characters?" Ye Wenxi asked, pointing to the blackboard.

"Doubao!" Zhang Xiangyang pointed to the doubao in the main dish section.

"How come all you know about steamed buns?" Ye Wenxi pinched his cheek. "Want some steamed buns?"

"Hmm!" Zhang Xiangyang nodded.

"Give me a bowl of dumpling soup!" Zhang Yunxia shouted.

"I want a bowl too!" Ding Jiahe chimed in.

Ye Wenxi ordered three bowls of dumpling soup, two steamed buns, and two plates of vegetables. After giving a few instructions, he sat down and waited.

Soon, the steaming hot food was served. The group slurped it down, discussing whether to continue shopping or visit tourist attractions in the afternoon.

Ye Wenxi said, "Let me show you around some more. We can hire someone to run errands after we buy things. We've finally managed to get out and have some fun today. If you're not tired, we can go to the riverbank this afternoon."

"squeak--"

The door was pushed open.

A group of people, both men and women, came in with a loud commotion, breaking the quiet of the small shop.

Ye Wenxi's pupils instantly locked onto one of them and contracted sharply.

The man was wearing a sharp suit jacket; Ye Wenxi would never mistake the style and cut for him.

This is the one she made for Du Yi.

She secretly sized up the man in the suit. He looked quite young, in his early twenties, with an average appearance, but the men next to him seemed rather arrogant and walked with a swagger; they were clearly not good people.

The man raised his hand and put his arm around a girl next to him: "Come on, let's see what you'd like to eat."

He actually put his arm around the girl and headed straight for the ordering counter.

"What's wrong?" Ding Jiahe immediately noticed that Ye Wenxi was acting strangely.

"Did you see that person's clothes?" Ye Wenxi asked in a low voice, looking away.

Zhang Yunxia followed her gaze and secretly looked over, saying, "This dress...is it our style? How come I've never seen it before?"

"Is it the one you did for Wei Hua's girlfriend?" Ding Jiahe asked excitedly.

"Shh—" Ye Wenxi interrupted her, "Keep your voice down."

"Why is this guy... hugging a woman?" Zhang Yunxia asked in a low voice.

The three of them immediately widened their eyes to be bigger than light bulbs. They looked at each other, their eyes darting around, their faces full of question marks and exclamation marks.

"Didn't Wei Hua just give him the clothes last night?" Ding Jiahe asked in a low voice, her eyebrows furrowed tightly. "It couldn't have been anyone else, could it?"

Ye Wenxi didn't speak, but just stared at that spot with a deep look in his eyes.

The group of people stood around the order counter, pointing and commenting on the menu items.

"Bring me some braised pork belly, and some sauerkraut stew with pork ribs..." the man in the suit said, then put his arm around the girl next to him. "Xiaoling, what else would you like to eat? It's your birthday today, don't be shy."

The girl named Xiaoling, with a hint of shyness and pride on her face, leaned closer to him as he held her.

Ye Wenxi's brows furrowed even more.