Lin Nianhe was quite considerate and immediately made a decision for Aunt Li—lack of cloth tickets wasn't a problem, just add some money.
In the end, Shi Dongshan took out eighteen yuan.
Lin Nianhe took the money and turned around to stuff it into Aunt Li's hands.
She whispered into Aunt Li's ear, "Don't be angry, Aunt Li. On my day off, I'll go to the textile factory and bring you back two better-looking bedsheets."
With the money in hand, Aunt Li's anger evaporated.
She hurriedly pulled Lin Nianhe behind her and replied in an equally soft voice, "Don't worry about it, a little sewing and it can still be used. We can't let word of this get out..."
"The tally was my doing, the money was demanded by me, I'll handle any issues." Lin Nianhe glanced at Sie Yufei beside her, "Ahem, Mr. Sie Zhe is my uncle."
