Transmigration: Getting Rich with My Space and Supplies novel Chapter 208

Chapter 208: Chapter 199 Inquiry

Qin Ye, having spotted the team leader, bowed his head to his wife and said, "Wife, there’s the team leader over there, should we go and find him?"

Rong Yan glanced in the direction of the team leader and then shook her head, "No need, let’s go to his house."

She had just seen the team leader’s wife was not in the field.

That surely meant she was at home.

She had an intuition that perhaps the team leader’s wife knew something.

Moreover, the team leader’s wife was somewhat greedy, which conveniently facilitated her bargaining.

Turning her head to see Qin Ye’s hesitant expression, she said, "In that case, you don’t need to come with me."

Qin Ye was not at ease with her going alone and was about to open his mouth to insist on accompanying her when,

He heard his wife say again, "It’s not convenient for you."

Those four words made Qin Ye swallow back what he was about to say.

He nodded and changed his response, "Alright!"

Seeing that he was not following, Rong Yan went straight to the team leader’s house.

Meanwhile, Qin Ye returned home.

When Rong Yan arrived at the team leader’s house, the gate was open. Instead of walking straight in, she knocked a few times on the gate.

"Auntie, are you at home?"

Huang Cuihua, who was sweeping the yard, saw Rong Yan and her eyes immediately fell on the package in her hand. When she noticed it was something,

The smile on Huang Cuihua’s face deepened.

With a beaming smile, she said, "Qin Ye’s Wife, you’re here! Don’t stand at the door, come on in."

Then she tossed the broom aside, wiping her hands on her clothes.

Her eyes occasionally drifted to the paper package in Rong Yan’s hand.

She wondered to herself... just what kind of good stuff Qin Ye’s Wife had brought this time.

The idea of not accepting something that shouldn’t be taken... well, she really never had such thoughts.

As for things offered on a platter, to not take them... now that would be truly foolish.

Rong Yan ignored her greedy gaze.

Carrying the package, she walked into the courtyard.

However, she did not hand over the package she was holding.

"Auntie, actually, I came to ask you about something."

Huang Cuihua already smelled the fragrance and felt that Qin Ye’s Wife must have brought some kind of pastries.

The aroma was almost coaxing a craving from her stomach.

She reached out wanting to take it, but ultimately knew it was inappropriate and managed a forced swallow of her saliva, before asking, "Qin Ye’s Wife, what do you want to ask?"

After saying this, her eyes once again fell on the package.

Damn it was fragrant.

But thinking of how unhappy her husband would be if he learned about her blabbering, she bit her lip and resisted the temptation.

"... I, I don’t know anything about the three of them..."

Hearing this, Rong Yan narrowed her eyes slightly, "Auntie, don’t lie to me. You know very well whose bones were on the mountain, and it was you who tipped off the police. I believe the police will come to find you, and if you don’t speak now, I can wait a couple of days, and I will still know."

She lifted the package of pastries slightly higher.

Huang Cuihua:...

What on earth is this? Why does it smell so irresistible?

Rong Yan gave a faint smile, and then suddenly sighed, "Well, if it’s difficult for you, Auntie, I won’t pry any further. After all, with the police’s efficiency, I think they’ll figure it out in the next two or three days."

"Auntie, I won’t bother you any longer."

Even though her words were polite, it didn’t hinder Huang Cuihua’s understanding.

Seeing Qin Ye’s Wife truly turning to leave, Huang Cuihua panicked immediately.

"... Wait, wait a minute."

The lure of the irreplaceable pastries plus five yuan... it was just too much for Huang Cuihua to resist.

Rong Yan halted the step she had just begun to take, "Auntie, it’s really no trouble if you don’t want to talk, I won’t force you."

"No, no force, I’m very willing, come inside with Auntie and talk." Huang Cuihua stepped forward to pull Rong Yan.

Rong Yan dodged slightly, not letting her hand touch hers.

"Fine, then I’ll listen."