About a week later, just as expected, prices soared.
On this particular day, a Sunday, Niu Hongjun was at home. Li Lanying left the house with eight yuan, originally planning to buy some meat and vegetables to make dumplings when she got back.
But when she got to the market and asked around, she found that the price of pork had gone up. It wasn't just pork—even the green onions had doubled in price. The little money she had wasn't nearly enough. She walked a full circle around the market.
Daily necessities—flour, rice, oil, and salt—had all doubled in price.
Fuming, she left the market and ran all the way home.
The moment she entered the house, she saw Niu Hongjun lying in bed, fast asleep and snoring. Her anger boiled over, and she swung the empty basket in her hand at his head.
Niu Hongjun was sleeping soundly when a sharp pain suddenly shot through his head. He opened his eyes to see Li Lanying, looking like she'd gone mad, hitting him over the head with something.
