??Chapter 102: Chapter 102 Sour Grapes Because You Can’t Eat Them_1
Chapter 102: Chapter 102 Sour Grapes Because You Can’t Eat Them_1
In recent days, buying sling bags and hair accessories had gotten
a bit used to seeing street vendors in business, but seeing soone selling trousers still seed very odd.
“Can trousers really be sold like that, without asuring, and still fit properly?”
“Yeah, everyone’s different, whether they’re tall, short, fat or thin.”
“Ah, these colors look so pretty, and the fabric is nice too.”
“The stitching is so straight, and there’s even an elastic waistband.
Where did these trousers co from?”
“These people used to sell hair accessories and sling bags here before.”
Soone then lowered their voice, “Still, the hair accessories and sling bags they sell look nicer.
I don’t know why, but even if they are exactly the sa, they feel different.”
And so, everyone started to ask questions.
The experienced Song family mbers were already adept at handling this.
They were particularly attentive and answered all questions.
Old Mrs.
Song even said, just wait, in a little while they’d go to Nan City to stock up again.
There’s a saying that a monk from afar knows the scriptures by heart.
Oftentis, it’s the sa with selling goods.
Don’t ntion what’s made at ho; just say it’s from Nan City—then no one finds faults.
Not only do they not find faults, they actually think it’s really good, good in every way.
But if you say it’s made by yourself, the scrutiny is different.
So, the Song family would say it’s rchandise from out of town.
Song Yunuan thought it wasn’t a big deal.
As long as it could be sold, it was fine.
The Song family mbers today were different from the other days, without patches on their clothes.
Each wore a new pair of trousers as models, and no one wanted to try on because it was inconvenient outdoors.
But Lian Xiang had a keen eye.
A skillful tailor could usually tell what size would fit a custor.
So, Lian Xiang handled the matching, Old Mrs.
Song watched the stall to prevent theft amid the crowd, and Song Yunuan handled the calculations and collected the money.
The large size was five yuan a pair, the dium was four yuan fifty, and the small were four yuan.
You might say that’s quite expensive.
But it depends on the comparison.
Right now, fabric was still rationed and required coupons, but here you only needed money to buy a pair of desirable Dacron trousers, which was quite satisfying.
Especially at this ti, when many people didn’t dress to flaunt their figure, durability was the most important factor.
So, by the end of the morning, one hundred and twenty pairs of trousers had sold out.
There were two more pairs in the canvas bag, but those were reserved by Song Yunuan for gifting.
Just now, Brother-in-law Zhao had co by for a walk around, greeted everyone with a smile and didn’t fuss or say anything else.
This friendly attitude made everyone feel even more assured about their purchases.
Song Yunuan took two pairs, a large n’s trousers and one for won, and headed to Sister Zhao’s ho.
At this ti, Sister Zhao wasn’t ho, so Song Yunuan gave the trousers to Grandma Sun before leaving.
Song Liang was waiting outside for her.
As for the cultural troupe and the county high school, they didn’t go.
They would let the little aunt and Abo choose when they returned ho, as they both had clothing to wear now.
Old Mrs.
Song was wearing new trousers that day, as well as a new top, a blue and black square-necked cotton shirt with two pockets and five large glass buttons.
She looked several years younger.
During the busy tis, it’s all fine, but once it’s not so busy, Old Mrs.
Song, who seed like she’d hardly ever worn new clothes in her life, felt sothing wasn’t quite right all over.
Yet, she didn’t dare voice it.
When she heard Song Yunuan suggesting going to a state-owned restaurant for dinner, she hurriedly said, “Let’s skip it.
We’ll buy so at and have your mom make you so potato and pork stew.”
Song Yunuan felt that Old Mrs.
Song was worried again.
There was over five hundred yuan in her purse.
So she readily agreed, considering the county wasn’t far from ho anyway.
Song Liang hurried to the grocery store, buying two jins of at, mainly because if one wanted to buy more, the shop wouldn’t even sell it.
Little did he expect that, by the ti he got ho, Song Nian and his family of three were all there.
When one neither went to school nor work, it was easy to lose track of the days of the week.
No wonder the at was sold out so quickly today, it turned out to be Sunday.
Old Mrs.
Song muttered, “Do they have dog noses or what?
Being so far away and still able to sll the aroma of at?”
Just after muttering, she too caught the scent of at wafting from inside the house.
Old Mrs.
Song pursed her lips, feeling sowhat proud.
At least they knew to bring at ho.
Then Old Mrs.
Song was hugged excitedly by Song Nian, who let go and trembled with excitent, saying, “Mom, Jinrong and I have been made permanent staff, we are now eating rationed grain, and Factory Manager Duan has also allocated a house to us, right in the staff residential compound.
Mom, I’m so overwheld, wuwuwu…”
While speaking, she started to cry.
On the other side, Sun Jinrong also stepped out of the house, visibly just as overwheld, and, with tear-filled eyes, she took hold of Song Yunuan’s hand, “Little Nuan, your little aunt doesn’t know what to say, but I’m mindful of everything.
Let’s see what the future holds.”
Song Yunuan too was very happy, it really had happened.
The neighbor, Aunt Sun, was making straw hats, and her two sons were helping out too.
The noise was so loud, they naturally heard it all.
She ca over to ask, then found out that Old Mrs.
Song’s youngest son and daughter-in-law had both been made permanent and even got to eat rationed grain and were allocated a house.
Envy, that was definitely what it was.
After congratulating them, she couldn’t help but sarcastically say, “Life is so good for us country folks, isn’t it?
We have land, can grow rice, raise chickens and ducks, plant vegetables.
You city folks have to pay even for a leafy green, and in the end, you still have to co to your mother’s ho to scrounge for vegetables.
From what I see, it’s not that great.”
She quickly assimilated herself with the words “you city folks” tossed around.
Old Mrs.
Song wasn’t like her, sour grapes mindset just because one can’t get what others have.
She understood that.
The others had similar reactions; even when soone made a sour comnt about such good news, they wouldn’t get angry.
Yet Song Yunuan earnestly agreed, “Grandma Sun is right, our Erdao River has beautiful mountains and clear waters, stunning scenery.
Who knows, maybe in the future, we will build tall buildings and live the city folks’ life.”
Aunt Sun was initially regretful, as her words seed a bit harsh.
After all, they were neighbors, and whenever the Song family had sothing good to eat, they never forgot to share a little with her grandchildren, be it legendary rabbit milk candy or even a bowl of malted milk that her granddaughter once drank.
Just for this, she couldn’t talk in such a sarcastic tone.
In her mont of awkwardness, Song Yunuan unexpectedly spoke up in her support, and that made Aunt Sun very happy.
She showered Song Yunuan with praise, as if she were a rare gem unmatched by any on Earth.
Then she spoke to Old Mrs.
Song, “Do you rember the day on the field when your son got into a fight with soone over the matter of his biological and adopted daughters?”
Old Mrs.
Song’s expression changed, she looked at Song Yunuan to find her oldest granddaughter’s eyes gleaming in anticipation of gossip.
Feeling relieved deep down, she said, “Of course I rember.”
Aunt Sun continued, “Do you rember Old Mrs.
Ding?”
“Of course, what about her?” Old Mrs.
Song asked doubtfully.
Aunt Sun pointed towards Old Ding’s family house and pursed her lips, “You’d think Old Mrs.
Ding’s mouth was so tight-lipped, she didn’t utter a single word even when we were bickering so fiercely.
I just found out this morning that the biological daughter from Liuxia Hamlet who was found is getting married as a junior wife to her eldest son, would you believe it?
Guy’s about the sa age as her grandson.”
Old Mrs.
Song was taken aback, “Really or not?”
At that ti, Old Mrs.
Ding hadn’t said a single word.
“Why would I lie to you?
The families have even t to discuss the match.
I heard that the whole family of four from Liuxia Hamlet ca over, oh and the adopted daughter too, supposedly to keep an eye on things.”
Song Yunuan blinked, is there even such an operation?
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