Chapter 49: Chapter 49 Selling Bamboo Baskets Chapter 49: Chapter 49 Selling Bamboo Baskets On the snowy day, the children didn’t have to go to school, and there wasn’t much to do at ho, so Zhou Lanfang also slept in late.
Shen Mianmian always got up early and never slept in, so when she got up, Zhou Siyu thought she was going to make breakfast and rolled over to continue dreaming sweetly.
Zhou Lanfang slept until after eight o’clock and, seeing that Shen Mianmian hadn’t called her for breakfast, went to the kitchen only to find it cold and empty. Furious, she stord into Shen Mianmian’s room, only to stop dead as she opened the door.
“Where’s that little bastard?”
“Isn’t she in the kitchen?” Zhou Siyu asked groggily as she opened her eyes, “She was up early! I thought she was going to cook breakfast.”
Though Shen Mianmian is from Zhao Family village, she didn’t have any close friends there and rarely visited others’ hos. If she wasn’t at ho, nobody really knew where she might be.
“The little wretch is truly wild now, must be fooling around with so man out there.” She’d never gone out before, but now that she’s involved with Lu Siyuan, she started roaming everywhere, the restless little demon.
“Sis is really bold,” said Zhou Siyu, a glint of schadenfreude in her eyes. She had been worried about Shen Mianmian secretly dating without any proof but now saw that Shen Mianmian didn’t have the smarts for it.
Now it was great, she’d ruin herself without anyone’s help.
“When she cos back, I must really take care of her,” Zhou Lanfang gritted her teeth in anger.
Zhou Siyu quickly tried to dissuade her, “Aunt, you can’t do that, or else if sis thinks you’re onto sothing, what if she’s too scared to date?”
She wanted Shen Mianmian to be bold, the bolder the better.
Uncle Jianhua was rather traditional. If he found out that Shen Mianmian was involved in a romantic relationship so young, he would be greatly disappointed, and the school would expel her, with nobody able to protect her.
Without the stumbling block that was Shen Mianmian, Uncle Jianhua would then fully devote himself to grooming her alone.
This excellent opportunity couldn’t be ruined by Aunt Lanfang.
Zhou Lanfang wasn’t completely foolish; her anger gradually subsided. Siyu was right; once Jianhua was utterly disappointed in the little wretch, he would no longer protect her.
Shen Mianmian, who was being plotted against by the two, was currently setting up a stall in the marketplace in Licheng with Lu Siyuan.
She had thought Lu Siyuan was going to the city to buy things and was utterly surprised to find out he was actually there to sell.
Grandpa Lu had a skill in making bamboo baskets, so he usually made them at ho. Lu Siyuan would help with the crafting after school, and was responsible for selling them in the city on Saturdays and Sundays, which was why he’d never done any howork.
In the Licheng of the eighties, city managent was not so strict. The road outside the entrance of the vegetable market was full of hawkers with cars and people coming and going; it was exceptionally lively.
This ti, they brought over twenty bamboo baskets, big and small combined.
Shen Mianmian efficiently helped Lu Siyuan set everything up. When custors ca to look, she even assisted without a hint of stage fright.
Seeing her move more proficiently than he could, embarrassing him, Lu Siyuan looked at her oddly, “Aren’t you embarrassed?”
He had felt very shy the first ti he and his grandpa set up a stall and hardly dared to make a sound. It took him several tis to get used to it, and now that his grandpa was getting old and it wasn’t convenient for him to run back and forth, he stopped asking his grandpa to co along.
He had been out here twenty or thirty tis and seed to have grown accustod, but he still couldn’t call out loudly to sell his wares like those older n and won. Fortunately, he was the only one selling bamboo baskets here, so no one competed for business, and he was able to sell most of what he brought.
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