Hearing Wang Erfeng say that, Zhou Siyu sweetly said, "Auntie, you’re also blessed, you know, with your son studying so well. Once he gets into Beijing University in the future, won’t you be proud? By then, everyone on the street will be envious of you."
"Little girl, you sure have a way with words. Take another look and see which piece you like; I’ll sell it to you at cost price." Everyone loves to hear compliments, especially when it’s about her beloved son. Wang Erfeng smiled so wide she could hardly close her mouth.
Selling to Zhou Siyu at cost price was out of the question, but she truly planned to make a little less profit.
Once Wang Erfeng said that, Zhou Lanfang’s mood improved as well, and the three of them were all chuckles and smiles.
Zhou Siyu picked out a pair of black trousers and a pink jacket. She had wanted to buy a light blue one too but was afraid others would say she was copying Shen Mianmian, so she deliberately chose a similar style but in a different color.
What a pity there was no mirror here; otherwise, she could see whether the clothes looked good on her. For now, she could only trust her aunt and Wang Erfeng’s words.
For the two pieces of clothing, the asking price for others was ten yuan each. Usually, after some haggling, she would sell them for eight yuan, but because Zhou Siyu’s flattery was spot on, Wang Erfeng went straight to eight yuan. Check latest chapters at 𝓷𝓸𝓿𝓮𝓵✦𝓯𝓲𝓻𝓮✦𝓷𝓮𝓽
Zhou Lanfang knew that the clothes would cost eight or nine yuan in town too. Coupled with vanity and not wanting to seem poor, she didn’t haggle and just paid the money.
Seeing Zhou Lanfang so straightforward, Wang Erfeng was thrilled inside, "Look how much your mom dotes on you! You must be good to her in the future."
Today business finally picked up.
All because of that darned girl from yesterday, she lost an afternoon’s worth of business, and she almost got mistaken for a trafficker by the police. If not for her son and husband going to testify, she wouldn’t have been able to come back.
If she saw that darned girl again, she’d beat her to death.
Zhou Siyu echoed Wang Erfeng’s words, "In this world, only my mom dotes on me the most. I’ll definitely be good to her in the future."
"You are my daughter, if I don’t dote on you, who will I dote on?"
Zhou Lanfang stroked Zhou Siyu’s hair, feeling sweet inside and out every time her daughter called her ’mom’.
"Your daughter is so beautiful and so filial, why don’t you buy her another piece of clothing?" Wang Erfeng brought out a few of last year’s leftover short-sleeved shirts, "It won’t be long before you can wear short sleeves. These are discount items, only three yuan each. You should also buy one for your daughter to wear."
Upon hearing about the discount and the price of three yuan, both Zhou Lanfang and Zhou Siyu’s eyes lit up.
The clothes wouldn’t sell well in the city with their outdated styles, but in the villages and towns, it was a different story. The tailor shop’s clothing ran the same few durable and rugged styles over and over, and they weren’t cheap either—costing five to six yuan each. So, these for three yuan each were indeed a good deal.
Wang Erfeng, who sold clothes on the street every day and met many people, could tell they were tempted by just looking into their eyes. She quickly spread out the clothes one by one and even held them up against Zhou Siyu to size them up.
"Look how well this fits you! It’s like it was made to measure. Big sister, you really should get one for your daughter. I only have a few left, and if you don’t buy it now, they’ll be gone next time you come."
Zhou Lanfang was tempted but also felt torn about spending the money.
She had just spent eight yuan on a set of clothes.
As she hesitated, suddenly someone called from behind.
"Mom, dinner’s ready."
"Son," Wang Erfeng called out joyfully, introducing him to Zhou Lanfang with a proud face, "This is my younger son, Gu Jianbin."