Zhou Lanfang felt a burst of happiness, and soon the two of them arrived outside the market, their stomachs rumbling with hunger.
There was a steamed bun shop at the entrance of the market, and the delightful scent wafted out, making Zhou Siyu swallow hard.
"Aunt, are you hungry?"
They hadn’t eaten since morning and had been walking non-stop, how could they not be hungry?
But having spent quite a bit of money throughout the day, Zhou Lanfang felt the pinch.
"Siyu, let’s eat when we get back. The buns here are expensive. The money for a few buns could steam a whole pot at home."
Zhou Siyu was tempted, but seeing Zhou Lanfang say so, she held back.
They indeed spent a lot today, and she knew when to stop.
"Get on the bike, let’s hurry back!" Zhou Lanfang worried if they stayed any longer, she wouldn’t be able to resist the temptation.
Although Shen Jianhua didn’t usually manage the finances, if he found out they overspent so much on clothes for Zhou Siyu, he would definitely have an opinion.
Shen Jianhua believed in simply having clothes to wear and didn’t like the children to compare themselves with others.
Zhou Siyu knew this too, so she didn’t dare pester Zhou Lanfang to buy more things. She didn’t want to ruin her future prospects in one go.
Just as they were about to get on the bicycle, Zhou Siyu suddenly caught sight of a familiar figure on the road ahead. Her pupils dilated, and she called out loudly, "Auntie."
Zhou Lanfang jumped in fright and looked at Zhou Siyu with concern.
Zhou Siyu pointed at the person across the street, her eyes wide with shock, "Auntie, isn’t that Sister?"
Although she was asking Zhou Lanfang, her tone was full of certainty. She had seen Shen Mianmian leave in that new outfit today.
She would recognize her even if she turned to ashes.
"How could that little bastard..." Zhou Lanfang’s words were cut off midway, her eyes sparking with sudden fury, "How could that little bastard be here?"
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Zhou Siyu hurriedly followed with a small run, feeling both shocked and envious.
Shen Mianmian had just placed the two unsold baskets onto the ox cart when she heard a roar.
"You damn girl, how did you get here?"
As she turned around, she saw Zhou Lanfang and her niece, both glaring at her with fierce eyes.
How did these two end up buying clothes in the city?
She had anticipated that selling goods in the city, she’d eventually run into someone she knew, but she didn’t expect it to be them. Luckily, she had sold all the vegetables by now, leaving only two baskets, and Lu Siyuan had gone to the restroom.
"There were more baskets today, they asked me to help watch the stall."
Zhou Siyu’s eyes turned red with jealousy. She had always thought that Shen Mianmian was stuck doing dirty and tedious work weaving baskets every day, never imagining Shen Mianmian could actually make it to the city.
She herself had only been here twice. Seeing how Shen Mianmian was packing up, she must have been here many times.
"He went to the restroom," Shen Mianmian answered calmly.
"Do you come to the city every week?" Zhou Siyu glared at her and asked.
"I help out in the morning and weave baskets in the afternoon," Shen Mianmian responded slowly, her eyes sneakily glancing towards the direction of the restroom.
She couldn’t let them meet Lu Siyuan.
If they found out she was working at Lu Siyuan’s house, it would cause a big scene.
Zhou Siyu’s jealousy was driving her mad.
It turned out that Uncle still favored Shen Mianmian more. Such a good job was given to Shen Mianmian and not to her. He said weaving baskets was tiring, but looking at Shen Mianmian now, her complexion was getting more and more radiant. Where was the tiredness?