23: 23 Inquire about news
23: 23 Inquire about news
Qiu Ying did not reply to Luo Yuzhu’s words but returned to her previous seat and began reading the book she was halfway through.
Luo Yuzhu, seeing her act this way, became anxious, “Young lady, the sister who left with you truly went to the city.”
Qiu Ying, without lifting her eyelids, said, “If I don’t know you, why should I tell you?”
“Miss,” Qiu Dayong said with a laugh, after hearing his daughter’s words, “We also don’t know if the person you’re looking for was one of the two just now.
Why don’t you go back to the bus station to look?
Maybe your daughter is waiting for you there.”
“At such a young age, to have such poor manners, I wonder who she learned it from,” Luo Yuzhu huffed coldly, “No wonder you can’t sell your peaches.”
With that, she threw the bag of peaches she was carrying, “What an attitude, I don’t want these peaches anymore, refund my money.”
She only bought the peaches to try to gather some information; without any news, who would want the peaches?
The middle-aged man, seeing her act this way, said nothing, took out one yuan and fifty cents from the bag to give back to her, and then silently poured the peaches back into the crate.
Luo Yuzhu’s face turned dark, and she left feeling resentful with the one yuan and fifty cents.
Just like daughter, like father, with their attitude not showing the slightest bit of initiative, it’s no wonder they couldn’t do any business.
So many peaches were left unsold; they’d probably all rot at home.
Close to the bus station, she saw from afar a girl who looked very much like Xiaofeng boarding a bus, and she hurriedly ran towards it.
But before she could catch up to the bus, it had already started moving, not caring about her shouting and yelling from behind.
Frustrated, she could only stare angrily on the spot, you damn girl, at least wait for me.
The next bus would not arrive for another half hour; there was no option but to wait.
The damn girl going down to the city for no reason, could she be going to meet her own father?
At this thought, she felt a burst of joy in her heart.
Yes, the damn girl was pregnant and wasn’t willing to help the idiot with the bridal swap, so He Ximei wouldn’t tolerate her.
Apart from finding me, who else could she turn to?
Su Xiaofeng, of course, wasn’t going to find Luo Yuzhu.
She went to understand the market in the city and to look for a good location to sell about five to six hundred pounds of peaches.
The original host had been to the county town a few times, sneaking behind her family’s back each time to meet Luo Yuzhu.
Deep down, she didn’t want to stay in poor Lihua Village and wanted Luo Yuzhu to get her out.
Of course, Luo Yuzhu could never agree to this, as she wished she had never given birth to Xiaofeng.
Xiaofeng’s existence constantly reminded her that she had once married a poor man.
This stain would prevent her from ever holding her head high in the Lin Family.
After getting off the bus, Su Xiaofeng looked at the unfamiliar small county town of the nineties, feeling somewhat lost.
“Xiaofeng, there’s a place selling buns over there, I’m hungry,” Su Peng said, his eyes fixed on the bun shop across from the bus station, his stomach rumbling.
“Let’s go, we’ll get something to eat,” Su Xiaofeng said, noting that it was indeed lunchtime and feeling quite hungry.
The two of them sat down in a soup noodle shop and ordered two bowls of shredded pork rice noodles.
Xiaofeng sat down and started to gather information.
The shop wasn’t very crowded at the moment.
The landlady, busy with her work, answered Xiaofeng’s questions, “In Northern City, a new apartment building has just been constructed.
Most of the people who work for the government have moved in there.”
In the nineties, commercial housing was not yet popular in small county towns; what was beginning to appear were government apartment buildings, allocated to employees for residence.
Hearing what the landlady said, Xiaofeng decided to have a look at Northern City after eating.