Su Laogui had agreed to let Su Xiaofeng keep the child and also agreed to her doing business, which was enough for Su Xiaofeng.
If Su Laogui had not agreed to her doing business or to her keeping the child, she could simply have walked away, whether to the coast or somewhere else.
As long as the child could stay, that was fine; she had her own hands and feet, and she did not believe that in this era she would end up without food.
That evening, when she returned to her room, she took out a small notebook and the original owner’s saved money, which included a lot of change, so she did not need to bother He Ximei to get change.
She put the change and the notebook into her bag and then went to bed early.
At five o’clock, Su Xiaofeng woke Su Peng up.
“Why are you getting up so early?” He Ximei yawned, “To catch the early bus?”
“We need to get those people to pick the peaches early, so we can hurry to the city, maybe we can sell them for a good price,” Su Xiaofeng said, already prepared and looking spirited.
“You really are diligent,” He Ximei went back into her room and took out twenty yuan, “Although I don’t agree with you doing business, this money is not for your business, it’s for your food, have something nice in the city.”
“It’s fine if you give it to my brother,” Su Xiaofeng understood what He Ximei was worried about—it was just the fear of losing money on the peaches, leaving Su Peng hungry.
Watching the two leave the house before dawn, He Ximei had a smile on her face, thinking that Xiaofeng seemed to be less opposed to herself and Pengzi, and was even willing to go out with Pengzi.
“Xiaofeng, you and your dumb brother are heading out so early,” Su Xiaotao had just come out from the outhouse at the village entrance and greeted Su Xiaofeng and Su Peng in a neither warm nor cold manner.
“We are going to the city,” Su Peng was smiling happily, very pleased.
Yesterday Su Wu’s mother had run into Luo Yuzhu at the market, something everyone knew.
Now early in the morning, Xiaofeng was heading to the county town, surely it meant Su Xiaofeng had agreed to get married?
Thinking of this, Su Xiaotao’s smile carried a hint of mockery: “Some people, pregnant with a child still dare to get married, not afraid of being kicked out once the groom’s family finds out.”
Thick-skinned is just thick-skinned, not even knowing whose wild seed she’s carrying in her belly and she still dares to get married.
Listening to Su Xiaotao, Su Xiaofeng was reminded of the day Su Xiaotao had left the original owner halfway up the hillside.
A sneer crossed her mind.
“Yes, even if I’m pregnant, those proposing marriage still broke down my door,” Su Xiaofeng had no time to waste chatting with Su Xiaotao, she was busy hurrying along.
“Don’t be smug, no man wants to raise another man’s child, you’ll have your time to cry,” Su Xiaotao snorted coldly and walked towards her house.
Su Xiaofeng glanced at a stone nearby and kicked it toward Su Xiaotao, who, too full of herself, wasn’t watching her step.
Su Xiaotao stepped on it and ended up sitting on the ground with a thud.
“Ouch,” Su Xiaotao exclaimed, probably having landed in pain, it really hurt.
Su Xiaofeng briefly glanced over but did not approach, instead speeding up her steps, and in less than an hour, she arrived at Daba Village.
Qiu Dayong had just gotten up and was startled to see Su Xiaofeng: “Miss, coming so early?”
“Sister,” Qiu Ying came out from another room, “My dad and I thought you wouldn’t come today, are we picking now?”
“Yes, pick all the Peaches, leave out the ones that are too small or don’t look good, and I don’t want too many plums, just a hundred pounds is fine,” Peaches were the main product to sell, with plums just as an addition on the side.
As soon as Su Xiaofeng spoke, she gave the impression of a seasoned veteran.