Rebirth in the 80s: I Don't Want the Ungrateful Son Anymore

Because her son came to demand money and she didn't have any to give, Meng Shuyun was forced to death.

From disappointment, regret, and pain, Meng Shuyun awoke from a dream and was rebor...

Chapter 126 Let Su Xiumei help pick up the scraps

After delivering the goods, Meng Shuyun went to the secondhand market.

She was thinking of buying a clock so that she could have something to tell time at home.

I wandered around the flea market but couldn't find a suitable clock. However, I did see quite a few books on the stalls where people bought and sold secondhand goods.

“Buy all those books; Xiuju and Kangshun might need them in the future.”

Su Xiumei and Su Xiulan went into the stall to browse books, while Meng Shuyun stood at the door, and a stack of bowls and plates immediately caught her attention.

"Grandpa, your old bowl has a rather unique pattern," Meng Shuyun asked in surprise, finding it more and more pleasing to the eye the more she looked at it.

The old man, who was puffing on his cigarette, glanced back at the stack of bowls and plates and said nonchalantly, "These are worthless broken bowls. If you like them, they're a penny each."

Some of the bowls were broken, and nowadays people don't like to use broken bowls with chips. A few bowls and plates are something most families can afford.

Meng Shuyun leaned closer to examine the patterns, and the more she looked, the more shocked she became.

In her past life, her favorite thing to watch was an antique appraisal show.

She even wondered if she was seeing things.

This is a treasure that can be worth 100,000 yuan just for a bowl!

It's said to be a set, and it looks like a complete set here.

This is a huge windfall! Isn't this the legendary bargain hunt?!

Meng Shuyun was so excited that her heart was pounding and her hands were trembling.

Su Xiumei and Su Xiulan came out carrying a stack of books and saw Meng Shuyun's hands trembling as she looked at a stack of bowls.

Both of them were puzzled, but Su Xiumei thought the bowl looked quite nice.

She said, "Mom, if you like it, just buy it. I just saw a few plates with the same pattern inside, so we can make a set."

Meng Shuyun's eyes widened, and her hands trembled even more violently.

She exclaimed inwardly: "My God!"

Su Xiumei's casual remark was an absolutely wonderful surprise!

"Mother, what's wrong with you?"

Su Xiulan sensed something was wrong. "There are so many of these broken bowls inside. We don't need any more of these at home, and they're all chipped and not very usable."

With that, Su Xiulan led Meng Shuyun into the stall.

Inside, there was a pile of bowls and plates, all of which looked similar, so there were definitely many fakes.

No wonder the old man at the gate wasn't surprised.

Meng Shuyun swallowed hard, feeling the thrill of being hit by a pie growing stronger, but she could only watch helplessly.

Finding the genuine product in this pile is like finding a needle in a haystack.

Meng Shuyun looked at Su Xiumei with burning eyes and said, "Xiumei, look at this pile, is there anything you like? It would be best if we could make a set..."

Su Xiumei deftly put down her book and plunged into the pile of dishes, carefully picking through them with focused attention.

Seeing this, Su Xiulan wanted to lend a hand, but Meng Shuyun was quick-witted and grabbed her.

"Let Xiumei take her time choosing. Let's go settle the payment. My hand isn't working well, so you can run the errand for me." Meng Shuyun's tone was firm and left no room for argument.

Su Xiulan began to have doubts; her mother was acting very strangely today.

This series of actions is truly baffling.

On her way home, Su Xiumei also picked out two exquisite pen holders, saying with delight that they were the perfect size to hold Su Xiuju's pens.

Meng Shuyun gritted her teeth and stepped into the department store, steeling herself to buy a clock and take it home.

As soon as he got home, he quickly set the time with Su Xiuju's watch and tightened the chain.

The two sisters, Xiaoli and Xiaojuan, were filled with curiosity as they circled the clock, constantly turning its pendulum.

Listening to the crisp "drip-drip" sound, I looked up for a long time, not even noticing that my neck was getting sore.

In the days that followed, the two would occasionally go and glance at the clock, mentioning it to everyone they met.

"Xiuju, when did you buy this watch?" Su Xiulan asked curiously, since she hadn't seen her wearing it recently.

Su Xiuju's eyes darted around, and she stammered, "Ah, this, this is..."

“It’s a gift from me to Xiuju,” Meng Kangshun said casually. “Xiuju can’t keep track of time at work and is often late. With this watch, she won’t miss the time.”

He spoke frankly and naturally, which did not arouse any suspicion from his family.

But Su Xiangnan narrowed his eyes, his sharp gaze fixed on Meng Kangshun's face, and he gave a meaningful snort.

"Watches aren't cheap, and you just give them away like that? You're so generous. Are you really that kind? Maybe you're not... well, you know... "

"Second Brother, don't talk nonsense!" Su Xiuju was extremely anxious and quickly interrupted Su Xiangnan, afraid that he would say something he shouldn't.

"This watch is second-hand, and the price is quite reasonable. It looks pretty new to me, so I thought I'd give it to Xiuju. I didn't think much of it."

Meng Kangshun scratched his head and explained somewhat embarrassedly.

"Second brother is right. Giving away secondhand items is indeed inappropriate. I'll do it next time..."

Su Xiangnan's face instantly turned even uglier, and he said irritably, "Who's your second brother? I don't have a younger brother like you."

Meng Kangshun stood there awkwardly, but fortunately, Xiaoli and Xiaojuan were laughing and joking in the middle, which eased the awkward atmosphere.

After lunch, the family sat down together to divide the money and carefully weigh the gains and losses of the delivery.

Although the hair accessory business suffered heavy losses this time, fortunately there are still 1,000 pairs of orders.

When the money was being distributed, everyone's faces showed a solemn expression.

"Having business stolen is a common occurrence in the business world. We can only avoid being eliminated by the market by constantly improving. Okay, everyone, don't be discouraged." Meng Shuyun's words were firm and resolute, giving everyone a boost of morale.

Encouraged by this, everyone buried themselves in their work.

In the afternoon, Su Xiulan took some time to visit the supply and marketing cooperative.

I was supposed to go a couple of days ago, but I just couldn't find the time.

Upon arriving at the supply and marketing cooperative, she discovered that the sales clerk had changed; it was no longer the Liu Xiaomei she knew.

Su Xiulan frowned, walked straight in, and asked the languid woman behind the counter, "Where's Liu Xiaomei? Why isn't she at work?"

The woman looked Su Xiulan up and down. She was new and didn't recognize Su Xiulan at all.

"You're talking about the previous sales clerk, right? She got fired. Are you going to buy anything or not? If not, don't ask me anything."

Su Xiulan frowned even more. She had only been away for a month, and the supply and marketing cooperative had changed drastically. The new people didn't even recognize her.

Just then, Liu Xiaomei, with red eyes, came back to get the things she hadn't taken. As soon as she saw Su Xiulan, she quickly went up to her, pulled her aside, and talked to her.

"Sister Lan, you're finally back. You don't know, while you were gone, a new deputy manager was suddenly parachuted in, and all your things were thrown out."