Lin Qinghuan walked out of the post office carrying a bag, looked at the scorching sun, and walked towards the village with an umbrella. When she passed a small shop, worried that she would get thirsty on the way, she went closer to the shop and saw that the owner was actually a young boy of fifteen or sixteen years old.

Lin Qinghuan asked with a smile, "Excuse me, sir, how much is a bottle of soda?"

When the young male shop owner saw Lin Qinghuan, a look of amazement flashed across his eyes, and he said with a smile, "Five cents a bottle."

Lin Qinghuan took out 50 cents and handed it to the young shop owner, picked up the soda, and turned to leave the shop.

"Girl, don't go." The young shop owner ran out of the store with fifty cents in his hand and called out to Lin Qinghuan.

Lin Qinghuan stopped and looked at the young boss, asking in confusion, "Is something the matter?"

The young business owner pointed sheepishly to the gas cylinder in Lin Qinghuan's hand.

"Didn't I already pay?" Lin Qinghuan said.

The young business owner said, "Bottle."

"I bought a bottle of soda for five cents, so of course the bottle is mine. What, are you trying to scam me?"

Lin Qinghuan had never heard of selling drinks and having to drink the beverage and leave the bottle before leaving.

Upon hearing Lin Qinghuan's words, the young shop owner quickly said, "Don't be wronged. I absolutely did not extort you. No matter where you buy soda, it's five cents a bottle. If you want to take the bottle with you, you'll have to pay two cents more."

Lin Qinghuan looked at the young shop owner with some skepticism, "Really? You're not lying to me. Is a broken glass really worth two cents?"

The young business owner said, "Really, why would I lie to you?"

Lin Qinghuan thought for a moment and said, "I don't want to buy it anymore. Give me my money back."

The young shop owner looked at Lin Qinghuan in surprise and blurted out, "Ah! You're not buying soda anymore?"

"I can't finish a bottle of soda in one go, and I feel it's too much of a rip-off to pay two cents for a broken glass bottle," Lin Qinghuan said as she handed the soda bottle to the young shop owner.

The young business owner reached for the soda bottle, but noticed Lin Qinghuan was gripping it too tightly. He looked at Lin Qinghuan in confusion, "What do you mean?"

"Cash on delivery," Lin Qinghuan said seriously.

The young business owner chuckled. "My goodness! It sounds like we're making a deal."

The young shopkeeper returned the 50 cents to Lin Qinghuan, who handed the soda bottle back to him. Just as she was about to leave, she heard a mocking voice, "These days, wanting to drink soda when you don't have money is just ridiculous."

Lin Qinghuan looked in the direction of the sound and saw a young woman in her early twenties looking at her with a mocking expression.

"Whether I have money for soda or not is none of your business. Stop spouting nonsense," Lin Qinghuan retorted coldly.

The young woman walked up to Lin Qinghuan and said angrily, "You brat, do you really know who I am?"

"You don't even know who you are? Are you mentally challenged?" Lin Qinghuan retorted.

The young woman was enraged when Lin Qinghuan called her mentally challenged. She arrogantly retorted, "My cousin works at the police station. Be careful, or I'll have him arrest you."

Lin Qinghuan scoffed, "Oh! I thought your father was the county magistrate, that's why you're so arrogant."

"You..." The young woman was speechless with anger.

"What do you mean, 'you'? Haven't you heard of the saying 'a cousin is three thousand miles away'? If your cousin knew that you were abusing his status to do bad things, he would definitely put aside family ties and beat you up to avoid being implicated by your arrogant and domineering cousin," Lin Qinghuan said.

Seeing the woman and the young woman arguing and neither willing to back down, the young shop owner worried they might come to blows, so he hurriedly said, "Sister Qin, come sit down in the shop and chat with me. I'm so bored sitting alone." With that, he pulled the young woman into the shop.

Lin Qinghuan didn't continue to argue with the young man and quickly left the convenience store.

A car passed by Lin Qinghuan, and an elderly man in his sixties sat inside, looking melancholy.

"Boss, shall we go to Baiyunlong Village now?" the driver asked.

"Let's stay in the city for one night, and then we'll go to Baiyun Village tomorrow," the old man said.