Lin Xiazhu was worried that Yan Xin might not be careful and could hurt someone, but it turned out that her worries were unnecessary. Yan Xin had prepared a one-meter-long bamboo branch, but she never actually used it.
Because aside from making a few snide remarks to Yan Xin or complaining about someone, Lin Xiaoxue didn't spend much time getting close to Yan Xin. Every time Yan Xin held up the bamboo stick, it was tempting, but she could never bring herself to do it.
Forget it, it's just a child, not even her own. Why should she discipline him?
When Lin Xiaoxue was about to say something to her again, Yan Xin took out a bamboo stick and smacked the table a few times with a sullen face.
"Lin Xiaoxue, listen to me! Don't say anything bad about this or that in front of me again. I think you're the most annoying one. If you dare to talk badly about my sisters again and don't know how to be united and friendly, I'll slap you."
“Go and see which kid is as gossipy as you. You don’t learn anything good, and all you do is cause trouble all day long. I think you’re just too well-fed and living too comfortably. Let’s starve you for a few days and see if you still have the energy to jump around.”
The more Yan Xin thought about it, the angrier she became. She really wanted to beat Lin Xiaoxue up to vent her anger, but before she could even make a move, Lin Xiaoxue had already jumped several meters away.
He shouted as he ran, "It's none of my business. I was just asking. Why are you taking your anger out on me? If you don't want to, fine. Nobody's forcing you."
"I'll beat you to death today, or I'll change my surname to yours." Yan Xin chased after her, only to bump into Lin Xiazhu, who had just returned from outside, with several followers behind her.
"What's wrong? Why are you so angry?" Lin Xiazhu asked, puzzled.
Yan Xin pursed her lips, not wanting to say anything more.
"Mom, we overheard them on the street saying that Granny Jin came to play matchmaker for you today, wanting to introduce you to the tailor at the end of the street." Lin Chacha couldn't keep anything to herself and wanted to know everything as soon as possible.
Grandma Ajin is a renowned matchmaker in Shanhe Town. Ninety-nine percent of the matches she arranges are successful, and she charges a high fee for her services.
I heard she's very influential. Not only does she act as a matchmaker for single men and women in her town, but the entire Changhe County is under her influence. Of course, it's not just her; matchmakers from other towns also exchange information with her, making money together—a win-win situation for everyone.
In her previous life, Zhao Xiaolian was introduced to the tailor by Granny Ajin. Unexpectedly, this time, Zhao Xiaolian didn't ask Granny Ajin for help, but the tailor took the initiative first.
The tailor was initially very annoyed because the opening of a new clothing store in town had greatly impacted his business, but he was helpless to do anything about it.
Later I heard that Zhao Xiaolian's husband had died and she was raising five children alone. Her family was not bad off. The tailor was over thirty and still single. Although he ran a shop in town and his income was decent, he had a limp and was not good-looking.
The main problem is that he had very high standards when he was young, and he didn't like this one or that one. So he kept putting it off until now, and it's even harder for him to get married now. After all, the tailor shop business has declined, and he's getting old.
Look at Zhao Xiaolian, she's quite pretty. Although she has many children, she runs her own business. Besides her clothing store, she also runs a food stall on weekends. She clearly earns a lot of money. Marrying her would be a good deal.
So they asked Granny Ajin to act as matchmaker, thinking it would definitely work out. But Zhao Xiaolian refused outright and even got angry, cursing Granny Ajin and swearing to heaven and earth that she would never marry again, even if it meant death.
The news of Yan Xin being asked to marry a man quickly spread throughout the town. This morning, Yan Xin was so angry that she ran home and refused to go to the shop. Unexpectedly, Lin Xiaoxue dared to test her, and her words seemed to support her changing her home.
If she hadn't been so rational and remembered that she wasn't the real Zhao Xiaolian, she would have broken Lin Xiaoxue's leg just now.
Lin Xiazhu remained calm. When she heard the people outside talking, she guessed what was going on. Seeing Yan Xin's reaction now was also expected. It would be a miracle if she agreed.
"Alright, just ignore it. With your outburst, the whole town knows that Zhao Xiaolian will never remarry, so probably no one will dare to act as a matchmaker for you anymore. Don't worry." Lin Xiazhu felt that this was no big deal, and that cooking was the important thing.
After dinner, Yan Xin learned from Lin Xiazhu that the tailor in her previous life was Zhao Xiaolian's second husband, and the two even had a son. Yan Xin felt disgusted and was frightened.
He said he needed to rest at home for a few days to calm his nerves.
"Whatever you want." Lin Xiazhu had no objection. Anyway, the shop's income wasn't much, so closing it for a few days wouldn't have any impact.
Before we knew it, the end of the year was approaching, and Lin Xiazhu and her friends were on winter vacation. The market was even more crowded, and the food stalls were so busy that they had to add a few more small tables.
Xiao An also came to help, and even Lin Xiaoxue was dragged into cleaning the dishes. She was initially unwilling, but later Lin Xiazhu said she would be paid, so she was happy.
It was the 23rd day of the twelfth lunar month. Around 10 a.m., a few young people with dyed hair and fashionable clothes came in. They looked to be about seventeen or eighteen years old.
Three men and one woman. The woman, with thick makeup, bright red lips, and purple eyeshadow, loudly proclaimed, "Four bowls of wontons, ten meatballs in each bowl, and an egg in each!"
The villagers around exclaimed "Wow!" in envy. "They must have added so much seasoning to make this meal so delicious. I wonder how much it must have cost!"
Based on Lin Xiazhu's more than 20 years of experience as a migrant worker in her previous life, she could tell at a glance that these people had returned from working away from home. In fact, working in a factory is not easy, especially in factories where you have to work the night shift, which can be exhausting.
However, it's much better than working in the fields under the sun and wind, facing the loess soil with your back to the sky. At least you can save money. Nowadays, many people in rural areas work themselves to the bone all year round but still can't earn much money.
Besides doing farm work in the fields, they spend the rest of their time chopping firewood in the mountains and occasionally working as laborers on construction sites to earn seven or eight yuan. Many people can't even afford to pay tuition for their children's schooling.
Working away from home is tiring, but you can save money. Some young people send half of their salary home and keep the other half for themselves, which is quite carefree.
However, many of them send every penny of their wages home, while they live and eat in the factory, living a life not much better than those in the countryside, like Lin Xiazhu in my previous life.
The market didn't close until 4 p.m. that day, and Lin Xiazhu and the others were exhausted. They didn't have time to eat lunch, but Lin Xiazhu stuffed a few meatballs into their stomachs. Now that they had some free time, they quickly cooked some vermicelli and ate.
Each person had a large bowl, and Yan Xin was so busy that she didn't even have time to eat meatballs. She had been selling clothes the whole time. When she finally had a chance to eat, she slurped down her food without caring about her image anymore, chewing and drinking the soup in big gulps.
Oh my goodness, she was so hungry her stomach was practically tied in knots, she had no choice but to wolf down her food.
After finishing a large bowl, Lin Xiazhu steamed another flat meatball. "This flat meatball isn't for sale. It's just for us to eat. Anyone who hasn't eaten enough can come and get some."
"We're full, we're full," everyone waved their hands, indicating they couldn't eat anymore.
Then let's save it for dinner.
"Sis, do you think you can really earn a lot of money by going out to work? Several groups of people came to eat today, and they were all dressed so beautifully, some even wearing makeup." Lin Chacha said with longing.
Lin Xiaoxue couldn't wait to grow up quickly so she could go out and work. She wanted to wear pretty clothes, put on the heaviest makeup, and go back to her hometown to loudly order a big bowl of wonton noodles with vermicelli, plus a dozen meatballs and a few fried eggs.
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