Chapter 17 Oh My God, It Must Be Poison
Song Yunqing put down the wash basin in his hand, then reached into his pocket mysteriously.
"I promise you'll love this gift."
Xiaohua's eyes lit up at these words, but then she thought that she shouldn't be so excited, otherwise she would seem worthless.
Mom said, don’t act like you’re worthless.
She raised her head proudly: "You are not me, how do you know that I will definitely like it."
"So you don't like it? Well, forget it. I can only give this pretty little red flower hairpin to someone else."
Song Yunqing wanted to leave on purpose, but Xiaohua grabbed his arm unexpectedly, with pleading eyes.
"What little red flower hairpin? Let me see it. My name is Xiaohua, and it must suit me."
Xiaohu stomped his feet in frustration: "Xiaohua, have you forgotten what your mother said?"
A short guy next to him was so painful that his face wrinkled up and tears were about to fall.
"Boss, can you stomp your own feet next time?"
Xiaohua pretended not to hear: "My mother won't buy me hairpins."
Song Yunqing looked at the children and found them interesting. Life on the island was boring, but with these little kids around, laughter could be heard everywhere.
She slowly opened her hand, and in the middle of her palm lay a clip the size of a bottle cap.
The big red petals are made of cloth, with a little yellow stamens dotted in the middle.
Lively and clever.
Xiaohua was attracted by it the first time she saw it, her eyes widened: "Is this really for me?"
Xiaohu was anxious: "Xiaohua, don't let her bribe you!"
Song Yunqing took out another slingshot and said with a look of regret, "There's another toy here. I wonder who to give it to?"
Xiaohu was anxious again: "Aunt Song, look at me."
Xiaohua looked at him with disdain: "Xiaohu, you just said you don't want to be bribed!"
Xiaohu said confidently: "Didn't you see the slingshot just now?"
Song Yunqing was amused by them. She put the flower hairpin in Xiaohua's hand and handed the slingshot to Xiaohu.
"Okay, now that you've got the gifts, tell them if I hit you."
Xiaohua shook her head a little embarrassedly: "No."
"Now, can you tell me where I can do the laundry?"
Xiaohua pointed to the wall not far away and said, "There's only one well on the island. My mother and her family wash clothes in the freshwater washing pool over there. The water is diverted there."
Song Yunqing patted Xiaohua's head and said, "Thank you."
Since I'm new here, it's hard to get along well with the adults here, but I'm the little kid who's easier to talk to.
It is always better to have one more friend than one more enemy.
Xiaohua's face instantly turned red like an apple, and she said in a muffled voice, "You're welcome."
After Song Yunqing walked away, Xiaohu took the slingshot and tried it out. He was extremely happy.
The short guy next to him was jealous: "Boss, let me play with you."
There are too few toys to play with on this island. Every day I either play with stones or small crabs.
Later, the weather was bad and the adults didn't allow us to go to the beach.
"Don't worry, let me try first. Go and put some small bottles there, and I'll test my aim."
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When Song Yunqing carried the basin to the laundry pool, the military families gathered together and chatted while washing clothes.
"Your family made so much noise last night that I couldn't sleep."
This made everyone cover their mouths and laugh.
"Needless to say, the political commissar is so capable, my sister-in-law must be very happy!"
Song Yunqing's face turned red when he heard this. Can these things be discussed in broad daylight?
Have you forgotten that there is a virgin here?
Oh, I forgot, she is married.
But the marriage was not consummated?
Oh, they don't know.
As soon as she appeared, she immediately became everyone's focus.
"Hey, Missy is here to do the laundry too?"
Qian Xiufen deliberately raised her voice and slammed the mallet in her hand heavily on the stone slab, splashing water that wet Song Yunqing's shoes.
A stranger nearby immediately chimed in: "How can they do this? I'm afraid they'll ruin the clothes."
Everyone burst into laughter.
Song Yunqing glanced at them sideways. She had realized that she couldn't be nice to these people. The more she paid attention to them, the more excessive they became.
She took out a small bar of soap from the basin, which had the jasmine scent she liked.
"Ahem, what's that smell? Don't dirty our water."
Mrs. Feng covered her nose and leaned back: "Everyone's clothes are washed here, don't put any poison in here."
She had some impression of this Mrs. Feng, who sat next to Qian Xiufen last night. The two of them were as close as if they were wearing the same pair of pants.
Song Yunqing held up a piece of light yellow soap, which shone with a warm luster in the sunlight and produced dense foam as soon as it touched water.
The island is isolated and not many outside objects can enter. Many people have only heard of soap, but have basically never seen it and have no idea what it looks like.
"Hey everyone, come and take a look."
Mrs. Feng jumped up as if she had been scalded: "What the hell is this? It's foaming and the smell is horrible."
The foam flowed downstream with the water. Mrs. Chen, who was washing diapers, found that her hands were covered with fragrant bubbles and screamed.
"Oh my god! If this gets on the diaper, the baby won't be able to breastfeed!"
"Hey, Mr. Song, what do you mean? Do you want to kill us?"
Qian Xiufen stood in front of Song Yunqing, with her hands on her hips, looking like a shrew.
"I thought it was normal for them not to know him. You've been around a lot, and you don't know him either?"
These words made Qian Xiufen very angry and her face turned red.
If she says she knows him, she will be shooting herself in the foot, but if she says she doesn't, she will be admitting her lack of knowledge.
Either way, she couldn't accept it.
"Hmph, stop trying to trick me."
Song Yunqing pretended to sigh, "This is called soap. It's used for washing clothes. Clothes washed with it are clean and fragrant. I wanted to give it to you to try, but... Oh, forget it. I guess I was just being sentimental."
After saying this, Song Yunqing concentrated on rubbing the clothes in the basin.
A few curious people came over and watched quietly. After a while, the dirty clothes were actually washed clean.
"It's amazing! So this is the soap rich people use. It's so effective!"
Qian Xiufen immediately glared at her: "You look so ignorant. It's just a bar of soap, as if no one has ever used it before."
That person was also a fool: "Mrs. Qian, have you used it too?"
Qian Xiufen choked and just stared at her.
Nonsense, she had only heard of it. Where could she afford to buy it? If she had used it, she would have recognized it!
Song Yunqing was very generous with her soap use and she had saved several boxes.
The jasmine foam floated down the river, and the fragrance became stronger and stronger, penetrating into the noses of people around.
After she finished washing the clothes, she soaked them in water and rinsed them clean. When she picked them up, she saw that they were white and clean.
Before leaving, Song Yunqing took out a new bar of soap and handed it to the person who had just said it was useful.
"Since you're so curious, I'll give you this one. How about trying it yourself when you get home?"
Others are disdainful, envious, and jealous.
The smell was so good that even the washed clothes had the fragrance.
Who wouldn't want a piece of that.
But they usually use wood ash, which is not only difficult to wash clean, but also has a strange smell. So you have to use it sparingly, because such a good thing must not be cheap.
Qian Xiufen was so angry that her mouth almost twisted. "You want it so badly? What's so good about capitalist things? Aren't you afraid that she'll add something to it?"
"If you ask me, it's better to throw it away. Don't throw it into the water. Dig a hole and bury it."
"But...it smells really good."
The man hesitated and didn't want to throw it away. It was a valuable item and he had never seen it before.
"That's the face of a capitalist, really. Look at the way he flaunts his wealth, it's like he's seen it all before."
Ge Jinglan silently complained in her heart, I have only heard of it but never seen it!
"I'll take it back and try it out. If it's as good as she says, we can all use it. How about that?"
Qian Xiufen knew at a glance that she was reluctant to part with it: "Forget it, forget it, just take it and use it. You'll regret it when something happens."
Ge Jinglan was also afraid. Although it smelled good, could it be that something inappropriate was added to the taste?
She didn't dare put it in the basin and mix it with the clothes, so she wrapped it in a leaf.
I took it out and smelled it carefully after I got home. The smell was different from the one in Song Yunqing's hand, but it was also a floral scent.
"What did you get? It smells pretty good."
Chen Zhicheng came over and looked at it curiously.
"This is what Miss Song gave me. It's amazing! It's completely different from the wood ash we use. Just rub it on clothes and it immediately produces foam. And the clothes washed with it are not only clean but also fragrant."
Chen Zhicheng curled his lips: "I don't believe it, this can be so magical."
He lowered his voice and said, "I heard that everyone has a bad relationship with Miss Song. Will you become the first one to be exposed?"
Ge Jinglan hesitated a little: "That shouldn't be the case. She gave it to me on her own initiative. I didn't ask for it. Besides, I've been friends with them for so many years, so it can't be a problem, right?"
"That makes sense, but is this thing really that useful?"
"Of course it's fake. I saw it with my own eyes. The clothes were washed really clean, and the foam smelled good."
Chen Zhicheng couldn't help himself and said, "We'll know if it's true or not if we try it."
Ge Jinglan took out the wash basin and filled it half with water.
"Here, these are the clothes I just changed out of. They're dirty."
Chen Zhicheng handed it over excitedly. Ge Jinglan first soaked it in water, then carefully picked up the soap and rubbed it on the clothes twice.
"It really is foaming, it's amazing!"
“And it smells good!”
Ge Jinglan rubbed it back and forth excitedly, and the stain on the collar of her shirt was immediately washed clean.
Clean as new.
Chen Zhicheng couldn't help but sigh, "What a great thing! Miss Song is so generous. She gave me this foreign thing without hesitation."
Ge Jinglan nodded in agreement: "That's right, I see she is very frugal with her money, so she shouldn't be short of this little money."
There was envy in Ge Jinglan's tone. Although everyone looked down on the identity of capitalists, if she were a capitalist's daughter, she would probably be very happy.
Apart from anything else, the family had endless money, and I heard that they ate white flour every meal and all the food was good.
They had never seen such foreign stuff before, but people gave it to them as a gift.
It seems that Miss Song is not as bad as the legend says.
Ge Jinglan smelled the faint fragrance on the clothes, and a rare girlish feeling surged up in her heart. She lowered her head and sniffed lightly.
Chen Zhicheng also came to his senses at this moment, and pulled Ge Jinglan aside and said:
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