Chapter 115
Ji Wanmei put the photo back into the envelope, put it into her small handbag, and went out.
Besides one photo of her, there are also two photos of Luo Chunyan and Lei Tingjun.
After Ji Wanmei arrived at Luo Chunyan's house, she called Luo Chunyan down.
Luo Chunyan returned home yesterday and was treated to a great deal of praise and admiration from her family.
In particular, when she presented the fashionable gifts she had brought back from Zhejiang to her family and saw their surprised and amazed expressions, Luo Chunyan felt a sense of pride and satisfaction.
This sense of satisfaction was something she had never experienced before when she helped her family with laundry, cooking, and taking care of her younger siblings; it was surprisingly quite good.
Especially Luo Chunyan's mother, who couldn't stop smiling when she saw the beautiful hair ties and curling irons that Luo Chunyan had bought for her.
They kept exaggerating, saying that their Chunyan was doing well, that she even knew to bring things back for her parents.
Luo Ermei got the floral dress and trousers she had been longing for. After changing into them, she was so happy that she flew around the room.
Luo Chunyan's father was also very happy to receive a nice belt.
The youngest child, Luo Chunjie, also received a toy he had never seen before. He finally stopped crying and fussing, and enthusiastically studied his toy.
All five members of the family wore smiles of satisfaction they had never seen before, all because of Luo Chunyan.
This suddenly elevated Luo Chunyan's status at home.
When Ji Wanmei came to see Luo Chunyan in the morning, everyone in the Luo family was unusually enthusiastic towards her.
In particular, Luo Chunyan's mother repeatedly invited Ji Wanmei to her home for a visit and to have lunch with her.
Ji Wanmei smiled and said, "No need, Auntie. Chunyan and I need to hurry up and tidy up the shop. The goods we ordered should arrive in the next day or two."
Aunt Luo quickly added, "Then we need to hurry. Can you two manage? If not, I'll come over and help clean up after I get off work this afternoon. Don't worry, I'm very good at cleaning and wiping windows."
“Those places have already been cleaned up by workers. We just need to set up some counters, so we won’t trouble you, Auntie.”
Luo Chunyan didn't want her mother to get involved, so she said, "Oh, Mom, you should go and do your own thing. This is a serious matter, so if you don't understand it, don't get involved."
Aunt Luo was a little embarrassed by her daughter's behavior, but she couldn't say anything in front of Ji Wanmei, so she smiled and said, "Alright, you can go ahead and do your work! Meimei, if you need any help from your aunt, just let me know. We're all family."
Ji Wanmei was a little overwhelmed by Aunt Luo's enthusiasm, so she smiled and left.
Luo Chunyan pouted: "Meimei, don't mind my mom, that's just how she is."
Ji Wanmei declined to comment.
The previous generation, due to their living environment, all had some mercenary habits. Ji Wanmei couldn't be too harsh and demand that everyone be of high moral character and become a perfect person.
Even Ji Wanmei herself couldn't do that, so what right did she have to point fingers at others?
In her previous life, Ji Wanmei was fortunate enough to live for twenty more years and witness the early days of the internet.
Many people, separated by an internet connection and not knowing each other, hide their identities behind that connection and criticize others' behavior.
They act as if they are moral paragons and saints, able to criticize others from a God-like perspective.
Little do you know, if you were to publish your own life online, you might be even uglier and more despicable than those you criticize.
Many are like this: lenient with themselves, but strict with others.
They are complacent and oblivious to their own ugly and bad habits, yet they seize upon the slightest flaws in others.
More often than not, before you criticize others, please reflect on yourself and whether you have the right to criticize them.
Moreover, in Ji Wanmei's view, the petty worldly things that people like Aunt Luo pick up in life are often harmless.
After stepping out of the courtyard, Ji Wanmei took out the photo: "Take a look."
"Wow! These are photos we took at West Lake!" Luo Chunyan exclaimed in surprise. "And I must say, the photographer was really good; these photos are really great."
Behind them is the Leifeng Pagoda, with the emerald green West Lake rippling in the water. Under the shade of willow trees, the sun shines brightly, and the three of them stand straight.
Luo Chunyan admired her own smile and Ji Wanmei's beauty for a while before finally glancing at Lei Tingjun.
But then they discovered he wasn't even looking at the camera.
Luo Chunyan couldn't help but scoff, "Look at this guy, he can't even take a picture properly. He looks better when he looks at the camera."
Ji Wanmei simply smiled, pursing her lips.
Today, Luo Chunyan dressed up specially, wearing her newly bought black and white polka dot hair tie, and even wearing lipstick like people in big cities, completely shedding her previous dowdy look.
The two young women rode in a small tricycle, becoming a unique sight in the county town.
It only took about ten minutes to reach the shop in the center of the county.
The shop has been renovated and is just waiting for Ji Wanmei and the others to come and inspect it.
Ji Wanmei has one key, and the other key is with the construction workers.
After the work was completed, the worker gave the key to A-Qiang.
The newly renovated shop looks completely different.
It was almost exactly as Ji Wanmei had envisioned: bright and clean windows, white walls, exquisitely designed shelf compartments, and a display window specially cut from a single piece of wood at the entrance.
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