With the onlookers gone, Jiang Meimei turned her attention back to Song Qingqing, "Aunt Bao, it seems you really don't want to."
Before she could finish speaking, Aunt Bao yelled "Ah..." and rushed towards Song Qingqing.
Song Qingqing wasn't flustered at all when she saw this.
She took a step back, bracing herself for Aunt Bao's furious tirade, but Aunt Bao kept winking and gesturing with her lips, signaling her to run away quickly.
Run? Run to where?
Shaking her head, Song Qingqing assumed a position, thinking to herself that she would be gentle with her hands later!
Having made up her mind, she kicked Aunt Bao to the ground with a spinning side kick as soon as the person ran in front of her.
Aunt Bao was quite clever; she pretended to faint the moment she fell to the ground.
Seeing this, Jiang Meimei stepped forward and kicked Aunt Bao twice, scolding her for being useless, and then tried to take action herself.
But as soon as she raised her hand, Song Qingqing gave her a round of applause, "Clap clap clap!"
The three consecutive hits in one click infuriated Jiang Meimei, but she was powerless to stop them.
In the end, all she could say was, "You just wait here."
Then...then she ran off to find help.
After the arrogant young lady left, Song Qingqing went to pull the old lady up. The old lady stood up and apologized, "Young lady, I'm sorry."
"Life is tough, you should go home!"
Song Qingqing didn't care; who hasn't had life strangle them at some point?
She didn't have a good life in her past life and struggled to survive.
She has encountered situations similar to Aunt Bao's.
Therefore, she can understand the suffering caused by being forced into a situation.
"You'd better leave quickly! The eldest daughter of the Jiang family is not someone that everyone can mess with."
If you're still here, she'll definitely call dozens of people to beat you to death.
In the future, if you see our Jiang family's eldest daughter, you'd better stay away from her!
She's like a mad dog; she can't stand girls who are prettier than her.
Aunt Bao gave Song Qingqing a serious piece of advice before leaving.
After hearing Aunt Bao's reminder, Song Qingqing didn't dare to linger. She might still be able to fight back against one or two opponents.
But if there were dozens, sorry, she knew she couldn't handle it!
My life is more important.
So, after Aunt Bao left, Song Qingqing didn't have time to ask how the other party's business was. Instead, she asked about the price, asked for a truckload of mineral water, and headed straight for the Huangcheng Wholesale Market at the mouth of the Huanghong River.
She went there mainly to stock up on snacks and drinks. Although the place she chose was primarily aimed at people starting their own stalls, there was also an amusement park not far from her.
Since there's an amusement park, there will be young people, and therefore, there will be snacks.
They rushed into the wholesale market and found that it was quite different from what they would see in later years.
Not to mention the houses built of iron sheds, the things there weren't very nice to look at, and there weren't many of them.
Occasionally, some toys that look particularly appealing will be snapped up very quickly.
She didn't buy toys, but instead picked out snacks and drinks, and even bought a refrigerator to chill water.
It's summer, and everyone wants to cool off.
I shopped from morning till afternoon, and almost all of my 1,000 yuan was gone.
But the things I bought piled up into a small mountain.
Looking at these things, Song Qingqing was at a loss.
Finally, having no other option, she had to find a truck driver to take her back to Zhongtang County.
Unfortunately, just as she came out to look for her car, she saw Song Meihua and her two children sitting in the car, holding clothes and toys, quickly passing by her.
Although it was only a glance, Song Qingqing could see very clearly that it was indeed her aunt's family.
They really are like cockroaches, impossible to kill. In just a few days, they already have time to go shopping.
Wait, something's not right?
My aunt is very stingy. She won't spend money on her younger cousin, but she's reluctant to spend money on her younger cousin or on herself.
Why is she dragging her injured leg out to spend money today? That's not normal.
Forget it, she couldn't be bothered with them.
Shaking off the random thoughts in her mind, Song Qingqing found the truck driver, negotiated a price, and had him take her and the goods back to the county town.
When she returned to the amusement park, her iron shed and frame were finished, and the welder was helping her clean up.
Song Qingqing was very pleased with their efficiency and gave each person an extra ten yuan when settling the bill.
After seeing off the truck driver and welder, Song Qingqing began to arrange the goods.
After a flurry of activity, a question finally came to her mind.
That means she doesn't have a storefront yet!
I acted on my idea immediately. I closed the shop, went to an advertising store, made a red banner for the storefront, took it back, and hung it above the iron shed gate.
The next day at noon, the bottled water was delivered, and she set off a string of firecrackers before opening her shop for business.
However, the expected booming business did not materialize.
She thought it might be because the door had just opened, and she wasn't discouraged.
After that, she also took some time to go to the Administration for Industry and Commerce to apply for a legal business license.
But when they heard that she was just a worker in a metal shed, they told her to wait for further notice.
Judging from their attitude, it will be difficult for this metal shed to obtain a legal business license.
I returned to Happy Street with trepidation, only to unexpectedly witness two men fighting over a seat at the entrance.
Song Qingqing got up and walked over. After listening for a while, she understood what had happened.
In the morning, the uncle in the blue shirt used a stone to reserve the best spot at the entrance and exit of the street market.
As a result, the cleaning lady moved the stone away, along with the uncle in the yellow shirt.
So he moved another stone to occupy that spot and came early to put his shoes there.
Sure enough, when it was time to set up the stall at four o'clock in the afternoon, the uncle in the blue shirt saw that the spot he had reserved had been taken over by the uncle selling shoes, and a verbal dispute immediately broke out.
The argument escalated to a physical fight when no resolution was reached.
When Song Qingqing arrived, both men were already bleeding. One had a bloody head and the other had blood coming from the corner of his mouth. Their condition was very serious.
Just then, a familiar voice suddenly broke into Song Qingqing's ears, "Dad, Dad, stop fighting, stop fighting!"
Hmm, that sounds familiar. Who is it?
Song Qingqing turned around and saw that it was her classmate and best friend from high school, Xiao Yanzi.
"Little Swallow?"
It's been so many years since I last saw her, and I was quite excited to see her round face again.
She cried out involuntarily, her eyes welling up with tears.
She didn't know what was wrong with her; she suddenly became sentimental when she saw her good friend.
"Qingqing? What are you doing here?"
When Zhang Xiaoyan saw Song Qingqing, her fear immediately found an outlet. She went up to Song Qingqing, hugged her hand, and started crying.
"Waaah, Qingqing, what should I do? My dad is vomiting blood, is he going to die?"
"No, the police won't ignore it," Song comforted her gently.
As if to confirm her words, the sound of police sirens came from afar as soon as she said them.
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