She knew nothing about the powerful figures who rose to prominence in later generations, except for Sikong Xingchen; she didn't know any particularly remarkable people.
Sikong Xingchen came to her on his own initiative; otherwise, she wouldn't even be able to touch someone like him who's at the top of the food chain.
Thinking of this, her eagerness to make money grew even stronger.
“If that doesn’t work, you can come with me and sell children’s clothes! You can sell shoes, and I’ll sell clothes. We can both do it all.” Shi Lai Di was a kind and helpful aunt. Seeing her blank expression, she still wanted to persuade her to go into the same line of work as her.
Seeing Shi Lai Di's actions, Song Qingqing was a little touched. She glanced at the two sacks of vegetables she had just brought back, and on a whim, she took out a plastic bag, filled it with some vegetables, and handed it to Shi Lai Di, saying, "Auntie, I appreciate your kindness, but I can't take away your business."
After saying that, she glanced at the middle-aged woman selling children's shoes and saw that her tense expression had relaxed. Then she added, "These are some popsicles the kids gave me. There are too many for me to eat, so you can take them home and eat them!"
"How can this be? I don't want it, I don't want it." Shi Laidi was very embarrassed and handed the bag over again, but Song Qingqing didn't take it and pushed it away.
She knew that people nowadays were still very honest and wouldn't easily take advantage of others.
Even if there are, they are only a very small number of people.
"Take these! I have two more sacks here!"
"Everyone, take some home to eat later." She was wondering what to do with the leftovers, but seeing these aunties gave her an idea. Giving them some was a way of showing goodwill!
Everyone was deeply moved when they heard her words.
They thought to themselves that Song Qingqing was such a kind child. Not only did she let them take shelter from the rain, but she also gave them free food. She was truly a rare and good child.
"Qingqing, you should keep it! Your aunt doesn't earn much, but she can still afford vegetables."
"Exactly, how can we accept a store this big that's losing money every day?"
"Why don't you sell them at the market price? The aunties don't earn much, but they can still afford to buy vegetables."
"Yes, yes, you can sell it, we can buy it."
"I remember the vegetable market on Youth Street, the prices of these vegetables were..."
Originally, it was supposed to be a vegetable delivery service, but after everyone talked about it, it turned into a vegetable sales service.
Before Song Qingqing could even react, her two sacks of vegetables were immediately bought up by hundreds of people present.
"Take it! It's not easy for you as a child; you still have to study and go to university."
There's nothing your aunts can do to help you.
However, if you sell vegetables here, as long as the prices are fair, we will support you wholeheartedly.
"Aren't they sisters?" Shi Lai handed Song Qingqing several tens of yuan, then turned around and appealed to everyone.
"Yes, we will definitely support you."
"It's perfect timing. There's no vegetable market in our Huanle Community. If Qingqing manages to set one up, we won't have to travel all that way to buy groceries."
"Exactly, I run to Youth Street every day, and my shoes are worn out."
"..."
Listening to what the aunties and uncles said, Song Qingqing was shocked. Yes?
If everyone is serious and there really isn't a market here, then she could definitely give it a try.
"Qingqing, I think this is a good idea, you can try it."
Our Huanle Street and Huanle Community area are newly developed, and there really aren't any places to buy groceries around here.
If you start doing this, everyone will follow suit, and eventually this place might turn into a vegetable market.
"Back then, it was Lao Jiang and I who set up stalls here, which is how this street of stalls came to be." After listening to what the villagers said, Shi Lai Di also thought that selling vegetables was a viable option.
"Then I'll go back and look for a source of goods and give it a try." Song Qingqing was also very tempted. She didn't know what to do in the first place, but now that she heard what they were saying, she wanted to give it a try.
Whether it succeeds or not, you have to try to know!
On the other side, Wang Xiuhua, who had just woken up, was furious when she saw that there was no one around her. She shouted at the top of her lungs, "That damned Song Ping'an! I fainted, and he didn't even let the boss and the others come to take care of me!"
They just left me here all alone, without any regard for me..."
When the people at the village clinic saw her, they immediately pointed and whispered, "Pah! What a shameless woman! At her age, she's still cheating on men and having children with other men, making Uncle Ping'an a sucker. She's inhuman."
"I used to think she was just a little bit awful, but I never expected that she would actually have an affair and have a child. You really can't judge a book by its cover. How could any man be so shameless as to be so ugly?"
"What do you know? Would a man refuse something that's free?"
"Poor Uncle Ping An, such an honest man, he actually wanted a divorce because of her. If you ask me, it's good that he got divorced, a good divorce indeed. Keeping such an old and ugly woman around will only disgust him."
Hearing this, Wang Xiuhua could no longer wail. She yelled "You bastard!" and got out of bed to start tearing at the middle-aged women from before.
When Song Weimin arrived, he saw his elderly mother beaten black and blue, looking extremely disheveled. He wanted to help Wang Xiuhua get revenge, but Wang Xiuhua stopped him.
“If you’re going to hit them, you should wait until night. Do it in the dark. If you hit them in broad daylight, won’t people laugh at your mother?” Wang Xiuhua didn’t want to make a big fuss. If she did, she was afraid she would become famous in the surrounding villages.
What she did, even if her son didn't know, how could she not know?
She did indeed steal a man and didn't even like Song Ping'an.
But Song Ping'an wanted to divorce her? No way. How could a man who had always been at her mercy suddenly break free from her control?
"Eldest son, where are the third and fourth sons, Meihua? Why is it only you who came to see me? Where did they go?" Wang Xiuhua's eyes darted around, and she immediately had an idea. She began to ask her other two children.
“Meihua has returned to the city, saying Jianye is back. I don’t know where the third brother went? Maybe he’s out drinking with his friends again!” Song Weimin is the second most honest man in the Song family, he doesn’t lie, and he is extremely loyal to Wang Xiuhua.
Wang Xiuhua naturally didn't doubt his words, but when she heard them, she couldn't help but feel sad. As soon as her mother had an accident, her third and fourth sons disappeared and cut ties with her. It really broke her heart.
Trying to ignore the discomfort in her heart, she instructed Song Weimin, "Go and find them all. I have something to tell you."
"I'll go right away." Song Weimin didn't ask what it was about and immediately did as instructed.
Meanwhile, Song Meihua's home was bustling with activity like never before, for no other reason than the return of her husband, Qian Jianye.
Qian Jianye is a tall and sturdy man who has been working in transportation for the past few years and is rarely at home.
He came back this time because he received a call from Song Meihua, who said she wanted him to come back and visit.
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