Before she could speak, Zhou Fangchun opened her clothes.
Chu Yu smelled a strange odor of urine. Upon closer inspection, he saw obvious urine stains on the white shirt and large holes in the other two shirts.
Fabrics from the 1980s were durable, and a piece of clothing could be worn for many years. It wasn't that no one patched their clothes, but most people would put the patches in inconspicuous places. If the patches were on the buttocks or chest, people would feel ashamed to wear them out.
Zhou Fangchun, on the other hand, chose these two tattered clothes, with the damage concentrated in the most vulnerable spots. Who would patch an entire sleeve? Who would give away clothes stained with urine?
It still smells strongly of foul odor...
Chu Yu was truly impressed by the Zhou family. Even though the mother and her three daughters were so poor that they couldn't afford to eat, they never came to their house to beg. Why did Zhou Ergu have to come to their house to do such an annoying thing?
Chu Yu threw the clothes directly to Zhou Ergu.
"It's from a department store, and it's an expensive dress. Since it's so nice, Auntie should take it back for Cousin Maoxia to wear!"
Mao Xia stood under the large banyan tree in the distance. She was afraid that people would find out that her cousin was a street vendor. She felt ashamed and refused to come over. She looked around, afraid of being seen, and her face was very unpleasant.
She vaguely heard Chu Yu telling her mother to take the clothes back. She frowned and thought to herself that this cousin from the countryside was really troublesome. She was given clothes and she still complained. Did she expect her family to send her new clothes?
Dream on!
On Tuesday, Aunt Zhou thought to herself that Mao Xia was very particular about her clothes, which had to be the latest styles from the department store and made of the most fashionable polyester material. How could she wear such shabby clothes?
“Mao Xia has plenty of clothes, she doesn’t need one or two more. She’s different from you, she’s a student at Dezhong High School, and her grades have always been among the top three in her grade. She’s the prospective college student that the teachers talk about, so she definitely needs to dress more elegantly. These clothes don’t do justice to her status.”
Clothes that don't suit Mao Xia's status, were given to her?
Chu Yu wasn't picky. If the clothes were just a little worn out, but clean, it would show that the person who gave them the gifts meant well. Even if she didn't wear them, she would accept the clothes and thank them politely.
However, Aunt Zhou's behavior was too insulting. This was the original owner's own aunt, and she didn't even think it was shabby to send him these clothes.
Their words go straight to the heart of the matter.
Chu Yu picked up the bag of clothes, walked straight to the nearby trash can, and threw the clothes in.
"Chu Yu, what are you doing!"
Chu Yu smiled. "Since both my second aunt and cousin think the clothes are too worn and refuse to wear them, I'll help my second aunt get rid of them. Where else can trash go if it doesn't go where it should go? What do you say, second aunt?"
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