The garbage dump was right under the big banyan tree, only three steps away from Mao Xia, so she naturally heard Chu Yu's words.
Mao Xia didn't have a deep impression of this cousin. She only remembered that every time she went back to her hometown, her cousin would squat in a corner, silent, and would be severely scolded by Jiang Meifeng at the slightest provocation.
Mao Xia disliked her dirty and chaotic rural hometown, so she naturally didn't like her older cousin who was at the bottom of the family hierarchy.
Her mother said that no matter how pretty her older cousin is, she has a rural household registration and is worlds apart from her. Even if she rode on wheels of fire, she couldn't catch up with her.
Later, her older cousin was forced to drop out of school, but she managed to get into the top three in her grade. Every time Zhou Fangchun mentioned this, she would proudly say:
"What did I tell you? What's the use of being pretty? A person's fate is determined at birth. How can she compare to you?"
Mao Xia pursed her lips, agreeing with what her mother said. She and Zhou Chuyu were not on the same level at all. She had an urban household registration, while Zhou Chuyu was from the countryside. Both of her parents worked, while Zhou Chuyu's parents were divorced and she lived with a farmer mother who had no means of livelihood. She was a top student at Deyang Middle School, while Zhou Chuyu dropped out of school to become a self-employed individual.
Life experiences can vary greatly. Although they are cousins, they have taken completely different paths. Mao Xia has long since left her cousin behind and no longer cares whether her cousin is prettier or has a better figure than her.
However, when Mao Xia saw Chu Yu this time, he felt that Chu Yu was different. Her face and figure were the same as before, but her temperament was completely different. The current Zhou Chu Yu was like a pearl covered in dust, ready to be wiped clean to reveal its luster.
This perception made Mao Xia very uncomfortable.
Didn't they say that Auntie was so poor she couldn't afford to eat and couldn't support her three daughters? If she's that poor, why is Zhou Chuyu so adamant about throwing away the clothes they gave her? Isn't this a slap in their face?
Mao Xia was very uncomfortable. "Cousin, how could you do this? We kindly brought you clothes, and not only are you ungrateful, you even threw them in the trash!"
Zhou Fangchun walked over and stopped the angry Mao Xia. In this respect, Mao Xia was far less adept at handling things than Chu Yu.
Chu Yu threw the clothes she gave her into the trash can, but the other person was always smiling and there was nothing wrong with her words. Her attitude was also respectful. Zhou Fangchun was embarrassed and, although she was a little angry, she still thought more highly of her.
Mao Xia, on the other hand, immediately started angrily accusing others.
With this kind of attitude, what will happen when I get a job after graduation?
Zhou Fangchun gave Mao Xia a wink, feigning a reprimand:
"Alright! This time, Mom meant well but messed things up. Your cousin has high standards and didn't like the clothes Mom sent. Mom won't send them next time. That's why people say it's hard to be a good person."
Chu Yu ignored her and returned to her stall to sort and arrange the buttons.
Seeing her attitude, Zhou Fangchun couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed.
It must be said that Chu Yu's buttons are indeed beautiful, and Mao Xia is very fond of the acrylic buttons.
Blue acrylic buttons are rare; they would make classmates envious for a long time if taken to school. Her cousin had a whole bunch of them on display. If Mao Xia hadn't just said something harsh and couldn't bring herself to say it, she would have really wanted to pick out a few.
Zhou Fangchun and Mao Xia are not on the same level. Zhou Fangchun paused as if nothing had happened, picked out a few silver-gray buttons. This kind of button is popular for coats this year. It is simple and elegant.
After Zhou Fangchun finished picking out the buttons, she clapped her hands, ready to leave, and said something particularly intriguing:
"Okay, I'll take these few."
It's not about "buying" but about "wanting".
Zhou Fangchun is, after all, a person of standing, and she wouldn't do something like taking advantage of others. But who doesn't like taking advantage of others?
People usually flatter her when they ask her for favors, and she's gotten used to having endless things without spending any money.
If Chu Yu could understand human speech, he should have offered to waive the money out of consideration for their kinship.
As long as Chu Yu knows how to handle things and how to conduct herself, Zhou Fangchun will still think of this niece when good things happen in the future.
Zhou Fangchun waited and waited, but Chu Yu didn't speak for a long time.
She winked at Chu Yu, and Chu Yu winked back at her.
Zhou Fangchun, unwilling to give up, said another sentence:
"Chu Yu, I only want these few. What do you think?"
Chu Yu then stretched.
"Second Aunt, you picked thirteen, three cents each, that's three dollars and ninety cents in total!"
Zhou Fangchun's eyes widened. To be fair, the acrylic buttons sold in Chuyu were cheaper than those at the supply and marketing cooperative. The cooperative had fewer varieties, higher prices, and required receipts. Three yuan and ninety cents for a popular color was really not expensive.
But three yuan and ninety cents is not cheap. That amount of money is enough for Zhou Fangchun to have lunch at a restaurant. Chu Yu is his niece, so how could he dare to take her money?
Zhou Fangchun regretted taking thirteen at once. She originally thought that Chu Yu would definitely not charge so much money, and she took so many with the intention of getting a good deal. Who knew that she would be pecked in the eye by a goose!
Zhou Fangchun was too proud to ask Chu Yu for a discount, so she slowly took four yuan out of her bag.
During this time, Chu Yu didn't say a single polite word, but instead smiled and accepted the money, sending a dime via express delivery.
Mao Xia stomped her feet, feeling that her mother had been wronged.
They're treating them like suckers!
This cousin is so mean-spirited, she's really petty!
Mao Xia was so angry that she wanted to argue with Chu Yu, but Zhou Fangchun stopped her.
Zhou Fangchun glared at Mao Xia and whispered:
"Don't ruin your dad's plans. If he doesn't get promoted, you'll only be able to find a partner based on your current social standing, like a low-level clerk earning forty or fifty yuan a month! What kind of future can you have then? Once your dad gets things sorted out, you'll have plenty of good men to choose from in Deyang!"
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