Chapter 139: Reborn in the Nineties: The Tyrant Flower Chapter 139 — Go Be a Good Person

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Protagonist:

Chai Mi

Chai Mi sighed: Xiu'er really has too much going on... I didn't even get to finish watching the excitement.

Doing things together with a child is just getting in the way.

"Next time I handle a major event, I absolutely won't bring you along; you make it easy for me to have my hands tied. Just now I nearly let Second Uncle Chai see me; if he saw me I'd be done for. Second Uncle Chai would hold a grudge against me for a lifetime... Come on, let's go to the village shop."

"Buy food?"

"No." Chai Mi shook her head: "Going to find Chai You Fu's father-in-law to pull a fight. Hehehe..."

Chai Mi laughed until she couldn't close her mouth: "That... um um... hehehe... when the time comes you don't speak; Second Aunt can't beat Second Uncle in a fight. I'm kind-hearted, the most warm-hearted person in Sanjiacun. I can't stand seeing women get beaten... I'm a woman too, I have to speak up for women, go find Second Aunt's maternal family to help."

Chai Xiu: "When Wang Huirong was being beaten, you watched with great interest..."

"If you don't speak, no one will treat you as a mute and sell you off!" Chai Mi curled her lip and said.

The two walked for a good while before they went from the village's west side to the east side, which could count as "on the way" arriving at the village's little shop.

Sanjiacun has a large population, but there is only this one little shop.

Logically speaking, there is no village to the east of Sanjiacun; walking further east is just mountain slopes. If the little shop were on the village north side or the village west side, business would be better.

However, because there is no competition, this little shop is the only little shop, so it became the village's most star-studded area.

Plus there are quite a few trees nearby, making it cooler; in summer when villagers have nothing to do after dinner, they come to the little shop to stroll.

Some just purely stroll; some buy a popsicle for their child to eat.

In this current era, refrigerators are almost non-existent; the whole village only has one second-hand Freon freezer at the little shop.

This freezer costs over two thousand...

But popsicles aren't sold cheap either.

One popsicle costs five mao... one ice lolly costs two mao.

You have to know that in later generations a one-yuan popsicle or ice lolly is already considered cheap, but in this era five mao is actually very expensive.

You have to know that someone like Chai You Fu earning over two hundred a month in wages is already living very comfortably, enough to support a family of three.

That five-mao popsicle, relative to wages, is indeed very expensive.

Chai Mi first bought Chai Xiu a popsicle; she herself didn't bear to spend the money and got an ice lolly.

The two-mao ice lolly is also quite tasty.

As for whether there's high-tech stuff... Chai Mi feels there probably isn't; after all at this price, adding high-tech would likely lose money to death.

There are quite a few people in front of the little shop; some old men and old women playing poker, some playing chess, some lying on mats sleeping.

There are also a few brat kids kicking a two-or-three-yuan-each broken rubber ball.

That rubber ball is neither cowhide nor pigskin; one look shows it's made of recycled scrap plastic, and it's a bit small...

But in this era of very low purchasing power and scarce materials, being able to have a rubber ball to play with is not bad.

It's just...

It's just that these few brat kids kick up bursts of dust, giving people a headache.

"Chai Mi, you're quite idle today. Things at home pretty good lately? When's your mom coming back?" Song Qingshu asked with a sentence here and a sentence there.

Song Qingshu is Song Qiuping's biological father; this little shop was opened by him. Song Qingshu and his wife have quite substantial family assets...

Of course, without money you couldn't open this little shop either.

Although there aren't many goods and the variety isn't complete, opening a little shop requires at least ten or twenty thousand in capital; it's fundamentally not enough otherwise.