Daily Life in the 70s-Chapter 242 Friends

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Chapter 242: Chapter 242 Friends

This cart was usually used for transporting people as well, and this uncle seemed to have spotted a business opportunity, earning a few bucks every day by making a trip.

So when Yang PeiMin requested a ride to the military base, he readily agreed.

Upon returning to the dormitory building, she was again surrounded by onlookers.

Mrs. Cui, with nothing better to do, was sitting at the entrance chatting with people. Upon seeing Yang PeiMin, she called out loudly, "Hey, Mrs. Shen, where have you been? Look at that, another bag of stuff! What did you bring back this time?"

Yang PeiMin nodded at her and continued walking.

Mrs. Cui nimbly came over, chuckling, "Look how heavy it looks! Let me help you carry it. Don’t be fooled by my age—back when I was young, my robust health meant I gave birth to several strong boys. Not like you delicate ones..."

Yang PeiMin dodged her hand, "No need, Auntie, it’s not heavy. I can manage it myself."

"Look at you, being all polite. Weren’t we neighbors before? The bond we had isn’t something just any other neighbor could match! Even though we’re on different floors now, we shouldn’t let that connection fade."

Connection?

She wasn’t aware of any special bond with her, aside from the customary neighborly courtesy.

Mrs. Cui was full of schemes, and Yang PeiMin was keen on avoiding her, so she just smiled and said, "We’re all the same, no family is different from another. Just like the other day when Sister Gao Hong was feeling down, we all wanted her to feel better and went over to talk to her. It’s not about you or me."

As time passed, the incident had faded, and with Sister Li and Du Juanjuan’s influence, the matter wasn’t discussed openly by everyone. However, there were still some murmurs and gossip behind closed doors. The Cui family also thought that everyone had either forgotten or was afraid of discussing Gao Hong’s suicide, so Mrs. Cui started making her rounds again, loudly visiting neighbors from house to house.

When Yang PeiMin brought up the issue again, Mrs. Cui hadn’t expected her to mention it to her face. Instantly remembering the embarrassing situation involving her daughter-in-law, her face soured, and her expression darkened, "What are you talking about, Mrs. Shen? Don’t let Sister Li and the others overhear you. That matter is in the past now, why chew on it?"

Yang PeiMin smiled and nodded, "Auntie is right. I just wanted to have a nice chat with you. I might have said a bit too much. Since it’s not appropriate, I’ll head upstairs."

Mrs. Cui didn’t stop her this time but stared at the bag like a searchlight, focusing on the opening. The bag had been tightly packed after Quan had stuffed the paper used to exchange for caramel candy back into it, and some of the herbs’ corners were peeking out, which made Mrs. Cui lose interest.

Seeing Yang PeiMin disappear at the stairwell, Mrs. Cui belatedly realized that what was in the bag wasn’t really linked to helping carry it up the stairs. Wasn’t she supposed to receive some favor in return for her help?

That girl was quite cunning, diverting her from the real issue with just a few words.

As Mrs. Cui lingered at the stairwell, considering whether to go help, the neighbor who had been chatting with her, seeing her sneaky behavior, was puzzled, "Aunt Cui, what are you peering at? Did Mrs. Shen drop something valuable perchance?"

Mrs. Cui appeared slightly embarrassed, "Oh no, I’m just worried about her. Didn’t you see how frail she looked? I was just concerned she might struggle carrying it up, so I was watching, ready to help if needed."

Her neighbor secretly scoffed. That old lady sure could bluff, thinking no one noticed her calculating expression. The Cui family was always a mess; it’d be best not to stay around her too much. Who knows, maybe she’d start scheming against her neighbor one day, so the neighbor made an excuse and left.

Mrs. Cui didn’t mind, looking up she saw her two grandsons playing in the yard; she waved them over and told them, "Do you remember the Aunt Shen Yi I told you about last time? She’s back. You two go upstairs and play at her house."

"Okay, I’ll go."

"Brother, wait for me, I want some candy too..."

Mrs. Cui, trailing behind, called out for them to slow down. Seeing her grandsons going up the stairs, she smiled a bit, thinking that maybe they could wheedle a couple of pieces of candy; even if they didn’t, it wasn’t a loss, was it? But that Mrs. Shen really knew how to squander money, always buying all sorts of unnecessary things—it’s like she had too much money and nowhere to burn it. If it were her daughter-in-law, she would break her legs.

Yang PeiMin immediately shut the door upon returning to the dormitory. She began to wash and change her clothes, paying no attention to the knocking outside. When she finally came out, she heard children’s voices and asked who it was. Realizing it was Mrs. Cui’s grandsons, she was not too pleased and stopped herself from going to open the door, instead she turned back to wash the clothes she had changed out of at the hospital.

When she had finished washing her clothes and came out, the knocking had stopped. She only heard voices scolding the children, "What are you doing? Go on, don’t mess around here. Go home, if you end up breaking someone’s door, you’ll deserve the slap I’ll give you!"

Yang PeiMin chuckled, recognizing Luo Dahua’s voice. She walked over to open the door.

The Cui family’s two kids had already scampered off.

Yang PeiMin said to Luo Dahua, "It’s still Sister You who commands respect. I thought to ignore them, and they’d leave soon. I didn’t expect that after finishing my laundry, they would still be knocking after half an hour. I was just about to come out and shoo them away..."

"You’re just too good-natured. Those two rascals are surely taught by their elders; they’re utterly detestable, always bullying smaller kids with their destructive strength, and they never listen to anyone. Whenever you see such pests, you should chase them away immediately, otherwise their relatives will cling on like psoriasis."

Yang PeiMin let her in.

Luo Dahua sat down, glanced at her, and laughed, "I made some chili sauce last night and heard you wanted some. I brought some over, but you weren’t here. Seeing you back today, I just came to check where you were yesterday. Nothing serious, I hope?"

Yang PeiMin felt a warmth in her heart as she talked about Yiguang being hospitalized.

Luo Dahua gasped, "Oh, really, he didn’t want you to worry. Don’t be mad at him. How is Shen Ying doing now? Nothing serious, I hope?"

Yang PeiMin smiled and shook her head. "I’ve calmed down now. Initially, I was really angry and both anxious and heartbroken... Now he’s stable, just needs some time to recover."

Luo Dahua patted her hand, "That’s how it is being a Military Wife."

"Exactly, I’ve realized Military Wives are truly remarkable."

"Oh my, such thick skin, and not even a hint of blushing!" Luo Dahua laughed uncontrollably.

After exchanging a few words with her, Yang PeiMin quickly packed up her things and rushed to the hospital.

With a jar of pork floss in tow and having borrowed a bicycle, she first reached the town and then went to Quan’s house. She gave Quan the pork floss, asking her to keep an eye on her bicycle. Later, when Xiao Xu got back, she would come to pick it up.

Quan agreed to look after it, but she refused to take the pork floss for free and insisted on giving her a big bag of red dates in return.

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