A Young Woman's Heart

This prompted Mo Xueyao, who hadn't said a word, to glare at him. If you can't bargain, then shut up! Saying these things now makes one wonder if he's on the salesperson's side.

"Yes, it's really cheap. If you like it, buy it and take it home."

Li Wanyan looked at her godfather with a helpless expression, but refused to give up: "Shouldn't we send some more free gifts?"

"A free gift... Um... How about a headdress? Something with a classic style."

"I just saw the shoebox you put behind the counter. It must have contained a free gift, right?"

"Oh my, young lady, you have a sharp eye. This is usually only given as a free gift when you buy something that costs over 300. These two are already half price."

"How about we look at something else?" Li Wanyan said, looking at Mo Xueyao.

The latter nodded in tacit agreement, interrupting his godfather before he could say, "Godfather, let's change our clothes and go look at something else."

"Alright, alright, it's a free gift anyway, let's give it to you first. If you buy a set, you'll get a pair of embroidered shoes with it. These embroidered shoes are very pretty, with only a simple pattern, and they have straps so they won't easily fall off." The salesperson said with a wry smile, "You're quite the bargainer, young lady."

"Thank you." Li Wanyan knew when to stop and didn't continue haggling.

What are your shoe sizes?

"I am thirty-four, but I would say thirty-six."

"Size 34? That's so small, but it's perfect. Size 34 shoes are usually hard to find because even high school students rarely have such small feet." The saleswoman said, taking out the shoes. They were a pair of black lace-up embroidered shoes with red patterns, which matched her black and red dress perfectly.

The gift given to Li Wanyan was a pair of ordinary white shoes with simple black embroidered patterns, which were quite versatile.

The godfather paid the money very readily, and seemed even happier than the two girls who received their new clothes.

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Chapter 129 The Myriad Aspects of Ordinary People's Lives

Today, the blue sky is filled with many clouds, blocking out the sunlight; it's a cloudy day.

The temperature also dropped a bit. According to the weather forecast, today's high temperature is 39 degrees Celsius, which is two degrees lower than 41 degrees Celsius.

The thermometer in the fruit shop showed 37 degrees Celsius, perhaps thanks to the three fans that kept blowing whenever the door was open.

However, if the clouds overhead drift away and the sun shines down again, it will be very hot again.

Mo Xueyao, who had arrived at the fruit shop early in the morning with Li Wanyan, had just returned from taking a shower at Grandma Jin's house.

The reason I didn't go to my godfather's house was because I was too tired from walking and didn't want to go...

On the way here, there were some places without any cloud cover, and the high temperature made Mo Xueyao feel like her bath was a complete waste.

"I'm back—it's so hot." Mo Xueyao muttered, sticking out her tongue, and sat down on a small stool in the fruit shop.

"Hot? Come on, have some chilled watermelon." Business wasn't very busy this morning. The father leisurely took out a watermelon that had been put in the refrigerator yesterday and cut it in half. "Girls! Do you want to scoop it out or cut it open?"

She glanced at the size of the watermelon; it wasn't particularly big, so she shouted, "I'll scoop it out and eat it!"

"Okay, it's more convenient for me, I don't need to cut it."

So, the father deftly cut the watermelon in half, revealing tempting red flesh inside, with almost no seeds. At first glance, it even looked like inkpad.

Are watermelons all this good now?

"Yes, isn't the flesh beautiful?" The father handed the watermelon, now cut in half, to Li Wanyan and Mo Xueyao respectively, and then took two spoons from the chopstick holder and stuck them on top. "Eat slowly, it might be a little cold."

"I just want something cold right now..." Mo Xueyao put the watermelon on the small table, scooped out a big spoonful and put it in her mouth. Although the weather was still hot, she felt that the temperature inside her body had dropped.

Su Tang wanted to come over and join in the fun, but Mo Xueyao chased her away.

— Furry animals only make people want to hug them when the weather is cold; when the weather is hot, they become somewhat 'disliked'.

So it could only run to Li Wanyan's lap and meow, seemingly wanting a piece of watermelon to eat as well.

This guy is really greedy; he even wants to taste a watermelon.

Li Wanyan quietly looked at the candy lying on her skirt, then scooped out a small piece with a spoon and handed it to the candy with her hand.

"Meow meow—" Su Tang happily started eating. Because cats and humans eat differently, even such a small piece of watermelon made its mouth full of juice, and a lot of it dripped onto Li Wanyan's skirt.

The candy's mouth is red, and red liquid drips down from time to time. If you didn't know better, you might think it had just killed a mouse. It looks a bit bloody.

After Mo Xueyao finished eating the watermelon, there was actually a little bit left at the bottom. In the past, she would have carefully scraped it clean, but now, since she could eat it anytime, she didn't care. She threw the little bit of watermelon that wasn't scraped clean, along with the rind, to Su Tang.

It seemed to find the big watermelon bowl very useful, so it simply crawled inside the whole bowl, eating and cooling off at the same time.

Its fur will inevitably get dirty, but it will lick itself clean later. If all else fails, you can take it for a bath.

Perhaps it's because male cats aren't very clean, but Su Tang always looks a bit dirtier than the stray female cats that pass by...

"Oh, enjoy some chilled watermelon, it's so relaxing." A strange voice came from outside, causing Li Wanyan, who was still eating watermelon, to subconsciously look up.

It was a sanitation worker wearing a straw hat. She was standing at the side entrance of the fruit shop, sheltering under the awning, and gently fanning herself with the straw hat she had taken off.

"A girl like that definitely needs to eat well and dress well, so she won't get tricked by someone later," the father laughed, handing the sanitation worker a few fallen grapes. "Here, they're very sweet."

"Thank you." The sanitation worker smiled and accepted the grapes without hesitation, then put them in his mouth and sucked on them until only the skins remained.

"It's hot, isn't it?" the mother asked casually. It was a pointless question, but people often start their conversations with trivial things.

Don't underestimate the power of small talk; it can also shorten the distance between people.

Moreover, it requires relatively little thought and does not involve the privacy of other people.

This is similar to saying "The weather is nice today" when greeting someone.

"Yes, it's very hot." The sanitation worker continued to fan herself with her straw hat, sweat constantly streaming down her forehead.

At this moment, she was still wearing a sanitation worker's jacket with long sleeves and pants, which made her look even hotter.

You know, Mo Xueyao has been feeling uncomfortable even wearing skirts lately!

"Work is tough."

"Yeah, what can I do? I'm uneducated and broke, so all I can do is sweep the streets," the other person said self-deprecatingly.

"No, you're contributing to the city," the father said, trying to sound nice. "Without you, this city would be incredibly dirty!"

"Haha, yes, someone has to do it. This job pays little and is hard work. Most people don't want to do it, so we have to do it. Even though we don't have much education, we are still needed."

“Yes, everyone has value.” The father smiled and took a slice of watermelon from the refrigerator. It was sold in small pieces because some people live alone and can’t eat that much watermelon, so he cut it into slices to sell.

Most of the watermelons sold like this are ones that have been stored for a long time. Anyway, most people can't tell the difference. And they taste great after being frozen. You can eat them right away. They're even more refreshing than popsicles.

The key is that the unit price is cheap. Even a primary school student can buy one with just 50 cents!

"Here, have a slice of chilled watermelon."

"Oh, I can't accept this."

"It's alright, it's alright, I won't lose out by eating a slice, haha." The father handed over the watermelon. "Actually, this was from the day before yesterday. If you don't mind, you can have it."

"It's okay, as long as it's not broken, thank you."

"polite."

The sanitation worker didn't stay long; after finishing the watermelon, he washed his hands and prepared to leave.

"You're leaving already?"

"Yes, otherwise it will be troublesome when the leaders inspect later."

"We need to do another checkup?" the father asked, somewhat surprised.

"Of course we need to check, we need to check everywhere." The mother rolled her eyes at the father, seemingly looking down on his lack of knowledge, but it was actually just a common banter between the two of them.

"Yes, I have to take out the trash later. The boss has stipulated that there can be no trash in the trash cans today, and sanitation workers must stand by the roadside and cannot stand in the shade or hide in other places."

"What if he gets heatstroke?" the mother asked, frowning.

"The higher-ups don't care about you; all officials are the same anyway."

Mo Xueyao, who was listening in, coughed awkwardly. She felt that her godfather wasn't the unreasonable type; it just meant that there were good and bad officials...

Seeing everyone laughing awkwardly, the sanitation worker didn't know what he had said wrong, but he didn't continue. Instead, he said goodbye and left, pretending to sweep the street where there was no trash.

This is just for show, for the leaders to see.

In reality, this work is completely wasteful and superfluous.

The lease on the noodle shop on the street below finally expired. The owner couldn't transfer the business, so he had to move all the furniture and tools out of the shop to prevent it from benefiting a new tenant.

These items will then be taken to flea markets and sold, or transported elsewhere if a shop is to be opened in another location.

In the small truck, one was the driver and the other was a worker who was moving things.

But when it came to moving the furniture upstairs, the two of them had to work together.

Although the porter did most of the work—his muscular upper body was bare, large beads of sweat sliding down his face to his chest, and then down to his waistband, soaking the waistband completely.

He lifted a heavy solid wood table all by himself. Although he was only 1.7 meters tall, he seemed to have the strength of a weightlifter, and he did it with ease.

Only the marble countertop required more effort from him; though his veins were bulging, he still managed to lift it onto the truck.

The heavy table was placed down, and the entire truck swayed slightly.

Further on, a middle-aged man collecting recyclables on a tricycle was struggling to pedal. In his cart was a large stack of waste cardboard, and a ring of plastic bottles hung around it. It seemed he was planning to take it to a recycling station in the suburbs.

Several children walked down the street with their schoolbags on their backs. Although school has not officially started yet, some students have already started attending preparatory classes.

Seeing them all together on their way to school made Mo Xueyao miss her own classmates a little.

Speaking of which, after entering the liberal arts class, some people will probably be separated. I wonder how many people will be separated?

I hope most of my acquaintances are still around, otherwise I'll have to get to know all my classmates again, which seems like a lot of trouble.

Uncle Xiong from next door had just gotten up and walked out of the warehouse area with a fluffy yellow and white puppy named DouDou.

He was still yawning, but he still lit the cigarette in his hand.

"Hey, out buying breakfast?" His father greeted him with a smile.

I hear this greeting every day, but it doesn't annoy me. Instead, it feels very humane.

After all, every day is brand new, so yesterday's greetings can't be used today.

"Oh my, both of your daughters are here today?"

Among the people I know, some are unaware of the truth, while others know but still hold this view.