CHAPTER 91: CHAPTER 91: MAKING SANDWICHES

How can this be okay?

There are sixteen of them, right? Each person only gave a one-yuan deposit. If they don’t want it anymore, won’t all this stuff be stuck with us?

No way, she has to go reason with them.

Liu Cuilan had just rolled up her sleeves when Su Xiaoxiao grabbed her: "Mom, where are you going to do?"

"I’m going to cuss out that sickening family that ordered something and now doesn’t want it."

"Mom, don’t get worked up, listen to me first."

Su Xiaoxiao leaned over and explained the situation to Liu Cuilan.

Hearing this, Liu Cuilan’s eyes widened in disbelief: "You didn’t even leave them..."

Before she could finish, Su Xiaoxiao covered her mouth: "Mom, keep your voice down, it’ll be bad if others hear."

Liu Cuilan looked at her in shock, wondering when her third child had become so clever, already anticipating that the Li Family wouldn’t come to pick up the goods and wisely collecting a one-yuan deposit from them.

Seeing her mother’s adoring eyes, Su Xiaoxiao suddenly felt a bit guilty.

It wasn’t foresight; it’s just that with so many customers, whether they took it or not didn’t really matter.

Besides, this time she wasn’t losing out.

They came to buy, which was giving her money. If they didn’t buy, she still kept the deposit, and on top of it, Zhang Dongmei still owed her two hundred yuan.

After everyone left with their goods, Su Xiaoxiao happily counted the money, unexpectedly gathering more than a hundred and fifty yuan in such a short time.

She really struck it lucky; between selling goods, guiding at the meat joint factory, and the shampoo formula, she had made over a thousand yuan, definitely a well-to-do person of this era.

Moreover, the things she sold could earn a one-to-one rebate, which was incredibly satisfying.

Thinking of having to get up early the next day to see off Song Weidong, Su Xiaoxiao happily finished counting the money, planning in her mind to bring a breakfast for Song Weidong the next morning.

The next day, Su Xiaoxiao woke up early. She had bought all the things she needed from the mall last night and was just waiting to show her skills this morning.

She planned to make sandwiches for breakfast; they’re nutritious, simple, and easy to carry.

All she needed to do was fry the bread in the pan, then add a fried egg, lettuce, and ham sausage.

When Liu Cuilan got up, she saw her third child busy in the kitchen frying eggs and felt a bit of heartache seeing her use so much oil at once.

"Why are you frying so many eggs? It wastes so much oil; can’t they just be boiled and eaten?"

Before she could finish speaking, something was stuffed into her mouth.

She instinctively took a bite—hmm, it’s quite good.

Su Xiaoxiao beamed at her: "Mom, this is called a sandwich, taste and see how it is?"

Liu Cuilan looked at the thing she was holding called a sandwich: aromatic bread slices filled with a golden egg and oily ham sausage, paired with fresh lettuce. Just looking at it was pleasing to the eye.

She couldn’t help but click her tongue internally; the third child was being too extravagant. With so many eggs and so much ham sausage, how could it not taste good?

Su Xiaoxiao made a total of seven sandwiches, giving one to each family member, and wrapping the remaining two in oil paper to take to Song Weidong.

Su Jianwu quickly finished his sandwich, eyeing the two in Su Xiaoxiao’s hands.

"Third sister, this sandwich is really good, can I have another one?"

As he said this, he reached out his oily hand to grab the wrapped sandwiches from Su Xiaoxiao.

Before Su Xiaoxiao could respond, Liu Cuilan slapped his hand: "Why are you eating so much in the morning?"

She was already feeling a severe pinch seeing that each sandwich contained half an egg, half a sausage, and required so much oil for frying; having one per person was already indulgent.

While talking, Su Xiaoxiao stuffed the last bite of her sandwich into her mouth and put the wrapped ones into her bag: "Mom, I’m off to work."

She rode off on her bike towards the train station.

As soon as she arrived at the entrance, she saw a tall, handsome man standing there from afar.

Song Weidong had cut his hair to a crew cut, and his previously somewhat androgynous features now had a touch of heroism, making him even more eye-catching.

A few young girls passed by him, each blushing as they stole glances at him.

The pretty one in the middle, encouraged by her friends, mustered the courage to approach him.

"Hello, comrade..."

She had just started when she saw that the handsome man, who had been expressionless a moment ago, suddenly curved his lips into a faint smile.

The once cold features became lively with just this hint of a smile.

The young girl’s heart began to pound furiously; this guy was just too handsome, and he was smiling at her!

Thinking of this, she blushed and was about to speak, only to see the man walk straight past her without a glance and head towards the young girl with the bike behind her.

The man, who was as cold as ice before, now smiled as warmly as the spring flowers in March.

As for the young girl beside him, she was even more dazzling than the flowers, a pair truly made for each other.

The girl suddenly felt a deep sense of loss; so, this guy not only had someone but someone who looked like a fairy.

Completely unaware that she had been mistaken for Song Weidong’s partner, Su Xiaoxiao wiped the sweat off her forehead—she had rushed over so much that she was sweating.

She handed the package hanging on her bike handle to Song Weidong: "Song classmate, I made these sandwiches for you to eat on the way."

Song Weidong looked down at her bright eyes, suddenly feeling a surge of impulse.

He clenched his fist and mustered the courage to speak when a frantic voice called from behind: "Weidong, the train is about to leave; we need to go quickly."

The words he had been about to say stuck in his throat; mustering his courage, he gently hugged Su Xiaoxiao: "Su classmate, wait for me to come back."

With that, and before Su Xiaoxiao could react, he blushed and jumped onto the train.

Su Xiaoxiao scratched her face, puzzled by what Song Weidong had just said.

Why did it sound just like a farewell scene between a couple in a romance drama?

Ugh, why did she feel a bit of a chill?

She rubbed her goosebumps and headed towards the department store on her bike.

As soon as she reached the entrance, she heard a heart-wrenching cry.

A crowd had gathered, three layers deep, making it impossible to see what was happening inside.

Driven by the desire to see the spectacle, Su Xiaoxiao pushed her petite body through the crowd.

A disheveled middle-aged woman was sitting on the ground, weeping loudly, seemingly clutching something in her arms.

"My poor daughter, so young and already lost her life because of him. Why can the daughter of a rapist still work as a salesgirl in the department store..."

The woman on the ground was crying hysterically. Curiously, Su Xiaoxiao poked the female spectator next to her: "Comrade, what’s happening here?"

The female spectator next to her had red eyes and, sniffling, recounted the events to her.

The more Su Xiaoxiao listened, the stranger her expression became. A village chief who harassed a female educated youth sent to the countryside, leading her to throw herself into a river in shame...

Why did this story sound so familiar?