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As soon as she stepped outside, she saw Xu Zhuzhen standing next to six Female Educated Youths, chatting at the alley entrance. Among them were Wang Xiuli and Zhang Cuiying. What were they doing here?
Yu Songyu felt displeased, her expression darkening. Thick-skinned, huh? They were just two people trying to collect travel expenses. She decided to ignore them; after all, who would pay them any attention?
After some thought, Yu Songyu concluded that it was unnecessary to indulge these two if they were up to any tricks. She regarded them as mere tools for collecting travel expenses and chose to disregard them.
“Song Yu, you’ve really misunderstood us! It’s not what you think; it was truly an accident!” Wang Xiuli suddenly spoke up, breaking the harmonious atmosphere filled with laughter.
Misunderstood what? Misunderstood your attempted murder?
Yu Songyu's tone was icy, and she couldn't be bothered to look at her. The Zhiqings laughed along, their mockery and disdain completely unmasked. It was hard to believe that Wang Xiuli didn’t realize how she was humiliating herself; couldn’t she see that no one wanted to engage with her?
Wang Xiuli was left speechless with anger but still managed to force out a smile that looked more like a grimace. “I know that whatever I say now will only make you dislike me more, but I truly didn’t mean it. Xiao Yu, think about it—why would I want to harm you? I have no reason to do so!”
“Stop talking nonsense and just shut up! Don’t waste everyone’s time and ruin the mood!”
Yu Songyu saw through Wang Xiuli’s act of playing the victim; she was clearly trying to shift public opinion and clear her name. Whether or not she had a reason to harm her was something Wang Xiuli knew all too well. “You say your attempted murder wasn’t intentional? So if I were to push you off this Ox Cart right now and claim it wasn’t on purpose, I’d be off the hook too?”
Suddenly standing up, Yu Songyu shoved Wang Xiuli hard, nearly sending her tumbling off the cart. She was careful with her strength; she didn’t want to become a murderer.
“Ah!” Wang Xiuli gasped in shock, her face turning pale. Her complexion fluctuated between red and white as she nearly bit through her back teeth in frustration.
If it weren’t for the crowd around them, she would have loved nothing more than to tear Yu Songyu apart and feast on her flesh. Throughout the journey, Wang Xiuli frequently shot venomous glares at Yu Songyu when no one was watching.
It was one thing for her to be better than Yu Songyu in every aspect since childhood, but she also had the face of a Fox Spirit. Yu Songyu chose to ignore it; she didn't have the time to get entangled with those two troublesome women. Most importantly, she didn't want anything to affect her good mood.
After arriving in town, Uncle Bull Cart had arranged a time and place to meet with them in the afternoon, so she focused on her own tasks. Yu Songyu felt a curious sense of familiarity and strangeness about this era, as if it was both known and unknown to her.
The Supply and Marketing Cooperative here was nothing compared to the supermarkets of later years. However, everyday necessities like pots, bowls, and items such as oil, salt, sauce, and vinegar were still easy to find.
She bought several yards of cotton fabric and planned to ask Aunt Wang to make her a quilt; after all, it wasn't right to always use someone else's. An Enamel Mug was also necessary; she preferred drinking water from her own cup.
She already had pork and flour in her space, so when she returned home, she could easily find a secluded spot to take them out. She bought a few yards of darker coarse cloth at three mao eight per yard, thinking about saving a piece to make a bundle. If there was enough left over, she could even make a small crossbody bag; it would be more convenient for going out since she wasn't used to carrying a Bamboo Basket.
As she walked forward, Yu Songyu's eyes suddenly lit up at the colorful Comic Books displayed on the counter. She remembered that when she was little, she had seen something similar at a classmate's house; they called it a Comic Book.
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