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When one gets busy, time seems to fly by, and before you know it, the sky is darkening.
In this era, most cotton gloves are handmade, practical and warm. For the young and beautiful female workers in the factories, warmth is secondary. They are drawn to the stylish and brightly colored gloves, each one reluctant to part with them.
"Oh, what a pity! I missed out on that red pair!" A young worker in her twenties sighed. She had simply been a moment too slow, and the gloves were snatched up by a worker from the neighboring factory.
"I'll come back in a couple of days. I’ll have my stall set up again; you can come see if there are any styles you like!"
"Really? You better keep your word!"
Hearing Yu Songyu say this made several girls happy.
"Really!" Yu Songyu flashed them a sweet smile. Despite being so poor herself, she couldn’t resist making some money.
As the crowd dispersed, they were filled with anticipation for Yu Songyu's next visit.
"It's already dark; we need to hurry back!" Uncle Bull Cart watched them busily working, feeling helpless as he shivered with runny nose.
Not much of the dry goods sold; only the Cotton Shoes, Knee Pads, and gloves that Yu Songyu brought were all gone.
"Alright, let's head back!"
Yu Songyu agreed, pulling out a dollar from her pocket as she walked over to Uncle Bull Cart.
"What are you doing?"
"Uncle, I’ve made you run around all day for no reason; this is your compensation for your hard work!"
Initially, she had only needed a ride into town, but Uncle Bull Cart had accompanied her as she wandered through several streets and stayed out until evening. Yu Songyu felt a bit guilty about it.
"Oh, it’s fine; just take the money back. You’ve already paid for the ride!"
Uncle Bull Cart’s tone softened considerably. To be honest, he had been a bit unhappy today; who would enjoy having their ox worked so hard?
"Uncle, please don’t be polite with me. This is business; the fare is one thing, but this is for your effort. If you don’t accept it, I won’t use your cart anymore!"
"How can we do without his cart?" Uncle Bull Cart became a bit anxious upon hearing this and quickly took the one yuan from Yu Songyu's hand.
With the heavy snow blocking the mountains, there was no work to be found in any household. Besides, that was one yuan! It was more than what he could earn in a day, far better than earning work points. He certainly didn't want someone else to snatch this opportunity away from him.
On the way back in the Ox Cart, Yu Songyu pulled out two more yuan and a few pieces of candy from her pocket, stuffing them into Xu Zhuzhen's hands.
"Here’s your pay!" Yu Songyu joked, her face beaming with a smile.
"That should be enough candy!"
She could do without the money, but she truly hadn’t had enough of those candies. The ones Xiao Yu’s family sent her were just too delicious.
"No way! If you don’t take the money, you won’t get the candy! Besides, I have other snacks too!"
Yu Songyu felt that Xu Zhuzhen was acting like an old witch, using threats and temptations just to get her to follow along.
"Li Xiu Zhen, how about this: you come with me to sell goods, and I’ll give you two yuan each time. What do you think? Plus, there will be food!"
"I’ll definitely go with you! But two yuan is too much. Xiao Yu, you just arrived; there are many places where you’ll need money," she said, knowing that Yu Songyu didn’t think much of Wang Xiuli and Zhang Cuiying. She didn’t want to bring up those names either.
"My brother sent me some money just a couple of days ago! And Captain Yang lent me some too, so don’t worry about it. It’s settled then!"
Xu Zhuzhen felt a bit touched; this girl was really kind to her. Aside from her mother, it seemed like only Yu Songyu treated her well.
Her so-called dog relatives only bullied her and her mother. And then there was her unreliable father, who only knew how to drink and make a fool of himself when drunk.
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