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"Those Lotus Pink ones are mine, don't fight over them!"
Having learned from the last experience, the girl took the initiative this time. No matter what, she wanted to secure her favorite style first.
Most people loved to join in the excitement. Seeing her act this way, others began to grab their preferred styles as well, fearing they would miss out if they hesitated.
"Everyone, stop fighting! Just come over here to check out!"
In an instant, the scene became somewhat chaotic. Yu Songyu worked to maintain order while guiding them to her checkout counter.
"Leave those red ones for me! My daughter is getting married in a few days!"
"This one, this one! My daughter will definitely love it!"
"Hey, why are you pushing?"
As more and more people gathered, Uncle Bull Cart worried that the ox might get startled and cause harm, so he quickly unhitched Ox Cart and led the ox aside.
The two of them were busy working away, and before they knew it, night had fallen.
Yu Songyu was very happy. After tidying up, she brought Xu Zhuzhen and Uncle Bull Cart to the State-Owned Hotel. At that moment, she felt completely relaxed; this time, with Yang Qinghe's money, there would be no issues—she didn't like owing anyone anything.
Looking at the menu, Yu Songyu couldn't help but exclaim how cheap the prices were at this time.
She ordered a portion of Braised Pork for one yuan and two jiao. Mu Shu Pork was nine jiao and five fen, Sweet and Sour Fish Fillets cost one yuan and five jiao, while Hot and Sour Soup was six jiao.
In the north, it was winter now, so fresh seasonal vegetables were definitely unavailable. However, people back then weren't as particular as modern folks about having a balanced diet with every meal containing both meat and vegetables.
Besides that, Yu Songyu ordered two servings of rice for money and two servings of steamed rolls for money as well. This amount of food was enough for the three of them.
She picked up a piece of Braised Pork, placed it in her mouth, and found it soft and flavorful—not fishy at all and not greasy either.
"This meat is truly delicious; it's far better than any Braised Pork I've had before."
At that time, food was healthy and tasty without all the additives that would come later. Unable to resist, Yu Songyu took two more pieces.
She also enjoyed the Sweet and Sour Fish Fillets, each piece coated in sauce—tangy on the outside yet tender on the inside; it was really quite good!
Everyone felt satisfied after their meal; Xu Zhuzhen even made sure not to leave any sauce behind.
Before leaving, Yu Songyu packed up an extra portion of Braised Pork and Sweet and Sour Fish Fillets, wanting to take them to let Aunt Wang have a taste.
Xu Zhuzhen must have had her fill, as she was in high spirits, humming a tune with her off-key voice, oblivious to those around her.
Hong Yan sang, "With a thousand miles of ice beneath my feet, I fear not the harshest cold; with a loyal heart, the sun shall rise."
Though Xu Zhuzhen's singing left much to be desired, her joyful demeanor was infectious.
Uncle Bull Cart was swept up in her happiness, his whip cracking with renewed vigor. Today, the Ox Cart had earned over a dollar, and he had brought home a pair of gloves for his wife. She would surely be overjoyed.
And the food at the State-Owned Hotel was truly delicious. If he could make a few more trips and save some money, he planned to take his wife out for a meal at the State-Owned Hotel.
Thinking of this made Uncle Bull Cart smile, the wrinkles on his face easing considerably. At that moment, he felt like the happiest person in the world.
The Ox Cart rolled into the village, filled with joy and attracting many curious glances.
"Brother, is that Yu Zhiqing coming?"
"I have something to do; you go ahead!"
Yang Qinghe noticed her too. After not seeing Yu Songyu for several days, he felt an emptiness in his heart.
"What are you doing? Are you going to Aunt Wang's house? Then I'll go too!"
"I'm just stopping by the village chief's house!"
Yang Qinghe's expression remained unchanged, but he found Wang Jianjun even more irritating than before.
"Oh, never mind then! Just come back early!"
Suddenly, an uneasy feeling welled up inside Yang Qinghe. He couldn't shake the impression that Wang Jianjun was like a hungry wolf, eyeing Yu Songyu with predatory intent. Given this situation, he decided to abandon any pretense of restraint.
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