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Xiao He was stronger than she had imagined. From the moment she began to tend to her wounds until the bandaging was complete, she buried her head tightly in Yu Songyu's embrace, not making a sound. The more she did this, the more Yu Songyu felt a pang of heartache. Xiao He was still so young; at her age, she should be nestled in her parents' arms, acting cute. Yet here she was, displaying a maturity that belied her years.
Xiao He’s hands were wrapped up like two crab claws, and Yu Songyu carried her all the way home. Upon arriving, they found that the helpers in the yard had already left. Li Xiuzhen was chatting with the Little Old Lady, while Zhao Lianzhi stood nearby, looking flustered and anxious.
Yu Songyu stepped forward and handed Xiao He over to Zhao Lianzhi. Perhaps it was too comfortable being held; the little one had fallen asleep in Yu Songyu's arms.
"Li Xiuzhen, come with me to town!"
"Ah, sure!"
Yu Songyu wanted to buy some things for Xiao He. The girl was so thin, like a matchstick; it was time for her to be nourished. Moreover, she needed to check on the progress of the shop.
At the Supply and Marketing store, Yu Songyu bought a pack of calcium milk biscuits, a can of Malt Milk, a pound of flour, as well as some brown sugar and various snacks. She also got some pork. According to her usual shopping habits, this amount would definitely not be enough.
Besides, they had come by Ox Cart; whether they bought more or less, they would still have to make the trip. Unfortunately, there weren’t many tickets left from what her brother had sent her. In this era of scarcity, without tickets to buy goods, one could only use cash.
If that were the case, she might as well go back to modern times where everything was readily available and in any quantity desired. She thought that once the shop opened, not only would they sell clothes but also some groceries and other essentials could be stocked.
Whether they sold well or not was secondary; she could first store the goods in her space for convenience.
Ahead was the fabric counter. Knowing that the Little Old Lady couldn’t sit still for long, Yu Songyu planned to order some fabric for her to make quilts and curtains. If there were any leftovers, she would make clothes for Zhao Lianzhi and her daughter.
Unfortunately, she didn’t have enough fabric tickets on hand. She would have to rely on Li Xiuzhen’s supply to buy fabric for those two.
Yu Songyu picked out several pieces of dark fabric and a small piece of red floral fabric.
"Xiao Yu, you’re spending both money and effort here; won’t you..."
Li Xiuzhen kindly reminded her, worried that Yu Songyu’s kindness might lead to trouble later on.
"Yes, I understand. This is just a one-time thing. From now on, if they need anything, let them earn their own money to buy it!"
The story of the Farmer and the Snake was certainly familiar to Yu Songyu; she knew that Li Xiuzhen's reminder was valid. However, with the New Year approaching, she thought it best to let them enjoy a happy celebration.
After finishing their shopping, the sky was nearly dark. Yu Songyu and Li Xiuzhen took an Ox Cart to the street where they had previously sold Socks, waiting for the workers to finish their shifts.
As soon as Tian Xiaomei and the others spotted Yu Songyu's Ox Cart, they eagerly rushed over.
"Hey, is the merchandise here?"
A few girls gathered around, chattering excitedly as they peered into the Ox Cart.
"Have you forgotten about the Revolutionary Committee incident? Once I sort out the housing situation, I can stock up. By the way, did you make any progress on that matter I asked you about last time?"
"Yes! There's a street not far ahead that's bustling with people—perfect for selling things. There's a tailor there who seems to be heading back home!"
As the saying goes, "One should never bite the hand that feeds." They all remembered this well and had been running to that street several times after work over the past few days.
"But..."
"But what?"
Tian Xiaomei hesitated, piquing Yu Songyu's curiosity.
"But individual businesses aren't allowed right now. How are you going to open a shop?"
Tian Xiaomei knew Yu Songyu was capable, but the country currently prohibited individual entrepreneurship, and selling goods could easily lead to disdain from others. Did she perhaps have some extraordinary connections?
Yu Songyu had done her homework beforehand; individual businesses were indeed not permitted. However, if she could operate under the name of a public entity, wouldn’t all her problems be solved?
"Well, let's discuss that later. Are you all free? Can you take me to check it out?"
"Sure! Let's go!"
The group climbed into the Ox Cart and took Yu Songyu to that street.
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