Eighties Sweetheart Wife
Chapter 126 Little Nuan’s Prophecy_1

Chapter 126: Chapter 126 Little Nuan’s Prophecy_1

The bus slowed down and eventually stopped by the side of the road.

Sister Niu was really fond of Song Yunuan.

She never forgot to share something good with her.

With a shoulder bag, newly grown trousers, especially the trouser cut looking particularly nice, making her legs appear so straight.

Plus a summer straw hat.

She remembered it all in her heart.

Seeing the bus stopping, the horse cart hurried forward.

Sister Niu also said to the passengers, "Sorry for the inconvenience, just a moment."

The conductor was the second in command on this bus.

It was rare for her to be so amiable.

Passengers sitting in the back one after another said it was no problem at all.

The doors opened, and Sister Niu, standing in front of the door with Old Mrs. Song and Xia Guilan, waved her hand and then called over to Song Yunuan, "Little Nuan, come up for a second."

So Song Yunuan boarded the bus.

Old Man Song drove the horse cart forward.

The bus was fast and soon out of sight.

Old Mrs. Song said to Xia Guilan that they didn’t know what Sister Niu wanted with Little Nuan?

But they had to admit, their oldest granddaughter knew a lot of people.

On the bus, Song Yunuan sat next to Sister Niu.

Sister Niu lowered her voice and said, "I heard from my uncle that Zhu Mann, the leader of the Beidu Song and Dance Troupe, has come to Nanshan. Your little aunt has such a good voice; I’ve heard it once and still can’t forget it. Would you like to find a chance to meet Teacher Zhu Mann?"

Song Yunuan was surprised for a moment.

She hadn’t expected Teacher Zhu Mann to come to Nanshan County Town.

Was she also going to get her little aunt to sing her a lullaby?

"If Teacher Zhu Mann is here, Chief Ghu should know about it," she said.

"My uncle told me that Teacher Zhu Mann seems to be visiting a friend quietly, that it appears nobody knows she’s here."

"She’s currently staying on the second floor of the guest house. My uncle can take your little aunt to see Teacher Zhu Mann. We don’t even have to talk about wanting to go with her, just get some guidance. What a rare opportunity it is! With her advice, your little aunt’s path will be smoother in the future, won’t it?"

Clasping her fists, Song Yunuan said, "Thank you, Sister Niu, and thank you Director Niu as well. I’ll go to the cultural troupe in a bit to see if my little aunt is there. If she is, I’ll mention this to her."

Sister Niu quickly advised her, "Old Ghu is your little aunt’s leader; you can’t bypass him. It would be best if he could take your little aunt to the guest house, then my uncle can lead you upstairs."

After thinking it over, she continued, "Old Ghu is a good man; he will surely agree. Don’t worry about it."

It wasn’t until Song Yunuan arrived at the cultural troupe that she realized everyone had gone to the countryside.

Standing at the entrance, Song Yunuan thought it had been a long time since she saw her little aunt and wondered if the antagonistic faction was caught.

The gatekeeper said, "This time, they went to the countryside for experiential life and to collect inspiration, and they won’t be back for over a week. If you need anything, I’ll have your little aunt call you when she returns."

Song Yunuan immediately left Erdao River Brigade’s phone number.

By this time, Old Man Song and the others hadn’t arrived, avoiding bothering the gatekeeper with too many people.

The Song family’s horse cart was just across the street.

Song Yunuan ran over, opened a spare box on the cart, and took out a big straw hat.

Tightly woven, with a wide brim.

She ran back and gave it to the gatekeeper, "My grandfather made this. It will be much cooler to wear when it gets hotter in a few days."

While speaking, she even put it on him, and sure enough, it was the perfect size.

Song Yunuan chuckled.

They became familiar with each other in just a few words.

The gatekeeper didn’t insist on paying but instead handed Song Yunuan several picture magazines and newspapers.

Printed material and books were precious commodities; anyone would be pleased to receive them.

Song Yunuan didn’t hesitate, saying goodbye to the gatekeeper with the items in her arms before getting back on the horse cart heading towards the department store.

Old Mrs. Song didn’t seem too happy not seeing Song Ting.

Song Yunuan assumed that her money-loving grandmother was eager to make money, but in fact, Old Mrs. Song was thinking about Little Nuan’s prophecy.

It seemed that trouble followed after meeting Teacher Zhu Mann, so it might be better not to meet her at all.

Yet Old Mrs. Song also felt, if Teacher Zhu Mann took a fancy to her, it would be incredibly fortunate.

The emotions were, in a word, complex.

It was a relief that her daughter wasn’t there at the time.

Meanwhile, atop a picturesque dike with a glittering lake in the distance, a flock of swallows skimmed the water, causing ripples to spread.

Rows of willow trees lined the lake, their green, silk-like branches hanging over the water, swaying gently in the breeze.

Beneath a large pagoda tree, a crowd had gathered.

Music and singing could be heard.

Passing by the area in a Jeep, Zhu Mann suddenly said to the driver, "Please stop the car, sir."

After getting out, Zhu Mann walked down the slope.

Then she heard a singing voice that sounded like it was from heaven itself, filled with emotion.

"The flowers in the basket are fragrant, listen to our song, sing one, oh sing..."

Teacher Zhu Mann’s eyes suddenly lit up.

She clasped her hands together tightly.

She had always wanted to take on a student.

But she had never encountered the right candidate.

Who would have thought that she would find one in the fields!

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At the same time, Old Mrs. Song still didn’t know that her daughter Tingting had been accepted as a disciple by Teacher Zhu Mann.

She thought the two would never cross paths again in this lifetime.

Today, she went to set up her stall at the entrance of the department store and found it bustling with more people than usual.

The spot they had occupied before was already taken by someone else.

So, following Song Yunuan’s guidance, they moved to the east side of the department store.

There was a large open space there, not far from the store’s warehouse.

This time they set up five folding clothes racks.

They were designed by Song Yunuan and built by Old Man Song.

They weren’t painted and still smelled of fresh wood.

Three racks were unfolded first, and trousers made from three different kinds of fabric were hung on them.

The trousers were draped over the horizontal bars, sorted into large, medium, and small sizes.

The materials were authentic Lao Dong cloth and cotton fabric.

The other two racks displayed over thirty plaid skirts, all of them longer than knee-length.

There were red, coffee, and blue plaids.

The simple clothes stands made of wood and wire were then used to hang a dozen or so jackets along with children’s short-sleeved shirts and overall shorts.

It was Sunday, and the foot traffic was heavy.

People quickly gathered around.

Today Song Liang came with Old Man Song, whereas Song He had to stay home to prepare lessons and exams, taking care of cooking and looking after the two children.

Old Man Song drove the cart to a place where it wouldn’t bother anyone.

When he came back, he saw a large crowd of people at their stall.

It was all women, chatting noisily, creating a lively scene.

Today, Song Yunuan wore a checked shirt cinched at the waist, Lao Dong cloth pants, and blue sneakers with white edges.

Her hair was done in a single ponytail, adorned with a plaid fabric flower.

The cross-body bag she carried was decorated with patchwork sunflowers.

She looked as radiant as a blooming flower in the spring, almost like a movie star from a magazine cover.

She hardly seemed real.

The eyes of many girls shone brightly,

Pointing at Song Yunuan, "Ma’am, I’d like a set of clothes like that, along with the cross-body bag and the head flower."

On another folding table, many head flowers were displayed, next to dozens of cross-body bags, all rushed into production.

They were meant to complement the shirts and long trousers.

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