Reborn as a Rich Woman in the Eighties
Chapter 103 - 102: It’s Really You

Chapter 103: Chapter 102: It’s Really You

Eighty!

That’s not a small amount!

Xiaoxia’s heart leaped with joy, but she knew if she agreed too eagerly, Meifang might think she had offered too much and feel uncomfortable.

Her face showed distress, "Auntie, could you add a little more? Such large and fine Lingzhi mushrooms are really hard to come by. If I sell this to you, I might not come across another one like it. It’ll all be a matter of luck!"

Meifang agreed, seeing the sense in her words. "Young lady, I’ll add another five yuan, but that’s all I can do. I don’t have any more on me right now..."

How could she have known this young lady would come to her today? She only had that much cash on her.

She could have borrowed from a colleague, but what would that look like?

Linxia saw her chance and took it, thinking an extra five yuan was pretty good; it covered her train ticket back home and still left her with one yuan and fifty cents.

She nodded in agreement, took the money, left the Lingzhi with Meifang, and left the hospital.

Once outside the hospital, Linxia cheerfully counted the money in her hand.

Adding the money from selling hazelnuts and Lingzhi together, she had over two hundred yuan, plus the money she hadn’t spent before, totaling several hundred yuan.

She suddenly felt immensely rich and was extremely happy about it.

With this money, she wouldn’t have to worry about starting her endeavors in the future.

Thinking of setting aside part of it to buy some goods, Linxia was ready to head home. Her steps became light as she figured out her direction and walked towards the bus station.

She happened to walk past Shao Meirou, who had come to the hospital to look for her sister, Linxia found this woman familiar and couldn’t help but give her a second glance.

She remembered seeing Shao Meifang with her before, surmising they must be acquainted with that man.

Shao Meirou also gave Linxia a glance and smiled faintly at her with goodwill, to which Linxia quickly responded with a smile.

She thought to herself, what a kind and beautiful woman she was, without an ounce of pretentiousness.

When Shao Meirou pushed open the door to Shao Meifang’s office, she saw her standing in front of a cabinet, smiling at the open doors with relaxed expression.

"Meifang, what’s got you so happy?"

"Sister, close the door quickly!"

Shao Meirou promptly shut the door.

Shao Meifang showed her treasure like a prize, "Sister, look! I’ve got another Lingzhi mushroom!"

Shao Meirou also appeared delighted, examining the Lingzhi and smelling it, "This is nice! Where did you get it from?"

"From the same young girl. She just left; you might have even bumped into her at the doorway!"

Shao Meirou realized, "Do you mean a girl with two big braids and large eyes, who’s also quite skinny?"

"That’s right, her!"

Shao Meirou nodded with a smile, "Then I indeed met her! So, she’s the one who sold you the Lingzhi!"

"I never expected her to come! This is great; our father’s recovery looks hopeful now!"

"Indeed!"

The sisters exchanged knowing smiles.

Meanwhile, Linxia, the topic of their conversation, left the hospital to stock up on goods.

This time, in addition to hair clips and headbands, she managed to buy nylon stockings and wool socks from a place.

In the bitterly cold winters of the North, people working outdoors or in workshops often pull a pair of woolen socks they’ve knitted themselves over the ones they’re wearing.

But such socks weren’t very warm, proving ineffective in temperatures of minus thirty to forty degrees.

So when Lin Xia saw these ready-made, fleece-lined wool socks, she bought some, thinking of selling them at the entrances of various factories. With options for both men and women, they should sell well.

After enduring a night on the train, Lin Xia arrived and was picked up by her eldest brother, Lin Chun.

"Xiaoxia! Was your trip smooth?" Lin Chun took the big bag from Lin Xia’s hands, his heart aching at the sight of his older sister’s haggard face. As a man, he was supposed to be the breadwinner, yet his frail sister was shouldering the responsibility of providing for the family.

"Pretty good! Big Brother! Nothing’s wrong at home, right?" Lin Xia’s greatest worry was that Lin Aiguo might somehow find their residence and cause a scene.

Now that Lin Dong had transferred schools and both Lin Chun and she were not working, with Lin Qiu at the garment factory, it wasn’t easy for Lin Aiguo to locate them, but that didn’t mean it was impossible.

"Nothing’s wrong! Everything’s fine!" Lin Chun got on the bicycle, one foot steadying it on the ground, and waited for Lin Xia to sit before he started pedaling.

The siblings chatted all the way home.

Once home, Lin Xia washed up, ate, and then began catching up on sleep.

As for the goods she had brought back, she planned to sell them tomorrow after a good rest.

She couldn’t afford to keep going without rest like in the past. Lin Xia herself had noticed that her body was sending her warnings during her last illness.

She wanted her siblings and herself to be well in the future, and how could they be without good health?

It’s often said that health is the capital of revolution; if she lost that capital, how could she continue to struggle and strive?

After washing the dishes, Lin Chun gently pushed the door open, only to find Lin Xia had fallen asleep.

Quietly closing the door, he tidied up before heading out to carry firewood from South Mountain.

Although he couldn’t make money, he still had to do what he could. To keep the house warm in winter, they needed to burn firewood.

He decided to gather more wood while he was still at home to save his siblings the trouble during the cold winter days.

When Lin Chun was about to leave the house, he thought of his sister sleeping inside. What if some bad person entered the house if he didn’t lock the main door?

So he locked it from the outside, knowing that he wouldn’t be gone long enough for it to be a problem.

Not long after Lin Chun left, Old Lady Zhao came by on her bicycle.

She had been thinking about Lin Xia ever since she brought her steamed buns, and after so many days without news, she grew concerned.

So she came to check in today, but seeing the locked door, she assumed no one was home and left without knocking.

The next day, Lin Xia, having rested well, started to sell her goods.

As it wasn’t too cold yet, it wasn’t the season to sell wool socks; her main products were hair clips and headbands, with nylon stockings being an aside.

The sales went well, and Lin Xia returned the next day.

Just as she had almost sold out and the crowd around her had dispersed, she was packing up when someone called her name.

"Lin Xia?"

Lin Xia was momentarily stunned. Following the voice, she saw her second uncle’s daughter, Lin Fang.

Lin Fang was short, with a round face, single eyelids, thin lips, and wore two braids. She was dressed in old clothes that didn’t quite fit.

"Is it really you?" Lin Fang asked in surprise. After looking at Lin Xia, she quickly lowered her head to examine the items laid out on the red cloth-covered plywood, casually picking up a hair clip. "You can sell things? They look pretty good!"

"Yeah! I’m helping someone else sell them! Are you buying?" Lin Xia asked indifferently.

Thinking about Lin Fang’s family left her with no good feelings.

Lin Aiye and Zhang Lanxiang were a perfect match, always looking to take advantage of others, and their children were no different.

Now, her grandmother Liu Shuqin was still at Lin Aiye’s house, helping his oldest son, Lin Gang, take care of his grandson. Had she not run into Lin Fang today, she might have completely forgotten about their existence.

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