Reborn as a Rich Woman in the Eighties
Chapter 491 - 490: What a Trivial Matter!

Chapter 491: Chapter 490: What a Trivial Matter!

Mrs. Zhao was taken aback by Song Zhiya’s question, seemingly not expecting her to ask that.

She quickly responded with a hearty laugh, "I’m sorry! My dear! I’m just nosy because I’m old! Don’t take it personally!"

Her second son and her daughter’s marriages were a constant worry for her, so whenever she met a decent young man or woman, she would always ask if they had found a match yet.

Song Zhiya had a very positive impression of the slightly overweight aunty in front of her, who had a warm smile on her face, making her want to get closer involuntarily.

She smiled, not minding at all, "Aunty! It’s okay! I don’t have a boyfriend yet! I just graduated and I’m not in a hurry!"

Mrs. Zhao’s eyes twitched slightly at the news, and she asked uncertainly, "Did you graduate from college?"

Song Zhiya nodded, "Yes!"

"That’s wonderful!" Mrs. Zhao praised, then lost the desire to inquire any further.

She knew her son only graduated from junior high. Although he later attended Yecheng University like Lin Xia, how could he compare to college graduates?

Though he had made some money now and was somewhat of a figure in the city, she was not so arrogant as to think her son deserved any girl.

Looking at the various satin fabrics and cotton on the bed, she instructed Lin Xia, "Lin Xia! Help me thread a few needles!"

"Sure!" Lin Xia noticed the change in Mrs. Zhao’s expression. She knew Mrs. Zhao was not the type to hold herself in high regard, and probably reconsidered her thoughts when she heard Song Zhiya was a college graduate.

But she didn’t think Jiang Mingyuan was unworthy of a college graduate. Education wasn’t everything; looking for a partner required considering various aspects.

Song Zhiya also sensed the change, and she slightly regretted casually mentioning her college degree. She didn’t mean to boast.

"Lin Xia! I’ll help you!" She quickly took a needle from the sewing box and began threading it seriously.

Mrs. Zhao knew Lin Xia was busy, juggling several businesses, so she urged, "Lin Xia! You’re not an outsider! Go about your business and don’t stay here! My eyes are blurry and can’t see the needle eyes! Let your cousin help me with the needles!"

Lin Xia was indeed very busy with a pile of tasks waiting for her, so she didn’t stand on ceremony with Mrs. Zhao, "Okay! Then, godmother, you’ve worked hard! Cousin, you’ve worked hard too! I’ll come back and cook something delicious for you at noon!"

"Go ahead!"

After Lin Xia left, Song Zhiya specially poured a cup of hot water for Mrs. Zhao in a porcelain jar and set it aside to cool.

She then helped out with threading the needles.

Mrs. Zhao was swiftly padding and sewing the quilt, captivating Song Zhiya.

She couldn’t help but praise, "Aunty! You’re really fast!"

After a while, Mrs. Zhao’s mood had calmed down, and seeing Song Zhiya’s innocent and cute demeanor, she couldn’t help but smile, "My dear! Is this really your first time seeing someone quilt?"

"Yes! It really is my first time seeing it!" Song Zhiya looked at Mrs. Zhao with admiration.

Mrs. Zhao thought it unlikely, since even people from the south use and sew quilts, right?

So she casually asked, "Doesn’t your mother sew quilts at home?"

Song Zhiya’s expression instantly darkened, "My mother passed away a few years ago!"

"Ah! My dear! I didn’t know that! Please don’t mind me!" Mrs. Zhao, unaware of the situation, felt embarrassed for bringing up a painful subject.

Song Zhiya waved her hands dismissively, "No worries, Auntie! It’s been so many years! I’m totally fine now...

Now that my dad has married Lin Xia’s uncle’s mother-in-law, we’re getting along very well..."

She lived in Lin Xia’s house, and if she wasn’t out and about during the day, she would stay in the clothing store.

The more she interacted with Luo Xinyan, the more she liked her.

Aunt Zhao slapped her hand excitedly, "Oh! Isn’t that... then I really didn’t know about this!"

Aunt Zhao had seen Luo Xinyan previously when she had come from the clothing store because she had sewn the quilt for Luo Yue’s wedding, so Luo Xinyan treated her very warmly, and they even chatted for a bit, but this topic never came up.

Song Zhiya chuckled and said, "My dad and the others got their marriage certificate on the day they ate at your son’s restaurant, I guess he didn’t mention it to you..."

Aunt Zhao scolded with a laugh, "Of course not! This stinky boy! Always so tight-lipped! If I don’t press him, he doesn’t bother telling me anything!"

The two of them grew closer from this conversation and happily chatted away.

Lin Xia had delivered a package of goods requested over the phone by Ding Ling and her regular customers to the greenhouse stall.

Liu Caifeng received the goods, and the two discussed which items were selling well now and how much more needed to be produced on consignment.

Lin Xia was earnestly writing in a small notebook with one hand holding a pen.

Suddenly, someone patted Lin Xia on the shoulder, causing her to exclaim instinctively, "Ah!"

When Lin Xia turned around, it was, unexpectedly, Ji Man, whom she hadn’t seen in a long time. Ji Man was dressed in a red cotton outfit with a white woolen hat on her head.

"Ji Man! You scared me! What kind of wind blew you here! I haven’t seen you in ages!" She remembered the last time she saw Ji Man was before Lu Zheng had come to find her!

Because Jiang Mingyuan had asked her, she had tried to persuade Ji Man to give up on him since he never responded and it was better to move on sooner rather than later to avoid wasting her prime years.

Latter, when Lu Zheng arrived, she went with him to the provincial city, and after coming back, she hadn’t seen Ji Man looking for her anymore.

She once asked Jiang Mingyuan if he had seen Ji Man. He said he had told Ji Man face-to-face that it was impossible between them and that she shouldn’t waste her time on him. After that, she never showed up again.

Ji Man looked Lin Xia up and down, her eyes flickering, "Just busy! Your business is doing great, right? I just walked around your cosmetics store and bought an eyebrow pencil and lipstick. Your salesperson really knows how to talk!"

"That’s right! If salespeople couldn’t talk, what good would they be?" Lin Xia looked around the bustling, noisy greenhouse environment, noting the low temperature inside—the place was clearly not suitable for catching up.

So she suggested, "Let’s go! Where should we sit and chat for a bit?" Having not seen each other for such a long time, she was indeed busy, but she needed to spend some time with Ji Man.

Ji Man raised an eyebrow and smiled, "Sure! But you’re the big boss! A rich businesswoman with several businesses! It’s on you to treat! I’m just a poor employee earning a fixed salary every month!"

Lin Xia’s eyes twinkled for a moment, and she said with an unchanged smile, "Treating you is no big deal!"

She felt that Ji Man had changed a lot after so many days; she had never spoken like this before!

They were friends, and it didn’t matter who spent the money when they were together; she was also used to graciously picking up the tab without fussing over these things.

But sometimes, words spoken could change their meaning.

Lin Xia didn’t take her too far, still choosing the small restaurant where she had dined with Luo Yue because it had private rooms where it was more convenient to talk.

As soon as they sat down, Ji Man asked, "How’s it going with your partner? When are you getting married?"