1990s: Spring Water Family

Chapter 72 Night Market, Selling Clothes
"Cough cough."

My cousin choked and coughed awkwardly twice.

"My uncle is free tonight, let him help haul the goods."

Lin Xiyu found it amusing and offered her advice: "Having an adult to help out will put Grandma at ease. Otherwise, she definitely wouldn't agree to setting up a stall at the night market so late at night."

"Yeah, you're right."

My cousin's eyes lit up, and she nodded repeatedly.

"When did your classmate say you could pick up the goods from her house?"

"Anytime is fine. My uncle is free, so we can go tonight."

"When your uncle gets back later, ask him if he's free."

Lin Xiyu offered a suggestion: "If he agrees, I'll talk to Grandma for you."

"My dear sister, I love you so much."

My cousin was so touched she burst into tears, pouting as she rushed over: "Come on, give me a kiss."

"No, it's too hot."

Lin Xiyu dodged, her disgusted expression only fueling her cousin's agitation.

I want a kiss, I absolutely want a kiss.
The two sisters were laughing and joking in the phone booth, and their clear, melodious laughter could be heard even through the courtyard wall.

"Hey, these two kids."

Grandma was sitting under the grapevines enjoying the cool shade when she heard the laughter. She smiled helplessly, seemingly annoyed, but actually full of doting affection.

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As darkness fell, the city lights gradually illuminated the night. Along both sides of Quancheng Road, the food stalls were shrouded in smoke.

For people who have been busy all day, the most popular way to relax in the hot summer is to sit at a roadside barbecue stall, eat lamb skewers, and drink a few glasses of ice-cold draft beer.

That cool sensation, penetrating from the inside out, is irresistibly intoxicating when you gulp it down.

With her uncle's help, Grandma agreed to set up a stall at the night market. The three of them, uncle and nephew, picked up their goods from their cousin's classmate's house and rode their bikes to Quancheng Road.

The night market is concentrated in the middle section of Quancheng Road, right next to Furong Street, where the crowds are most dense.

Good locations are usually occupied year after year, and the vendors follow the unspoken rules, unwilling to easily break the status quo. My uncle works at a hotel and also knows the principle that harmony brings wealth.

With no good spots available, I had to park at a place with streetlights on the very edge of the night market.

"Here it is?"

My cousin was a little dissatisfied: "There are barbecue stalls all around, and not many people are shopping for clothes. How can we sell anything?"

"If no one buys it, fine. I'll just go home and sleep."

The uncle didn't believe his niece had the ability to run her own business and make money.

"I do not."

My cousin sensed my uncle's perfunctory attitude and felt a tightness in her chest.

"It's all here."

Lin Xiyu smiled and eased the tension: "Let's set up the shelf first. Maybe we'll get lucky and sell it."

"to make."

My uncle parked his tricycle, picked up the support frame, and started working.

Lin Xiyu helped to hang the clothes on the rack.

For their first time setting up a stall, they didn't buy much on credit. It was mostly summer t-shirts, skirts, and pants, both men's and women's styles. The workmanship and materials were very average, and the prices were cheap, 10 yuan a piece, which was suitable for selling at the night market.

"Xi Yu, come here, I'll tell you."

The clothes were hung up, but after waiting for a long time, no one came. My cousin was getting anxious. She tugged at her hair in frustration, her gaze falling on her graceful younger sister. Suddenly, a brilliant idea flashed into her mind.

"Choose an outfit you like from the clothes for sale, put it on, and walk around the barbecue stall."

"what?"

Lin Xiyu asked reluctantly, "Is this okay?"

"Listen to your sister."

Her cousin pressed her shoulders down with both hands, entrusting her with a heavy responsibility: "Whether we can succeed and earn our first pot of gold depends on you."

(End of this chapter)