Daily Life in the 70s

So Yang PeiMin shook her head, "It’s okay, Military Wife."

Instead, Luo Dahua felt even more embarrassed and took the initiative to say warmly, "If we don’t associate with Mr. Wen, this will all blow over. Once the Cultural Troupe leaves, there will be nothing left, and it’s just us few Military Wives gossiping. I’ve already cleared your name..."

Yang PeiMin nodded, "Alright, I understand."

Luo Dahua whispered a couple of sentences to her and then reached the upstairs, "Drop by my place when you have time."

"Okay."

Yang PeiMin also prepared to go to the dormitory to get her clothes to wash.

However, Mrs. Cui was blocking her door, grinning with her yellow teeth and said, "Mrs. Shen, are you doing laundry?"

"Yes, I am. Everyone else has finished, and I haven’t started yet. I have some matters to deal with soon." Yang PeiMin could tell from her posture that she had something else to say. Since she didn’t care much for Mrs. Cui, she wanted to avoid any involvement. She promptly shut her down.

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Mrs. Cui seemed to ignore what she said, continuing self-absorbedly, "Mrs. Shen, I’ve been here for several days now, and since we’re neighbors left and right, we should interact more. Also, your elders aren’t here, you young couple might not understand some things. I’ve got nothing else going on, so I can come over and give you some advice."

Upon hearing this, Yang PeiMin couldn’t help but laugh. Here comes the advice selling, "Aunty, sorry, I am busy now, can’t chat." Saying so, she left.