Chapter 11 Wang Dan is Very Straightforward
The young people coming in and out of the mall were all dressed in fashionable clothes, while she wore a coarse cloth shirt, the knees of her pants were bulging, and her shoes were worn out to the extreme. She felt a bit sad; having lived through two lifetimes and dying in the 21st century, she had never worn a single good piece of clothing.
Her bum of a husband, however, wore shiny and smooth clothes. Not to mention her stepmother and sister who sold her off to make money, they were one of the wealthiest in the entire village. All she could do was envy.
Sun Chan wanted to earn money, so she could also wear beautiful clothes.
Upon entering the main gate, she saw counters selling Snow Cream, shampoo, soap, floral water, mirrors, and even perfume. Sun Chan's eyes looked at these things, feeling they were very novel.
The salesperson saw Sun Chan's attire and just curled their lips, ignoring her.
Wang Dan's counter selling scarves was on the second floor. Upon climbing the stairs, you could immediately see rows of scarves hanging behind the counter. Red, green, and yellow ones. Below were some more mature colors for middle-aged and older people, purple-red, brown, and floral scarves fondly worn by the village women.
Quite a few young girls were looking at them, but most of them were just looking. A single scarf cost at least seven or eight yuan, usually a few days' wages for someone with a formal job, how could ordinary people afford that?
As she walked up the stairs, she saw Wang Dan talking to a young man.
Wang Dan was wearing a white blouse and a black skirt, with a yellow scarf tied around her neck. With thick double eyelids and a slightly plump figure, she was considered a fortuitous symbol in those days, the type of daughter-in-law beloved by mothers-in-law.