Chapter 280: Indecisive
Time has passed, and the year is coming to an end. In the past, everyone was eager for the New Year’s celebrations, but nowadays life has improved. The village now has running water and electricity rarely goes out, so year after year, life seems to get better. At the very least, every household can afford to eat refined flour without having to mix it with coarse rice every day.
Qin Guohua’s family hasn’t come to look for them. In fact, Qin Xiangnuan had thought about what to do if they showed up. But even after the New Year’s celebrations had passed, there was no reaction from them. Perhaps it was because the two families had grown further apart; they barely nodded greetings when they met. Moreover, she and her elder brother were both in the Capital City, not staying in Shenjia Village, so no one knew their current situation and thought they hadn’t returned.
Moreover, ever since Hu Li tried to sell Qin Xiangnuan to Wang Dali, she had been in complete discord with Granny Lu. If Hu Li dared to come over, Granny Lu would surely chase them out with a broomstick. During the festive season, Hu Li wouldn’t want to disgrace herself by clashing with a broomstick. It’s fine to lose face at her own home, but if it happened in Shenjia Village, the Village Chief of Dadao Village would not let them off the hook.
On the fifth day of the New Year, Aunt Hua came over. Judging by the time, it seemed like something was happening at the bus station, so Qin Xiangnuan had a vague idea of why Aunt Hua had come.
"Nuannuan, what should we do? They are going to demolish the bus station."
Aunt Hua took the opportunity to come over and poured out all her grievances to Qin Xiangnuan. Her family had been in business for over a decade, relying on the pie shop to establish themselves. But now, with the bus station undergoing construction, she worried about how they would manage in the future. Even though the family had some savings, it wasn’t reasonable for such a large family to just go back to farming.
"Don’t worry, Auntie," Qin Xiangnuan comforted Aunt Hua An, "the bus station will be rebuilt eventually. You could buy another shop and continue selling there. Even if the bus station is under construction, it doesn’t matter. My brother and I used to carry pies and sell them right there."
As long as there are people, there will be no fear of unsold goods.
Aunt Hua thought about it and finally sighed in relief. Why hadn’t she thought of this before? Right, she would go and discuss with her family about buying another tricycle. Like the street vendors outside, they could sell goods from a tricycle.