Sweet Nostalgia of the 80s

Bai Yanjiao pulled out a ten-yuan note and handed it to the sales clerk, while Bai Xue watched on the side, her heart aching, "You’ve already spent half of your salary? That’s really expensive!"

"Mom, I made more this month because I made more clothes, my salary doubled this month," Bai Yanjiao purposely raised her voice to make sure An Hao heard, "My clothes are well-made, the workshop director said I might become the group leader."

"Really?" Bai Xue was ecstatic, "Then our family will have better days ahead."

"Yeah," Bai Yanjiao glanced at An Hao and curled her lip, "So we won’t have to hear people say our mother and daughter are parasites, depending on others to live."

"Who are parasites?" Bai Xue’s expression darkened as she spoke with an undertone, "We, mother and daughter, are straightforward people. We deal with everything openly, not like some people who are too cunning. They make a big scene about moving, boasting about living on their own for long but what happens? They almost lose the house and land deeds, their household is stripped bare, and they even encourage their naive brother to keep taking food from home every day."

"Isn’t that right?" Bai Yanjiao turned to the sales clerks, who were watching the excitement, and said, "Don’t believe it? Go see for yourself, there’s nothing in my house now but a bare kang. She claims to support the family, but a student who doesn’t cost money is already good, not to mention making any money."

"Enough, Yanjiao, don’t say any more. It makes us seem petty. Just keep a clear conscience, fairness lies within the hearts of people, and over time everyone will see what kind of person she is."

"Exactly."

The mother and daughter complemented each other in mocking An Hao, with their two mouths twisting right and wrong.

An Hao couldn’t care less about these two. After the previous clash, they had become much quieter, and now they were only trying to show off their verbal courage in front of her.