A Young Woman's Heart

"Godfather, did you come alone?"

"Yes, your godmother and godsister are still sleeping. They went to bed very late last night." Godfather smiled. "They should be coming over in a bit."

"oh oh……"

"By the way, Ali, you just opened your business, so I'll give you a red envelope." Yu Liang said, taking out a bulging red envelope from his pocket.

But the father quickly pushed it back: "Ah Liang, what are you doing? Why are we being so polite with each other?"

"Oh, it's only right, it's only fair to reciprocate."

"You gave us a gift, and we haven't returned it yet."

“The money owed doesn’t count as a gift, this is the real gift,” Yu Liang insisted. “Don’t be coy, kid. Just accept it. We’re not short of money right now. This is just to bring you good luck, and it’s not much anyway.”

"Are you kidding me? There's at least two thousand yuan in here, isn't that a lot?"

"It's not much, just enough for you to open your shop."

"No need, no need, really no need. Ah Liang, you're making our family feel embarrassed," the mother said from the side. "Let's forget about the red envelope."

“It’s the same. If my family moves to a new house or does anything else in the future, you’ll have to give me a gift too. It’s normal to exchange gifts, so don’t be shy.” The godfather said, and directly stuffed the red envelope into Mo Xueyao’s hand. “Xiaoyao, you keep it for your parents.”

"Ah..." Mo Xueyao was a little at a loss for words.

The father wanted to say something more, but the godfather changed the subject: "Speaking of which, once you open this fruit shop, shouldn't you get a van too?"

“Let’s talk about it when we’ve made some money. For now, we can just have someone deliver it by tricycle—besides, I don’t have a driver’s license yet,” the father replied.

“Getting a driver’s license is quick. I’ll recommend an instructor to you. Once you pay, you’re guaranteed to pass.” The godfather expertly pulled out his phone and gave his father a number. “When you need to learn to drive, just contact him and say that Yu Liang recommended him. He knows about it.”

“Okay.” The father nodded. “Using a van to buy goods will indeed save a little money, and it will also be more convenient for traveling to other places.”

As they were talking, the others arrived one after another.

The father pulled Mo Xueyao along and made her greet them one by one.

Some are uncles, some are maternal uncles, and some are maternal uncles—she doesn't need to be specifically told how to address the people from her maternal grandmother's family, mainly because she is quite familiar with them.

Mo Xueyao, who grew up in Hangzhou, has visited her maternal grandmother's house far more often than her hometown.

As more and more people arrived, the store became very lively.

Everyone brought a red envelope, but none of them were as big as the godfather's.

Mo Xueyao secretly opened the package and counted the money; it was full of two thousand yuan, which was a huge sum of money in those days.

“Your godfather is so rich and generous,” Li Wanyan said with a hint of envy.

"Well, my godfather has always had a good relationship with our family." Mo Xueyao smiled smugly, unconsciously adopting the same slang as the other girls.

"That's wonderful." Li Wanyan gently stroked Mo Xueyao's long, black hair. "It feels like you're surrounded by kind people."

"Cough cough...Is it alright...Isn't it right next to the class monitor?"

"No."

"Surely there are kind ones among them, right?"

"rare."

"Don't I count?"

"Of course Xiaoyao counts." Ever since arriving at Mo Xueyao's house, the class monitor's usually stern face seemed to have started to show a faint smile.

Although it wasn't very obvious, it was clear that she was in a much better mood than before.

The parents are busy packing fruit as return gifts for the relatives and friends who came to celebrate.

And the fruit shop finally got its first order.

"Hello, what would you like to buy?" A large group of people rushed forward to greet her, startling the middle-aged woman.

"Haha, did I scare you? I'm so sorry, I'm so sorry. Is there anything you want to buy?" the father quickly reassured him.

"There are way too many of you."

"They're all relatives and friends who came to celebrate. It's a newly opened store."

Are there any discounts or special offers for the grand opening?

"Of course, what do you want to buy?"

How much are these bananas?

"These bananas just arrived, they're still a little green. Let them sit for a while, they'll be sweet then," the father explained. Then he added, "For your first order today, if you buy anything else, you get a bunch of bananas for free!"

"You can buy anything? You can buy as much as you want?"

“Yes, since you’re the first guest, let’s wish you good luck.” The father laughed heartily. Although he was born in the south, he still had the straightforwardness of a northerner.

"Then I'll see what I want to buy."

"No problem," the father said casually, as if he were just picking something out.

Not long after, a tricycle carrying some old furniture stopped in front of the fruit shop.

"Did you buy this furniture?"

"Yes, this is it. Please help me move it in," the mother said hurriedly, while the father was busy arranging flowers.

"They were all bought from the flea market, don't mind them," the father said, looking up at Li Wanyan with a smile.

"It's okay, the old ones are fine, it saves money." Li Wanyan looked at the furniture that had been moved in with some anticipation. Although there wasn't much of it, it was enough.

There is a small wardrobe; a desk with a built-in base, just like the ones in school; a chair just like the ones in school; a small bookshelf for storing various odds and ends; and a bedside table that is old but not too damaged.

This bedroom has basically everything you need.

Mo Xueyao turned to look at Li Wanyan and saw that her eyes were sparkling with starlight. After a long while, she took a deep breath and said slowly and sincerely, "Thank you."

……

Chapter 75 Tidying Up the Room

As the sun gradually set on the horizon, the relatives and friends who had come to celebrate the occasion all departed after the midday meal.

The godfather's family also left because they had to take their daughter to a primary school interview.

Seeing that her father could manage on his own, her mother went to work as a housekeeper at someone else's house.

Only the father, Mo Xueyao, and Li Wanyan remained in the shop.

"Ha-hoo—" Mo Xueyao yawned again and again, tears streaming down her face, looking extremely tired.

"What's wrong? Didn't you sleep well last night?" Li Wanyan was spontaneously helping Mo Wenli tidy up the messy fruit that had been picked over. "Was it because I took the blanket?"

"No, no, the class monitor's sleeping posture is still quite good..." Mo Xueyao shook her head and yawned widely.

The reason for not sleeping well is actually quite simple.

I had a good night's sleep on Friday, so I don't usually fall asleep easily at night. Plus, there was a girl lying next to me, so it was even harder to fall asleep.

I was so exhausted during military training that I didn't have the energy to pay attention to anything else.

But last night was different.

Mo Xueyao could smell the fragrance of shampoo on Li Wanyan's body, and her cheeks were tickled by a few strands of her hair.

The boy's soul was also somewhat restless, unable to resist wanting to get closer to the other person, to touch their thigh or... something worse.

Although she didn't actually have any more tools to commit the crime, she still spent a lot of time trying to control her desires.

I finally managed to fall asleep around midnight because I was so tired.

I only slept for about three hours in total. It's inevitable that I would feel sleepy in the evening.

Perhaps it's the influence of estrogen, but Mo Xueyao always finds it difficult to think calmly when faced with such situations.

Logically speaking, estrogen should have influenced her to like boys, so why was she still unable to calm down when sleeping in the same bed with Li Wanyan?

Mo Xueyao, who is not a medical professional, was unable to answer this question for the time being, but felt slightly troubled.

If you can't figure it out, then don't think about it.

So she stood up and decided to help the class monitor tidy up the room.

The furniture is already in place, but the room hasn't been tidied up properly yet.

Moreover, the newly delivered furniture was covered in dust and needed to be wiped clean before moving in.

Mo Xueyao found a clean rag and wiped each piece of old furniture clean. Then she used a broom to sweep out the dust and trash that had accumulated inside.

"Xiaoyao, I can clean it myself," Li Wanyan said somewhat shyly.

"It's fine, I'm free anyway." Mo Xueyao shook her head casually, then called out loudly, "Dad, do you have a newspaper?"

“The newspaper? Go ask Grandma Jin for it! She's the owner of the grocery store.” The father was pruning the flowers. “Remember to be polite.”

"Okay!" Mo Xueyao hurriedly ran over, and a little while later she came back carrying a large pile of newspapers, along with a roll of transparent tape and a roll of double-sided tape.

Decorating a room occasionally can be quite enjoyable.

Because there is a joy in organizing and tidying up.

The sense of accomplishment when you transform a messy house into a neat and tidy one is incredibly satisfying.

For this reason, Mo Xueyao not only pasted three thick layers of newspaper on the wall next to the bed, but also pasted a layer on other exposed wall surfaces.

The yellowed walls of the entire room were completely hidden, covered with newspapers.

"Turning waste into treasure, isn't that great!" Mo Xueyao said smugly.

"It's pretty good." Li Wanyan looked around the room, which looked much tidier, pulled out the chair at the desk, and then sat down comfortably.

"The light here is a bit dim. Maybe we should have a desk lamp?" Mo Xueyao walked over to Li Wanyan and felt the light. Because the incandescent bulb was hanging in the middle, her body would block the light when she sat at the table against the wall.

“A desk lamp? I have one.” Li Wanyan took out a somewhat old desk lamp from her schoolbag, plugged it in, and placed it on the corner of the table.

"Hmm, not bad, the lighting is more than enough now." Mo Xueyao touched her chin. "So, class monitor, are you satisfied with this place?"

"That's fine," Li Wanyan said with a slight smile. "I can just put on the bedding and go to sleep tonight."