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Chapter 913: 224: Teach you how to behave!_5
Xiaozhou said, "What goes around comes around! By the way, how is your aunt? Her mental health wasn’t good to begin with; did this incident not totally devastate her?"
Having lost her only child, kept in the dark, and nearly causing the death of her own grandniece, anyone would probably find it hard to cope with such blows.
Ni Yang sighed. "My aunt became a nun."
"Really?" Xiaozhou was somewhat surprised.
Ni Yang nodded. "Yes, she’s now at Baiyun Temple."
Xiaozhou continued, "Is she doing this to atone for her past?"
"Perhaps," Ni Yang said. "If she hadn’t been manipulated and had spoken up earlier, perhaps that child would not have died, and so many things wouldn’t have happened."
Xiaozhou nodded. "That makes sense."
Departing from Xiaozhou’s place, Ni Yang made another trip to the Department Store.
She wanted to buy a television for Grandma Liu.
It was already 1985, and color TVs were available, though quite expensive, costing over 3,000 yuan each.
Ordinary families could hardly afford them.
Thus, at this time, if a family in the village bought a TV, they would become the most popular household, because everyone would bring their bowls to watch TV during mealtime at their home, which helped alleviate Grandma Liu’s loneliness.
Since she had decided to buy a TV for Grandma Liu, it had to be a color one. Ni Yang paid without hesitation and even added an extra 10 yuan for delivery.
The shopkeeper was stunned.
He initially thought Ni Yang was just browsing, but she didn’t haggle and spent 3,000 yuan outright.
From that moment on, the shopkeeper saw Ni Yang in a new light.
After paying and arranging the delivery time with the shopkeeper, Ni Yang headed to the third floor’s Clothing City, planning to buy some clothes.
Ni Yang picked several cheongsams and was about to pay when she spotted a light blue embroidered cheongsam.
"Please get that one down for me," Ni Yang turned to the sales associate.
"Of course," the associate nodded.
Just then, a pair of hands reached out before the sales associate and took the cheongsam, "I saw this cheongsam first!"
Ni Yang looked up and saw a young woman in her twenties with healthy wheat-colored skin and well-defined features, not looking like someone from Beijing. Judging by her accent, she seemed to be from Bay Island.
The relationship between China and Bay Island had entered a new historical phase on New Year’s Day 1979, with friendly interactions and the cessation of all hostilities.
So, it wasn’t strange to see someone from Bay Island in Beijing.
Since the woman had grabbed the cheongsam first, Ni Yang didn’t say much, just smiled gently at the young woman and then turned to the sales associate, "Let’s go to the cashier."
"Sure," the associate nodded, thankful to have met a reasonable customer today. Dealing with difficult customers could have caused a scene. "Please follow me."
"Hello, that will be 450 yuan in total."
Six cheongsams, all made of real silk, and together only costing a bit over 400 yuan—such a price would be quite reasonable in later times.
Ni Yang took out the money from her purse and handed it to the sales associate, revealing a pale, smooth wrist and a translucent, droplet-like jade bracelet as she moved.
Under the lights, the jade bracelet cast a cool glow.
At that moment, the young woman with the light blue cheongsam came over to pay, and she noticed the bracelet.
That bracelet is gorgeous!
It would look even more beautiful on her.
Wait.
The young woman narrowed her eyes.
Wait, why does that bracelet look familiar?
It seemed like she had seen it before.
Yes!
She remembered!
She had seen this bracelet in old family photos at home.
"Hey! Where did you get this bracelet from?" the young woman approached Ni Yang, her tone somewhat aggressive.
Judging by how Ni Yang had spent just over 400 yuan on several cheongsams, she didn’t seem like someone who could afford such an expensive bracelet!
And this bracelet was a family heirloom!
Could it be stolen?
The young woman narrowed her eyes. n𝚘𝚟𝚙𝚞𝚋.𝚌o𝚖
Seeing the hostility in the young woman’s eyes, Ni Yang frowned slightly, "This really isn’t any of your concern."
Since the other party was hostile, there was no need for her to be overly friendly. After all, she wasn’t a masochist who enjoyed self-harm.
