Switched Marriage The Coddled Little Wife novel Chapter 36

Chapter 36: Chapter 36: A Fateful Meeting

The butcher shop owner was already familiar with Lin Chuxia, and he had packed up the meat she needed early. freeweɓnovel.cøm

The streaky pork with fat and lean layers, along with the meat from the pig’s buttock tip, were both good cuts for fillings.

Lin Chuxia paid the shop owner and noticed a large basin of pork offal next to her, "How much for this set?"

The shop owner glanced at it and said with a chuckle, "This isn’t worth much without the pig’s head, but if you want it, take it for one yuan."

A whole set of offal usually includes a pig’s head, 4 pig trotters, and the entire pig’s internal organs.

Although the pig’s head is considered offal, like the internal organs, and is lower-grade meat not presented at formal occasions, the pig’s head also has an important function.

In places like Lin Chuxia’s hometown, the most important offering is the pig’s head with a pig tail in its mouth, symbolizing the entirety of the pig.

Without the pig’s head, this set of offal loses much of its value. If not handled properly, those internal organs might exude a fishy smell, and no one is willing to deal with them.

Lin Chuxia gave the shop owner one yuan, asked him to pack the offal properly, and carried it away feeling around five or six jin heavy, thinking she got a good deal.

After shopping and returning home, Lin Chuxia first went to Mrs. Qin’s room and took out 30 yuan for her.

During the family division, the famine debts were also divided: they took 60, the eldest brother 80, Mr. Qin and Mrs. Qin 20. Lin Chuxia couldn’t bear to see the elders saddled with debt, so 20 yuan was for paying their debt, and the other 10 was for their support.

Mrs. Qin was reluctant to accept the money and kept refusing. In the end, Lin Chuxia had to invoke Qin Yang’s name, saying it was Qin Yang’s intention, and if she did not accept it, Qin Yang might misunderstand. Reluctantly, Mrs. Qin stopped refusing and took out a banknote from the three she had and gave it back to Lin Chuxia, "Your dad and I can still work; we don’t need you kids to support us. You gave us the harvest from the tomatoes, we don’t need the money. When we need money, you can give it to us then."

Lin Chuxia knew that if she continued to refuse, Mrs. Qin would not take the 20 yuan, so she had no choice but to keep the money.

After lunch, the weather outside turned cloudy again, and it looked like rain would come soon. Lin Chuxia made only half the usual number of buns, cooked them early, and headed for the train station.

She thought she was early today, but to her surprise, the old granny who sold buns and whom she had met yesterday was already there, setting up at her usual spot.

Seeing Lin Chuxia come so early as well, she first widened her eyes in disbelief, then puffed up in anger, not even sparing her a glance.

Lin Chuxia didn’t mind her and pushed her cart to the opposite side to set up her stand.

Sister Liu came over to Lin Chuxia, a handful of sunflower seeds in her hand, cracking them while speaking softly to Lin Chuxia.

"See that? After you left yesterday, she barely sold any. She came over after midday today, probably hoping to sell more before you arrived. Who would have thought you’d come so early and see how mad she is..."

Lin Chuxia watched Sister Liu laugh without any inhibitions and couldn’t help but join in, "I saw the weather wasn’t looking good, so I came out earlier to get it over with."

"That’s true. I heard from the opera radio yesterday that it would rain today."

Once the bun stand was set up and the windbreak opened on the coal stove, Lin Chuxia also placed a small table out with a thermos and bowls.

After all this, she looked up and saw an old man sitting in the corner, gazing at the train station.

The old man was very thin, with greying hair and a mostly white beard, his eyes indifferently gazing into the distance, as if looking at something, yet as if not seeing anything at all.

This old man was no stranger to her; he was there almost every day, sitting for the better part of the day.

Sister Liu and the others were used to his presence, saying he was a lonely old man with nobody left at home and somewhat mentally unstable.

Lin Chuxia looked at the old man and remembered something from her past life.