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"Why should I? Just because you're ugly and have a foul mouth."
Su Mingxian's words instantly provoked the other person, "Say that again! You're the one who's ugly, you—"
"What about me? Am I wrong?" Su Mingxian's gaze turned icy as she continued, "I don't know if I was born a poor wretch, but I earn my living and support my child through my own efforts. I don't feel ashamed of that. What gives you the right to look down on hardworking people? Who do you think you are to slander others?"
"I—" Jiao Hongzhu's face flushed with embarrassment from the questioning, but she couldn't find the words to retort. Meanwhile, others in the carriage began to jeer, "There’s no distinction in professions; heroes don’t ask about origins. What gives you the right to look down on those who earn their living through hard work?"
"Pah! A woman like her, who can only rely on men for survival, wouldn’t understand this."
"Exactly..."
Jiao Hongzhu had been pampered since childhood and had never experienced hardship or such humiliation. She suddenly burst into tears, sobbing uncontrollably, completely inconsolable.
The crowd rolled their eyes at her behavior. What kind of person was she? She complained about others crying affecting her, yet her own tears didn’t seem to bother anyone else? Talk about double standards.
Su Mingxian found herself speechless at this brainless spoiled girl. With such a weak fighting spirit, she dared to pick a fight? It was hard to understand where she got her confidence from.
After confronting Jiao Hongzhu, Su Mingxian noticed everyone looking at her, and the atmosphere became slightly awkward.
"Um, sorry about that. I didn't mean for you to get dragged into this mess because of me."
At that moment, Wang Daguo's eyes sparkled with excitement, and he rubbed his hands together with admiration, saying, "Hey, what's the big deal? People with impure thoughts see everything as unclean. We who are clear will remain clear. But your way with words is truly impressive."
Aunt Wu, also smiling brightly, added, "That's right, Xiao Su. Don't overthink it; those who are clear will remain so. What you said was especially good—earning a living through hard work is never shameful."
Su Mingxian felt a bit embarrassed and replied, "I know, but I feel bad for dragging everyone into this. How about this: it's almost lunchtime anyway. Why don't we have lunch together? I come from the countryside and don’t have anything fancy, but I made some pastries. I think they taste pretty good; let me share them with you all."
Wang Daguo looked at her in surprise as she handed over the pastries with bamboo tongs. "Sister Su, please don’t tell me you plan to sell these too?"
Aunt Wu and Professor Zheng also looked at her curiously, while Su Mingxian smiled and nodded. "Yes! Give them a try. I thought since I’d be sitting on the train doing nothing, why not earn a little pocket money? Oh, and I also brought some refreshing pickled vegetables—sweet and sour with a hint of spice; they pair perfectly together. Come on, everyone should try some."
Seeing this, Aunt Wu covered her mouth and laughed. "You’re quite resourceful, girl! And you’re well-prepared too. Xiao Su really knows how to live."
Wang Daguo immediately nodded in agreement. "Absolutely! Sister Su, you’re amazing! Your husband must have accumulated eight lifetimes of good fortune! These pastries are crispy on the outside and soft on the inside—sweet and fragrant! Your family must have a lineage of imperial chefs!"
His words made everyone laugh, while Su Mingxian continued to pack two pieces of pastry into a plastic bag and glanced at him with a smile. "Xiao Wang, you really know how to joke! An imperial chef? I just figured out how to make these myself."
Turning to the next room, she called out, "Big sister, here are my Flaky Pastry s for the kids to try so they won’t cry from craving them again."
Everyone burst into laughter together.
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