The sound of adults hoarsely selling goods came to my ears.
My mom tightly held my hand and pulled me out of the crowd.
"Daisy, there are so many people. Stay close to me."
My mom still set off to the cotton socks store today, and went to another cotton jacket store to choose a few pieces of beautifully styled clothing.
I held the sweaty money in my hand and turned a few corners to a hairpin store and bought a few beautiful hairpins.
These things sold well and there was no problem with unsold inventory.
The day that Rose came to me, I was busy at my mother's booth.
She listened to me and bought many strange and interesting things, and unexpectedly, her business became even more popular.
So we were short of manpower.
"Aunt, I'm looking for Daisy. Is she at home?"
I heard Rose's voice and my fingers holding the goods inexplicably trembled.
"Yes."
"Daisy, Rose is coming for you!"
"We just bought some fruits. Take them out to eat with Rose."
I wiped my hands, nodded in silence, and opened the basket containing fruits at home.
I picked out a few fruits that looked good on the surface, but were already a little bit bad on the inside.
Rose was not worthy of eating good ones.
The twenty-year-old Rose was beautiful with two braids, showing the charm of a young girl. She didn't look like the old lady who would later instruct her son to suffocate me after thirty-five years.
I pinched my thigh hard, forcing myself to suppress the overwhelming hatred, and looked coldly at Rose rummaging through my room.
"Daisy, where is the cassette tape your mother bought for you? I couldn't find it. I wanted to use it."
Knowing that she would come, I had already hidden away valuable items.
In the previous life, Rose came to my house like bandits entering a village, borrowing anything she saw fit.
She said she would borrow, but she never returned anything.
In the days that followed, those things completely became hers.
I put the washed fruit in front of her and explained, "A few days ago, I accidentally broke it. My mom took it to get it fixed."
Her eyes lit up when she looked at the fruit on the table and she eagerly grabbed it and ate it, chewing it a few times before swallowing it whole.
I didn't tell her that there were worms in the two she ate.
"What's the matter with me?"
Talking about business, she had time to rest her mouth.
Her face was flushed and her eyes darted around, "Daisy, I'm..."