It seemed she was right.
Zhao Guihua vaguely remembered that in a couple of years, a wholesale market would be set up nearby, where small retailers could buy goods, saving on transportation costs. But that wasn't the case now.
She said, "I'm planning to go to Guangzhou or Shenzhen in a couple of days, probably the latter. If you want to come, we can travel together for company. Of course, it's not necessary if you don't want to."
She added, "My two sons don't want me to go out, but I'm their mother, and I won't listen to them. Anyway, I think, if I don't make money now, what will I do in two years? When I'm seventy or eighty, will I still be able to travel far? So now, I'm going to do what I want."
Aunt Wang: "You're right."
She was genuinely tempted.
"I want to join too."
Aunt Zhou suddenly popped out, having been eavesdropping at the door for who knows how long.
Zhao Guihua rolled her eyes. "You're like a mouse."
