Reborn as the Villain's Wife, I Shine in 80s-Chapter 122 - 118 has moved

"Alright then." Tian Sangsang nodded, holding Meng Shuyan, and got into Chen Ming’s car. After a few moments, they reached the old house Chen Ming mentioned.

The old house was near the end of the street, two floors, not too old, neat and clean.

"Yingzi, look who’s here!" Chen Ming called out to the house while inviting Tian Sangsang inside.

Chen Ying emerged from a room, eyes wide open, "Tian Sangsang, little Yanyan!"

Seeing Meng Shuyan, Chen Ying was overjoyed, "Little Yanyan, let Aunt Yingzi hug you." Saying this, she took Meng Shuyan from Tian Sangsang’s arms.

Tian Sangsang saw three words in her eyes, Chen Shuyan.

"Tian Sangsang, sit down quickly." Chen Ying, holding the child, said enthusiastically.

Chen Ming also brought out the sodas from the car for everyone to taste.

The colorful sodas were placed on the table, in glass bottles with long necks, looking quite amusing, much like cocktails of the future.

"Sangsang, take a look, would this be enough for you to open a shop?"

Following Chen Ming around, Tian Sangsang took a tour. This old house was roughly like this: On the left was a place about twenty square meters, suitable for a storefront, without feeling too spacious. On the right were two bedrooms, neither very large, about ten square meters each. This ground floor was enough to open a small shop, with two rooms serving as living quarters. There were also rooms upstairs, enough for so many people to live together. Behind the house was a small yard, with a well and a vegetable garden, looking very rustic.

She was quite satisfied with this in her heart, but Tian Sangsang wondered if she would give away something about her business dealings.

Actually, the small business she was running now didn’t require many things from the space. Even though they were under one roof, as long as she was slightly cautious, no one would notice anything suspicious. However, taking out some items was somewhat inconvenient.

But, in the town, aside from Chen Ming’s place, there really wasn’t a better spot.

"Of course I’m satisfied here." Tian Sangsang said, "But renting out the ground floor to us, wouldn’t that be inconvenient for you?"

Chen Ying, who had already understood the situation from Chen Ming, waved her hand indifferently and said, "What’s inconvenient? My brother is always running around and rarely at home. I have to go to work at the post office too, so I’m seldom home. Living here alone is boring. It would surely be much livelier with you and Yanyan. Tian Sangsang, so you must rent!"

She even ended up being threatened.

Tian Sangsang laughed, "How much is your rent then?"

"Rent, huh." Chen Ying hesitated, "We all know each other, why talk about rent?"

Tian Sangsang had guessed she would say that and immediately said, "I’ve asked around about the town’s rent, it’s between 20-40 a month for a single floor, so name your price."

"What? So expensive?!" Chen Ying pondered carefully. Seeing Tian Sangsang’s firm attitude, she said helplessly, "How about 20 a month, after all, our house is old."

Tian Sangsang didn’t haggle anymore; the price was quite fair, much better than the previous absurd 100 yuan.

"Then when you have time, draft the papers and I’ll sign them."

"Alright, alright, just you’re so particular." Chen Ying stroked Meng Shuyan’s curly hair and told Tian Sangsang, "You can move in anytime."

Tian Sangsang agreed and suddenly saw Chen Ming sitting by the table, adding water to his bottle of green soda, making her quite curious.

Chen Ying, holding Meng Shuyan, shook her head and whispered to Tian Sangsang, "How old is my brother, yet he’s still so silly, adding water to soda."

"Why add water?" Tian Sangsang was truly puzzled and asked in a low voice.

Meng Shuyan also perked up to listen.

"Silly! Drink some soda, add some water, drink some more then add more—it makes the soda last longer, and he can drink it slower. He really loves soda." Chen Ying raised her eyebrows playfully. Though she called her own brother silly, there was a tenderness in her tone because he was her brother.

Tian Sangsang blushed instantly, feeling innocent on Chen Ming’s behalf.

"Yingzi, what are you saying!" Chen Ming’s face turned red, and he stomped upstairs.

"Uncle Chen is shy." Meng Shuyan squinted his eyes and said.

Chen Ying looked at Meng Shuyan and snickered.

...

Actually, the best place to open a shop is in the county. But in the county, she is unfamiliar with everything, and Tian Sangsang has no plans to go there yet. She only thinks of testing the waters quietly in the small town first, and during the gap of the small shop, to study business opportunities that she could use.

Opportunities are not something that comes instantly but are slowly discovered through practice. Although she is a reincarnator, she was previously just a small translator, one could say a minor employee, with no significant business acumen, incomparable to someone like Jack Ma or Pony Ma. The most challenging thing she ever did was learning to trade stocks like other investors, often earning and losing, and in the end, her money remained at the principal. She wasn’t very clear about specific success stories of this era. Even if she knew, so what, those were other people’s stories, not hers.

Moreover, this is a unique country, a country with abundant resources and diverse talents, with significant regional differences, allowing for summarizations of different sets of rules, truly not to be generalized.

She is fortunate to have a space, a basic guarantee; she knows what can and cannot be done and understands the general direction of the future. Now, she is immensely grateful to the author for setting this book in an alternate history, allowing Li Yibai to let loose. If Li Yibai could let loose, she would also find her own realm.

So, with the outside world becoming turbulent and restless, Tian Sangsang just wants to stay in this little place for now.

No rush, take it slow. Time is the one thing she isn’t lacking.

At worst, she’d restart her life all over again.

Thus, the Tian Sangsang family was moving to the town, packing up all their belongings, which wasn’t much—some bedding, some bowls, and chopsticks, putting on a show as if carrying them, while other things like sweet potatoes were all packed into the space.

Walking on the rural paths, they occasionally encountered villagers.

One person, one adorable child, one small dog, with big and small bags.

"Sangsang, what are you up to? Moving?"

"Going to the town." Tian Sangsang replied with a gentle smile, "Yes, moving to the town to open a small shop."

"Oh, Sangsang is moving to the town, later on, when you become successful, don’t forget about us."

"Auntie, what are you saying, of course, I won’t forget. I’ll still come back to the village on weekends to stay."

And so, along the way, it was all like this.

"Sangsang, where are you going?"

"To town."

"Sangsang, where are you going?"

"To town."

"Sangsang, what are you up to?"

"To... open a shop."

"..."

No one knows when it started, but people’s impressions of Tian Sangsang had changed; she was still that dark and overweight person from before, but they didn’t dare to provoke her easily, nor did they dare to underestimate her. They felt that Tian Sangsang was getting further and further away from them.