401: C401 Clothes Rejected

C401 Clothes Rejected

Yan Duoya ran for a long distance until she was sure that the mother and son hadn't caught up to her and were no longer able to see them. Only then did she stop, panting heavily. She rubbed the wig on her head, still in shock.

On the way, she had brought the wig up to her head, hiding her wine-colored hair. As for her large black-framed glasses, after the man took them off, she didn't have the chance to snatch them back. Without the glasses to hide her forehead under the hair of her wig, Yan Duoya felt really insecure.

However, she'd actually been overthinking things. Right now, her face was dirty, and her entire body exuded an indescribable stench. Anyone who passed by her would cover their noses and walk around, so no one would even notice her face.

Yan Duoya felt exhausted, so she plopped down on the side of the road. She felt uncomfortable sitting down, so she ended up sprawled out on her back and fanned the air with her hands without a care in the world. Her rude actions made people feel more and more like she was a brain-damaged wandering girl. Everyone felt sympathy, despise, despise, or loathe her, but in the end, no one reached out to Yan Duoya or chased her away — everyone was just an indifferent bystander.

That was too close! If she had been recognized by that man, perhaps by now, she would have been caught by the police! On the other hand, she had committed such a heinous crime by killing the police and escaping from jail. The consequences were unimaginable!

She suddenly felt that her mouth was filled with the taste of blood. Thus, she stretched out her hand and touched it. She actually felt a trace of blood. Could it be that the man just now was bitten by her? However, there was indeed such a possibility. After all, she had used quite a bit of strength just now. It wasn't impossible for her to bite a man's hand until it bled.

However, for some reason, Yan Duoya's heart was beating rapidly. She kept comforting herself that her heart was beating faster because she had been exercising hard for a few minutes and would be fine in a moment. However, she couldn't ignore the intense uneasiness in her heart. She always felt that something bad was going to happen to her.

Yan Duoya lay on the side of the road for a long time before she felt that she had finally recovered. She slowly sat up and tidied her hair.

Yan Duoya couldn't help but frown at her dirty and smelly clothes, the rolling eyes and pointing fingers of passersby. Putting aside the bystanders who had nothing to do with her, even she herself could not stand her current dirty and destitute appearance.

The summer weather was already hot and humid, and the stench that permeated her body made people feel as if it was emanating from within. Not long after she sat down on the side of the road, she attracted a swarm of buzzing flies. The flies couldn't be chased away no matter how hard she tried. Yan Duoya was upset and her whole body was filled with hostility. It looked like she had to go and buy a new set of clothes right now.

Yan Duoya stood up from the ground. Looking at the beautiful dress in the window of a clothing store by the roadside, a trace of expectation appeared in her eyes.

She felt that it must have been because she was wearing this rustic set of clothes yesterday that she encountered such bad things in succession! It seemed that today, she had to buy this beautiful dress and dress herself properly in order to drive away the bad luck.

Thinking of this, Yan Duoya patted her backpack, intending to go to this store to buy a dress.

However, just as Yan Duoya walked to the door, before she could enter, the employee and a few customers who were trying on their clothes smelled a strong stench.

"What, what is that smell?" "So smelly!" A customer covered his nose and said with a look of disgust, "Is something broken in this shop?"

"Isn't it? This smell is so disgusting that I almost vomited the noodles I ate this morning. " Another customer retched and said with a frown.

"The things in our shop are all very clean. We clean them three times a day. There is also air freshener. It is impossible for them to give off such a smell. Is it because of this woman?" A shop assistant saw Yan Duoya walking in, so he pointed at her and said to the customers and the shop assistant.

They looked Yan Duoya up and down and saw that she was covered in filth and there were some sticky things on her clothes. There was also a lot of dust on her face, and her hair was messy like a bird's nest. Looking at Yan Duoya, all of them felt their appetite go down.

"Go away, where is this beggar?" "We have no money to give you and we didn't bring our cell phones, so don't think that we'll give you a penny for it. We can't possibly transfer your phone — hurry up and get out of here. Our customers are all disgusted by you!" A shop assistant walked to Yan Duoya's side, pinched her nose and said with a look of disdain.

Another shop assistant took out an air freshener and sprayed it on the shop for a long time. She only stopped when she felt that the smell was stronger than Yan Duoya's stench. However, a moment later, the fragrance of the air freshener mixed with Yan Duoya's stench, making them feel even more disgusted.

"I, I'm here to buy clothes!" Yan Duoya looked at the shop assistant in front of her and said faintly.

Hearing that, the shop assistant seemed to have heard the funniest joke. She looked at Yan Duoya and rolled her eyes, saying with disdain, "Buying clothes? What makes you think you can afford the clothes in our shop? Or do you think that the clothes in our shop are suitable for people like you? It's funny, you didn't even see what kind of level you were! "

Yan Duoya became a bit angry after hearing the shop assistant's words. If it was before, she would definitely take out stacks of bills and throw them on the shop assistant's face. Looking at the shop assistant's obsequious and obsequious appearance, she felt a sense of satisfaction in her heart. More importantly, the previous her had countless ways to torture and humiliate those she hated!

However, this time was not the same. She was wanted by the entire country, and her wealth was limited. Now, she didn't even have the qualifications and ability to do so. Besides, she had to hold her tail tight in order to be safe.

"I have money, let me buy a set of clothes to change into!" Yan Duoya thought for a moment. Then, she lowered her head and took out two or three hundred-dollar bills from her backpack and said to the shop assistant in front of her.

Although two to three hundred dollars was not a lot, if it was anyone else, the shop assistant would have already welcomed them with a smile – after all, they all had a commission for selling a single piece of clothing. But now, this customer was Yan Duoya. She was a tramp whose face could not even be seen clearly, and her entire body was reeking of filth.

The shop assistant looked at the money in Yan Duoya's hands and felt that it also reeked of money. They took two steps back as if they despised it, looked at Yan Duoya, and yelled unhappily, "Get lost! We're not going to do this business of yours — — Get lost!"

However, Yan Duoya really wanted to change her clothes right now, because she couldn't stand her current appearance either. She then took out a few hundred yuan from her bag, stretched out her hand and said to the shop assistant, "You can do it. Let me buy a set of clothes to change into." In order to buy a set of clothes, Yan Duoya had humbled herself to others for the first time. Although she was angry, there was nothing she could do.

The other customers in the shop were so disgusted by Yan Duoya's smell that they had no intention of continuing to look at her clothes. They all prepared to leave. Upon seeing this, all the employees tried to persuade her, "Don't worry, we will kick this woman out immediately!"

"Alright, then hurry up and chase her away! Otherwise, we will leave immediately! " A customer said.

When the shop assistant saw that Yan Duoya didn't listen to his advice and was still standing there, she almost smelt the customers out of the shop. A shop assistant took out a broom from the cleaning room, waved it at Yan Duoya, and coldly said, "Stinky beggar, quickly get out of here! "If you don't leave, I'll really make a move on you — Little White, call the police right now and tell them that someone is ruining the scene!"2

Hearing that, the woman called "Little White" immediately ran to the counter and picked up her phone. She waved at Yan Duoya and said, "See that? If you don't leave, we'll really call the police! "

Seeing this, Yan Duoya did not dare to waste another second in fear that the shop assistant would call the police. She quickly put the money back in her purse and walked away, crestfallen.

In the past when she watched TV, Yan Duoya couldn't understand why some fugitives would be so scared that they almost wet their pants when they saw police officers in uniform, just like how mice wet themselves when they saw a cat. Now that she was wanted, she finally experienced the pain, fear, and worry she felt in her heart.

… ….

Yan Duoya went to several stores in a row, but they were all chased out by the shop assistant, making her look extremely miserable. Having lived for so long, she had only experienced the feeling of having no money to spend. This was the first time she experienced the feeling of having no money and no land to spend.

However, in the end, Yan Duoya still managed to buy a set of clothes.

The suit in her hand was sold to her by an old lady at a nearby stall when she passed by the farmers' market. It wasn't because the old lady was kind, but because Yan Duoya was willing to pay two hundred yuan for the original twenty yuan set of old clothes.

Yan Duoya wanted to change her clothes, but the smell of the trash can on her body was too strong. Even if she changed her clothes, it wouldn't be able to hide the stench that assaulted one's soul. Therefore, Yan Duoya decided to take a bath first before changing into this set of clothes. After that, she would go to the clothing store to buy a set of better looking clothes.

However, it was only after walking for a long time that Yan Duoya remembered something important. Since she was so down and out and didn't know anyone in this small town, it was impossible that she would be allowed to enter the store in places like foot baths or massage. So she walked two blocks and still couldn't find a place to bathe.

Now, if she didn't get rid of this stench, she wouldn't even be able to eat — was the real medicine for her to go through the garbage cans like those homeless people and find things left behind for others to eat? No, absolutely not! She, Yan Duoya, would never do something so shameful and without self-respect!

… ….

The afternoon sunlight was the most vicious. The leaves on the roadside seemed to have wilted, as if they were listless. I heard that if you stepped on the ground barefooted, the soles of your feet might get scalded. Under the scorching weather, the small town had become a bit more deserted at noon. There were only a few pedestrians on the street, and they were all hurrying along, unwilling to stay any longer on the street.

Now, because of Yan Duoya's stench, she couldn't enter any of the shops on the street. She could only sit in the shade of the street, holding the black plastic bag with her clothes in it. Even though there was a breeze blowing occasionally, it was mixed with a little bit of heat, almost causing her to faint from the heat.

As Yan Duoya was sitting there, she inadvertently saw the small supermarket across the street — the owner was playing Landlord on his computer while blowing the air-conditioning. He was enjoying the cold watermelon at the same time. It was so cozy! Seeing this, a trace of envy appeared in Yan Duoya's eyes. She subconsciously licked her lips that were already parched. She hadn't tasted any rice since morning, hadn't even taken a sip of water, and now she was so hungry and thirsty that she felt dizzy.

Yan Duoya thought for a long time before she stood up shakily and walked towards the shop across the street. She didn't believe that with so much money, she wouldn't be able to buy a bottle of mineral water or a piece of watermelon!

Yan Duoya walked to the door and lifted the transparent plastic curtain. In a split-second, she felt a refreshing coolness dispelling the heat from her body. She stood in the doorway with a happy expression on her face. She didn't want to move a single step, wishing that she could continue to cool down like this forever.

As the shop owner was eating the watermelon, he suddenly smelled a terrible stench. He raised his head and saw a dirty woman standing in front of his shop, rubbing against the air conditioner. Normally, the shop owner would allow others to come in to clean the air. After all, if there were more people, his small shop would look more crowded – however, he would never allow a stinky homeless girl to clean the air in front of his store.

"Quickly put down the curtain and go to the side. Don't come to my shop and ruin my business!" The shop owner put down the watermelon in his hand, covered his nose, and looked at Yan Duoya with disdain as he waved his hand as if he was shooing away a fly.

Instead of retreating, Yan Duoya walked straight to the cashier, took out a hundred-dollar bill, and slapped it on the counter. "Give me a watermelon, a bottle of mineral water, and a loaf of bread," she said in a domineering tone.

Occasionally, there would be a homeless person who would take the money given by a passer-by to buy things in this shop, and the owner of the shop would be willing to sell them things as well, because he couldn't bear to look into the eyes of those tramps, and sometimes even refused to accept money from them. But now, Yan Duoya's overbearing attitude had annoyed the shop owner a little. Not to mention that the smell of Yan Duoya's body, which had gone through the fermentation process in the hot weather, was even stronger than those vagabonds from before.

The shop owner looked at Yan Duoya, rolled his eyes, and said coldly, "Get out of here now, I'm not selling anything for you!"

Of course, Yan Duoya still hadn't figured out the real reason why this boss didn't sell her things. After all, she had always felt that money was God, and those who sold things had to be respectful to her.

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