Xia Zhaoyun tilted her chin up slightly. "This is a new era. What’s the point of getting a wife these days? To cherish her and spoil her, of course. Otherwise, a life of poetry and romance just becomes the mundane drudgery of daily chores."
"Otherwise, they should just prepare to be bachelors their whole lives!"
The young women all nodded. "Exactly! We’re talking about gender equality. Why should we have to work a job and then come home to do all the housework too?"
Another young woman whispered, "Besides, we women can have children. What can they do?"
Everyone shrugged and laughed. "That’s right! We can do anything men can do, but they can’t necessarily do everything we can. And they still want to be treated like lords and have us wait on them? The nerve!"
Xia Zhaoyun turned to Teacher Su. "Teacher Su, please join us for lunch. My partner didn’t know how many of us there would be, so he went ahead and booked three tables."
Teacher Su wasn’t one to be coy, so she nodded and joked, "Well then, it looks like we’re in for a treat, thanks to Little Xia."
There were eighteen women in Group Three, including Xia Zhaoyun. Since a standard table sat ten, this left twelve empty spots. The accompanying support staff, including the driver, numbered about nine.
In those days, regardless of one’s family situation, most people’s diets were lacking in rich, oily foods, so they had big appetites. Even the women of the performance troupe, who had to watch their figures, didn’t need to be too strict about how much they ate. After all, they were young and burned a lot of energy.
Usually, when they went out for a nice meal, they could finish nearly everything they ordered for their party size. Add to that the bottomless stomachs of the male staff members, and the extra food for the remaining three spots would be polished off in no time!
At this realization, the expressions of the women in Group One soured.
Someone couldn’t help but mutter, "Hmph. As if we’ve never been to a state-run restaurant before. What’s there to show off? If she’s going to treat people, she should treat everyone. Why insist on dividing the troupe like this..."
"Exactly. This is blatant factionalism. She’s deliberately isolating our group."
Once one person spoke up, the other women from Group One, already feeling resentful, began to whisper and complain amongst themselves.
"Comrade Xia Zhaoyun is still holding a grudge about not being made the lead dancer for Group One. She’s just trying to get even now."
The women of Group Three weren’t about to take that lying down and were about to retort, but Xia Zhaoyun held them back.
She chuckled softly and glanced at the members of Group One. "It’s true, I can be petty. When I treat someone to a meal, I do it to have a good time. I’ve never seen anyone spend their own money just to get aggravated."


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