Of course, she has not encountered the dilemma of the little girl in front of her. If she had, she might make such a decision. After all, filling her stomach is the most important thing, and a watch cannot be used as food.
"Yes." Song Xi raised her hand to wipe her tears and nodded gently, "Please, beautiful sister, please keep it a secret for me. Don't let my husband know, because this is the watch he gave me. If he knows, I will sell it.
He must have been very sad about the watch he gave me."
Song Xi's tearful eyes were full of reluctance and helplessness, which almost made Li Qingqing feel bad, "Little girl, I like this watch of yours very much. It just so happens that my watch has been used for several years and it is old.
, I want to exchange for a new watch, are you willing to sell it to me? How about one hundred yuan? In addition, I will give you two more cloth tickets, okay? I only have cloth tickets, and I have used up all other tickets."
"Beautiful sister, are you really willing to buy my watch?" Song Xi wiped her tears and looked at Li Qingqing in disbelief.
What a good person, what a great person. It seems that I have to come over and give her something next time, otherwise she will feel a little guilty.
Li Qingqing was afraid that Song Xi would regret it, so she quickly took out the money. After counting, she put a stack of money and cloth tickets into Song Xi's hand, then took the watch over, checked the time, and put the watch on her wrist.
, and began to appreciate it with satisfaction.
"Beautiful sister, thank you for helping me solve my urgent need. When I get well, I will come back to give you wild products from the mountains." Song Xi pinched a thick stack of money, not to mention how satisfied she was. It seems that handicrafts are very important in this era.
It's quite valuable. An ordinary watch that costs dozens of yuan can sell for hundreds of yuan in this era. Maybe she can make a fortune just by selling watches.
"Little girl, you have to keep your word, I'm waiting for your bargain." Li Qingqing drew a simple route map of the night market on the paper, as well as the time and specific address of the nearby market, and handed it to Song Xi
, "You can buy food for free here, but the price is a little more expensive than in the grocery store. Also, there are only people there before dawn and after dark. Don't go there during the day, because there will be no one there."
"Thank you, beautiful sister." After successfully getting the route map of the night market, Song Xi was almost happy. She wished she could hug Li Qingqing and kiss her hard. With Li Qingqing's help, she didn't have to be like a headless fly.
Running around everywhere.
In order to express her gratitude, Song Xi pretended to take out a hairpin and a hair tie from her pocket and stuffed them into Li Qingqing's hand. She chose a simpler style that was not out of the ordinary and would not cause unnecessary trouble.
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"Stop calling me beautiful sister. My name is Li Qingqing. You can tell at a glance that you are younger than me. If you don't mind, just call me sister Qingqing from now on. When you come to the commune in the future, remember to come to the guest house to see me."
I shouldn't be able to change my job." Li Qingqing was very happy when the little girl called her 'pretty sister', but she was also very shy.
"Okay, thank you, Sister Qingqing. I will go back to the room first, so as not to disturb Sister Qingqing's work." Song Xi folded the circuit diagram and stored it carefully, then waved to Li Qingqing, turned around and left slowly
, she wanted to cheer and jump, but her body didn't allow it, so she could only go back slowly.
Back in the room, Song Xi avoided the wound on the back of her head and lay down gently on the bed, thinking about how to avoid Zhou Yi going to the night market to sell things.
She would not tell Zhou Yi what happened in the supermarket, and she did not dare to test people's hearts.
When the time comes, she will take Zhou Yi to use the money she makes, and she will also take Zhou Yi to eat the delicious food there. There is absolutely no need to tell Zhou Yi.
Song Xi took out two simple watches from the supermarket, one for men and one for women. After checking the time, she hid them, planning to wait until the right time to give the men's watch to Zhou Yi.
Hearing footsteps outside the door and knowing that Zhou Yi was back, Song Xi quickly got up and opened the curtains to make the room a little brighter. Zhou Yi opened the door and walked in. He saw Song Xi standing by the window, a little confused.
Surprised, "Daughter-in-law, didn't you take a rest?"
"Take a rest for a while." Song Xi turned to look at him, looking at Zhou Yi with moist eyes. This man seemed to be quite good except for his tough guy face that made people a little nervous.
"I'm sorry, wife, I was late. I didn't buy anything delicious. I only bought a few steamed buns. Then I went to the supply and marketing cooperative to buy a can of malted milk. You can eat the steamed buns with the malted milk first. In the evening
Let's go early and see if we can buy broth or noodles." After Zhou Yi apologized, he walked to the table, put the things on the table, made Song Xi a cup of malted milk, and handed her a steamed bun.
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Although Song Xi has never drunk malted milk, it does not prevent her from knowing that malted milk is a luxury product in this era. Most people are reluctant to buy it. Zhou Yi is willing to buy it for her to drink, which shows that he really cares about her.
So at this moment, Song Xi felt a little confused. She didn't know how to face Zhou Yi. She was not that good. She would let him down and disappoint him.
Song Xi suppressed the inexplicable feeling in her heart, lowered her head and took a sip of malted milk. It had a slightly milky aroma, was very sweet, and had an indescribable aroma, like a modern milk tea bag. It was enough for her to drink occasionally, every day.
Drink, she can't accept it, it's not that she's being pretentious, it's that she really can't accept things that are too sweet.
So Song Xi pushed the teapot in front of Zhou Yi, "Brother Yi, this malted milk is too sweet. I can't drink it now. You can drink it. I'll just drink warm water."
"Daughter-in-law, do you care about me?" Zhou Yi looked at Song Xi with a smile in his eyes, as if he was very happy.
Song Xi's eyes dodge, not daring to look at Zhou Yi. Her concern may not be the same concept as the kind of care he wants. What he wants should be the kind of sweet care between lovers, and she treats him,
Just ordinary concern.
Seeing the embarrassed look on his young wife's face, Zhou Yi stopped teasing her. After pouring her a glass of warm water, he drank the malted milk that his young wife gave him. He had never drunk such an expensive product.
Something!
Song Xi just took a sip of warm water and a bite of steamed buns. The steamed buns in state-owned restaurants are made of pure white flour, with no coarse grain flour mixed in. They are soft and fluffy, very chewy, and quite delicious.
Thinking about it, Zhou Yi must have bought the expensive ones specially for her. After all, the cheap steamed buns were very hard and irritated her throat. Although she had not eaten it herself, she had searched for that feeling in little Song Xi's memory.
All in all, it's not a good feeling.
"Brother Yi, why don't you eat?" Seeing Zhou Yiguang drinking malted milk and not taking the steamed buns, Song Xi asked in confusion. They ate at the same time in the morning and it was already the afternoon. She didn't believe that he wasn't hungry.
