Then, the little girl felt sad:

"What a pity! Is this the only skirt you have?"

Song Rushuang estimated the time, then slowly said:

"Actually, I have another one at home that I haven't worn. If you really like it, I'll give it to you."

The little girl immediately widened her eyes:

"Are you really willing to give me such a valuable thing?"

"why not?"

Song Rushuang silently complained in her heart, it was just the price of a few pieces of cloth.

The little girl immediately smiled, and it was obvious that she really liked this skirt, or rather, this type of skirt.

Although she was happy, the little girl quickly calmed down.

She looked at Song Rushuang and said to her very bluntly:

"I know there's no such thing as a free lunch. How can such beautiful clothes be given away for free?"

After a pause, the little girl expressed her guess:

"Miss, you shouldn't be short of money, right? Do you want me to help you with something else?"

Upon hearing this, Song Rushuang looked at the little girl in front of her.

She is very smart, even smarter than Song Rushuang thought.

Even though Song Rushuang said she would give it to her, she still calmed down in a very short time.

"Indeed, because in a month, I will open a clothing store in Los Angeles. I hope to make friends with you, young lady. Then, I hope you can become a repeat customer. How about it?"

With this said, Song Rushuang's act of giving clothes as a gift seems very normal.

The little girl also breathed a sigh of relief:

"Ah, so you want customers? Don't worry, I have a lot of good friends, and they're not short of money. If all the clothes in your store were of the same quality as you, I promise you, you'll never be short of customers."

Song Rushuang sighed, realizing that she was not mistaken.

This little girl is much richer than she imagined.

However, Song Rushuang did not have 100% confidence in this little girl.

She made some mental preparations, and then said to the little girl:

"If that's the case, thank you so much. I'll bring you the skirt tomorrow, is that okay with you?"

The little girl nodded quickly:

"Yeah, don't worry, I'll definitely come!"

She paused and then asked:

"Look, we've talked so much, but we haven't even exchanged names. Just call me Xiaoyan. I don't know what I should call you."

Song Rushuang smiled and said, "Just call me Xiaoqi."

"Okay, Xiaoqi, I'll be waiting for you here tomorrow. See you there!"

When the two were about to separate, Xiao Yan suddenly thought of something and turned back to Song Rushuang and said:

"Xiao Qi, I think you should still wear a hat or a mask or something."

"ah?"

Thinking of what she was about to say next, Xiao Yan's face visibly flushed:

"Haven't you noticed? There are so many people looking at you. Why do you think they're looking at you?"

Song Rushuang's mind suddenly twitched, and she asked curiously:

"Are they all going to ask me where I bought my clothes?"

Song Rushuang thought about it and felt that this was possible.

Now that we have entered the new century, while having enough food and drink, more little girls of the new era have begun to pay more attention to food, clothing, housing and transportation.

To a certain extent, clothes make the man, and saddles make the horse.

For some young girls who are not short of money, what they wear and whether there is any meaning behind it is a big issue related to their self-esteem.

You absolutely cannot get away with it casually.

Xiao Yan choked, then said helplessly:

"That's probably one of the reasons, but it's definitely not the only reason. The main reason is that you're so beautiful. Don't you feel like everyone is staring at your face?"

Finally, Xiao Yan said to Song Rushuang in a serious tone:

"Since your master is abroad, you must have grown up there too, right? Our small place isn't very safe, so you should be careful not to get targeted by those with ulterior motives."

Song Rushuang felt that she could still tell whether he really cared or not.

She thought about it thoughtfully, then nodded slowly.

Xiao Yan just left like that.

Zhang Cuizhi and the wives of Song Lao San and Song Lao Si hurried over and handed Song Rushuang a hat.

"Hey, aunts, you are so fast."

Zhang Cuizhi quickly said to Song Rushuang:

"Xiao Qi, the girl's reminder just now was very reasonable. We should have been more careful. If we had known this would happen, we should have asked your uncles to protect us!"

Song Laosan's wife also echoed:

"That's right. Our little Qi has grown up to be so good-looking. He causes such a sensation even when he goes out on the street. What if some hooligans really take notice of him? What will we do then?"

Song Rushuang was just about to say something to comfort her, she thought she shouldn't be that unlucky.

Besides, after the new century, it is no longer a turbulent era like the 1980s.

It's broad daylight, and no thugs should dare to cause trouble in the street.

However, the aunts of the Song family were still frightened by what Xiao Yan had just said, and insisted that Song Rushuang wear a hat.

In order to make them feel more at ease, Song Rushuang had to do as she was told.

When they walked around another street, there were indeed fewer people surrounding them.

Song Rushuang's aunts also calmed down a lot.

Under Song Rushuang's arrangement, everyone bought some daily necessities and tents for temporary residence.

When Song Rushuang was about to give the money, she was stopped by several aunts.

They refused to let Song Rushuang pay the money no matter what.

Even though Song Rushuang had said in advance that the last thing she lacked was money, they still did not give her the opportunity to pay.

Zhang Cuizhi took out some money from a purse and said to Song Rushuang earnestly while paying:

"No matter how much money you have, it's all your own money. When you're with us elders, why would you, a junior, need to pay for it?"

Song Rushuang opened her mouth, but she really didn't know how to say that she had a lot of money.

But if you think about it carefully, the money in her hand doesn't seem to be hers.

Just as she was feeling this way, Xiao Ai's voice rang out:

"You didn't ask for this money on your own initiative. Besides, even Shen Yue, your adopted daughter, has it. If you don't want it, do you believe that Shen Xing will meet you that day and cry to get you to accept this money?"

“…”

Is it that exaggerated?

"What is the first and ultimate purpose of our system?"

The corners of Song Rushuang's mouth twitched slightly, and she couldn't help but complain inwardly, "You jump from topic to topic really fast. I can't keep up at all."

System Xiao Ai said with a look of disappointment:

"I knew you'd forgotten!"

"Okay, okay, then please tell me, Xiao Ai, what is our ultimate goal?"