Chapter 12 Chapter 12 Brother, are you in good spirits today?

Lin Zhe naturally had to go to work, but it was rare for Shen Weizhuo to find him for something, and he happened to have worked overtime for several days in a row, so he took half a day off.

Lin Zhe actually felt there was no need to follow him to the thrift store, but Shen Weizhou looked so determined that he wouldn't give up until he reached the Yellow River. He was afraid that if Shen Weizhou went alone, he might say something unpleasant and really piss off Liu Mianmian. Then she might even be suspected of running away from home, which might lead to a divorce and a breakup. So he felt he had to follow.

He said with a smile, "I'm taking a break this afternoon, so I have nothing to do. Let's go and have a look. I can also go to the educated youth market and buy some of my wife's favorite food to take back."

Since the public security comrade insisted on helping others to the end, Liu Mianmian naturally would not refuse: "Okay, then I'll trouble Comrade Lin." She felt that these two people were weird, but she was not very familiar with them, so she didn't intend to meddle in their affairs. Anyway, it definitely had nothing to do with her.

Lin Zhe: "Why are you being polite? Shen Weizhou and I grew up together. We are family."

Having said that, although Shen Weizhuo was in poor health, he was a well-known genius in the Nancheng Military Region compound since he was a child. When he was naughty as a child, the old man would always scold him when he beat him, "Why don't you learn from Weizhuo", a pure child from other people's families.

However, Lin Zhe felt that intelligence and the ability to navigate life were two completely different things. Shen Weizhou might be smart, but when it came to social skills, he was just average. If he hadn't been with him today, his wife might have been pissed off and left.

The thrift store was just two blocks away, and with someone helping me carry my stuff, it didn't seem like much effort to get there.

Liu Mianmian found that Lin Zhe was a quite interesting person. He chatted with her all the way and took every opportunity to say a lot of good things about Shen Weizhuo, as if he had come specifically to mediate their marital dispute.

Liu Mianmian thought that her attitude towards Shen Weizhuo should be okay. She turned her head to look at Shen Weizhuo. Oh, she understood. It must be his problem. He always had a cold face. No wonder Lin Zhe thought they had a conflict.

"Are you selling all these?" Liu Mianmian took the items out of the bag, and the thrift store clerk shook out the items one by one. After looking at a few, he couldn't help but say, "These are all quite new, and made of very fashionable materials. It would be a shame to sell them."

Liu Mianmian didn't think it was a pity. First, these clothes were not her style, and second, they were the original owner's clothes, and she wasn't very comfortable wearing them. She was also thankful that thrift stores accepted clothes these days, otherwise it would be a waste to just throw them away.

The salesperson had reminded her, but seeing that Liu Mianmian insisted, he didn't say anything more and directly quoted her the price: "This one is quite new. I bought it at the department store last year. They sell new ones for 22 yuan, but we charge 12 yuan here. I'll give you a higher price because it's new. Otherwise, we usually charge around 8 or 9 yuan. This one is a bit old, so I'll give you 10 yuan..."

The clerk clattered on his abacus as he spoke, and quickly calculated the money: "A total of ninety-three yuan and fifty cents."

A bag of clothes costs less than a hundred yuan.

Liu Mianmian sighed and said, "Okay."

The salesperson counted the money to Liu Mianmian neatly, and then, in front of Liu Mianmian, put a label saying "Selling price: 16 yuan" on the first item that was marked "12 yuan".

“…”

Liu Mianmian was in a complicated mood.

But if you think about it another way, she actually exchanged her unwanted items for a "huge sum" of over 90 yuan, which made her happy. After all, when the streets and alleys are full of clothing stalls, her old clothes will definitely not be able to be sold at this price.

"Come on, let me treat you all to some soda!" Liu Mianmian said happily.

In fact, Liu Mianmian didn't quite understand why Shen Weizhuo wanted to come along. He couldn't help carry things, and he didn't say a word. He also looked at her with strange eyes from time to time.

If he doesn't come, she can save money on a bottle of soda.

But never mind, we're roommates after all.

There was a supply and marketing cooperative next door. Liu Mianmian went there to buy three bottles of orange soda. When she saw the newly arrived egg cakes, she asked the salesperson to weigh a pound of them.

Shen Weizhuo and Lin Zhe stood outside the supply and marketing cooperative.

Lin Zhe glanced at Liu Mianmian who was shopping and said, "You see, she's just bringing in some old clothes to sell. Women are like that, they get tired of old clothes and love new things. After buying clothes for a few days, she thinks new styles are better. Don't be so suspicious. I think Comrade Liu has a good personality, she's cheerful and generous. You should just get along with her."

Shen Weizhou raised his eyelids and looked at him: "Do you think it's normal for her to sell so many clothes at once? She doesn't have many clothes in total. After selling these, there shouldn't be many left."

"...So you still doubt her?" Lin Zhe gasped, understanding Shen Weizhou's meaning. "You suspect she sold her things for money so she could leave easily?"

Lin Zhe didn't understand: "Why do you doubt her so much?"

Liu Mianmian came out with soda and egg cakes. She gave each person a bottle of soda, but gave the bag of egg cakes to Lin Zhe: "This is for my sister-in-law. She wants her to get more nutrition during the early stages of pregnancy." A few decades later, pregnant women may still need to pay attention to a scientific diet to avoid gestational diabetes. At this time, there is no need to worry about these problems. Insufficient nutrition is the majority of the problems.

Lin Zhe was a little surprised, but he didn't refuse: "Then I'll thank you on behalf of your sister-in-law!"

He secretly gave Shen Weizhuo a look: Look, your wife is so capable, not like you.

Lin Zhe decisively chose to retreat: "Okay, then I won't go to the department store. You two can go shopping on your own."

He really didn't see any signs of Liu Mianmian running away from home, and he didn't plan to follow the young couple anymore, as it would make him seem redundant. If Shen Weizhou had any doubts, let him have them. If he accompanied his wife to the department store and spent some money, maybe he would stop suspecting them.

Before leaving, Lin Zhe reminded him, "Comrade Liu, if you see anything you like in the department store, ask Shen Weizhou to buy it for you. He's well-off."

Two people were left standing at the door of the supply and marketing cooperative, looking at each other in confusion.

"You go home first. I'll go shopping in the department store and then be back." Liu Mianmian said decisively. She didn't want to spend Shen Weizhou's money. She had more than 90 yuan from selling clothes, 18 yuan from the western restaurant, and the original 90 yuan in her pocket, a total of more than 200 yuan, enough to buy a lot of things.

Shen Weizhou made up an excuse: "My pen is broken, I need to go to the department store to buy a new one."

Liu Mianmian pointed behind her speechlessly: "There are pens at the supply and marketing cooperative."

Shen Weizhou was silent for two seconds, then said, "The pens from the supply and marketing cooperative are not good. I'm used to using the ones from the department store."

Just then, a salesperson walked out of the supply and marketing cooperative and glared at Shen Weizhuo fiercely when he heard what he said.

Liu Mianmian couldn't help laughing, and she offered another solution: "Tell me which model you want, and I'll buy it for you." It would take five bus stops to get there, and since he was so sick, there was really no need for him to go through all that trouble just for a pen.

Shen Weizhou was silent for another two seconds, then said, "I'm not used to using things chosen by others."

Liu Mianmian: “…”

It was not until she got on the bus that Liu Mianmian remembered that as a "native" of this time and space, Shen Weizhuo actually completely crushed her when it came to taking the bus.

In fact, because Shen Weizhuo looked particularly pale, the ticket seller even gave him priority in arranging a good seat in the front row. As an "accompanying family member", Liu Mianmian got a small seat next to him.

Even though they said no, the conductor and other passengers refused, as if they were afraid that Shen Weizhuo would turn against them on the bus.

Arriving at the department store, Liu Mianmian rushed straight to the stationery counter. She was so curious about what kind of amazing pen could make Shen Weizhou go all the way to choose it personally.

"Which one, which one?"

Liu Mianmian looked curiously at the neatly arranged pens in the glass cabinet. Ordinary iridium pens cost two or three yuan, more expensive ones cost seven or eight yuan, and even more expensive ones cost dozens of yuan. The most expensive one was a gold pen engraved with the words "eternal life", priced at ninety-five yuan.

Wow, that’s one hundred when rounded up.

"You've come all this way, it's definitely not an ordinary pen, right?" Liu Mianmian muttered as she looked at it, her gaze lingering longest on the "rounded to 100" mark. Perhaps it's expensive for a reason; this pen really does look different.

Shen Weizhou looked at them expressionlessly, then pointed to the most expensive one: "This one."

Liu Mianmian suddenly turned her head and looked at him, her eyes sparkling.

Wow, it's the most expensive one. This guy is really rich. No wonder Public Security Lin said he has a lot of money.

Shen Weizhou twitched his lips, took out the money, and took the box of pens from the salesperson. Without even looking at it, he casually stuffed it into his pocket and said, "Let's go buy your clothes."

Liu Mianmian expressed disgust at his simple and rude behavior.

Why is it that “I’m not used to the ones chosen by others”?

That’s it, do I still need to choose? Isn’t it just a matter of “pack the most expensive one for me”?

Besides, she didn't really need him to accompany her when she went shopping for clothes.

Forget it, it would be nice to feel the life of ordinary people in the last days. Just consider it hospice care.

After convincing herself once more, Liu Mianmian began to think about what to buy. The weather would soon get hotter, so she could hold off on buying autumn and winter clothes for now. She could buy a few shirts and a pair of thin pants, and if there were any suitable dresses, she could also buy one or two.

In fact, she was planning to buy some underwear, but it would be inconvenient for Shen Weizhuo to follow her. Fortunately, the supply and marketing cooperatives should have them, so she could just go there and buy them later.

Oh, and I also need to buy new toiletries.

After all this time, two hundred yuan seemed a bit too much. So after buying three shirts and two pairs of pants, when she saw a light blue dress priced at eighty-five yuan, Liu Mianmian felt a little conflicted.

She liked the dress, but the price was over her budget.

"Mianmian?" Someone suddenly called her from behind.

Liu Mianmian turned around and saw Liu Jinshi standing a few steps away, looking at her with a complicated expression.

Standing next to Liu Jinshi was a young man wearing silver-framed glasses. He was good-looking and looked gentle.

Liu Mianmian was just thinking that this man looked familiar when she heard the young man with silver-framed glasses call out to Shen Weizhou, "Brother," and said, "Brother, you look in good spirits today?"

Then, Liu Mianmian heard Shen Weizhuo cough a few times and said "hmm" weakly.

Liu Mianmian: “???”