Chapter 40 She really bought him a popsicle!

Although Mai Miao was a little puzzled about Xia Qingxiong spending three yuan to buy a bunch of useless rags, he couldn't help but retort when he saw He Shanshan showing off in front of others like a pheasant with its tail spread out,

"He Shanshan, why are you so persistent? I buy whatever I like, what's it to you!"

"I'm just curious, I want to see what good things someone who doesn't like this beautiful skirt will buy? Haha, it turns out that they buy these." He Shanshan laughed as she spoke, her teeth showing.

Mai Miao looked at the red skirt she was wearing, and suddenly felt that the skirt was not good-looking at all. Just as Xia Qingxiong said, it had a rustic smell.

"Everything she wears looks better than you! You can only be jealous." Mai Miao said with a disdainful look at He Shanshan.

He Shanshan patted her newly bought skirt and looked proud:

"It's so funny. I wear a 20-yuan skirt and she wears a pile of tattered cloth that costs 3 yuan. Why should I be jealous of her?"

"You're jealous that she is prettier than you." Mai Miao said incisively.

At this time, the saleswoman had already tied up the fabric and handed it to Xia Qingxing. Looking at her ribbon braid, she couldn't help but compliment her:

"Your hairstyle is really beautiful. You are so skillful. The clothes you make will definitely be beautiful."

Xia Qingxing smiled and took the fabric. She didn't feel ashamed because of He Shanshan's sarcasm. Instead, she said generously:

"When I run out of it, I will buy it from you next time."

She bought such an expensive skirt and put on makeup carefully, but no one complimented her beauty. Xia Qingxing wore a gray work suit and people complimented her wherever she went. He Shanshan felt very unbalanced. She glanced at Xia Qingxing and said:

"Haha, you are addicted to buying tattered cloth. I think you are only worthy of wearing tattered cloth."

After saying that, he held his head high and puffed out his chest, squeezed Xia Qingliu and Mai Miao, and strode out.

"Why are you squeezing? Your eyes are on the top of your head, can't you see the road?" Mai Miao was holding his breath and growled at He Shanshan's back.

Compared with Mai Miao's anger, Xia Qingliu was very calm, even a little happy. With so many beautiful fabrics, she could make several sets of clothes.

When she made the clothes, He Shanshan could only envy and be jealous. After

the two bought the fabrics, they saw that it was getting late, so they went downstairs to meet Wu Xiaodong.

At this moment, Wu Xiaodong was attracted by the camera in the counter again. In that era, cameras were really rare things. They were only sold in department stores and were more expensive than bicycles and sewing machines.

Seeing that he was interested in it, Xia Qingxi and Mai Miao also came over. Wu Xiaodong did not notice them and was still muttering in his mouth:

"What do these numbers mean?"

"They are the values ​​of aperture and shutter speed. Adjusting them left and right can control the amount of light entering and the size of the exposure." Xia Qingxi said unconsciously.

The boss, who had not paid attention to this place at first, suddenly came over after hearing what Xia Qingxi said, and said in surprise:

"Girl, do you know about cameras?"

Wu Xiaodong and Mai Miao also looked at Xia Qingxi with doubts. Xia Qingxi realized that she had said something beyond her original knowledge, but she did not panic and said softly:

"I saw a reporter using it when a newspaper came to the factory to take promotional photos before."

"You know so much just by looking at it. It seems that you have talent. How about buying one to try?" The boss said with a smile.

Xia Qingxi was not interested in the three turns and one sound of this era, but she thought these cameras were good. It was interesting to use the lens to record some marks of this era.

She looked down at the price, which was over 400 yuan. Although she was very interested in the camera, it was far beyond her current spending level.

She looked up, smiled and said,

"No thanks."

The boss didn't force her, but just said she could come back when she needed it.

After they walked out of the department store, Wu Xiaodong asked curiously,

"Sister Qingxi, you really know about cameras? Oh, by the way, why didn't I see any reporters come to our factory for interviews?"

"Just a little bit." Xia Qingxi, who was lying, smiled a little forcedly, "It happened last year. You hadn't come to the factory at that time."

"Oh." Wu Xiaodong nodded, looked at Mai Miao next to him, and found that she seemed unhappy. He looked at her and asked,

"Sister Mai Miao, what's wrong with you?"

"I bumped into a dirty thing, and it made a lot of noise, which affected my mood." Mai Miao replied.

Wu Xiaodong didn't understand what the dirty thing she was talking about was, and looked at Xia Qingxi next to her in confusion. Xia Qingxi smiled and said nothing.

He didn't want to ask any more questions, so he took Xia Qingxiong to the car, and Mai Miao also rode his own bike, and the three of them rode home together.

When they were almost at the courtyard, they saw someone pushing a bicycle to sell popsicles. Xia Qingxi looked at Wu Xiaodong, who was sweating from pedaling, and thought for a moment before asking him to stop the bike. He walked to the uncle selling popsicles and said,

"Hello, uncle, I want three popsicles."

The uncle replied cheerfully, "Okay."

After that, he opened the big blue wooden box on the back seat of the car, lifted the thick quilt covering it, and asked,

"We have banana and pineapple ones, what flavor do you want?"

Xia Qingxi let Wu Xiaodong and Mai Miao choose for themselves, and then asked for a banana one.

After paying, the three of them walked into the courtyard together.

Mai Miao's anger had already subsided for the most part. He thanked Xia Qingxing for the popsicles and went back to put the things away.

Seeing that Xia Qingxing had bought a lot of things, Wu Xiaodong volunteered to help her take them home. Xia Qingxing found it a bit difficult to carry them by herself, so she agreed.

At this time, Lu Jingchen was reading a book in the room. The window of the room was open, facing the yard. He turned a page of the book and inadvertently looked down at his watch.

Shouldn't she have returned at this time in the past? Why today... Just as he was wondering, he saw Wu Xiaodong carrying Xia Qingxing into the yard.

He frowned slightly and turned another page of the book. After a moment, he suddenly put the book on the table without any warning and walked out of the room.

At this time, Xia Qingxi and Wu Xiaodong had already entered the living room. Wu Xiaodong put the things in his hands on the table. Seeing Lu Jingchen coming out of the room, he greeted him politely and said,

"Brother Jingchen, you are at home."

Lu Jingchen stood there with an innate sense of alienation. He looked at him and asked,

"Why, you don't want me to be at home?"

Wu Xiaodong was stunned. He just said hello casually, how could Jingchen understand him so well? And why did he look at him with a hint of hostility?

It must be an illusion, Wu Xiaodong denied it immediately. He had never offended Jingchen. How could Jingchen have hostile intentions towards him? Moreover, he drove his wife to and from work every day. Even if he had no merit, he must have worked hard.

Thinking again, Brother Jingchen has always been like this, cold and icy, so he stopped thinking about it and denied it with a guilty smile:

"No, no."

Lu Jingchen looked at the smile on his face, and thought of how he had just joked with Xia Qingxi in the same way. He suddenly felt a little unhappy and asked in a deep voice:

"You seem to be very free."

This familiar attitude, coupled with this familiar question, immediately reminded Wu Xiaodong of the fact that he had asked him to fetch soy sauce yesterday. He was afraid that he would ask him to fetch soy sauce again today. There were already two bottles of soy sauce at home, and if he fetched more, they would not be able to finish it. He quickly waved his hand and said:

"I'm not free." After that, he looked at Xia Qingxi and said:

"Sister Qingxi, I have something else to do. I'm leaving first."

After that, he was about to run out. Xia Qingxi was packing her things. Seeing that he was running in a hurry, she quickly called him:

"Wait a minute." She picked up a green popsicle from the table and ran to the door, handed it to him, and said with a smile:

"You didn't take your popsicle."

Wu Xiaodong took the popsicle, waved to her with a smile, turned around and ran away quickly.

Lu looked at the two of them in surprise, and a trace of displeasure flashed in his eyes.

She really bought him a popsicle!