Chapter 148 Walkman and Scarf
Fubao's clear eyes blinked and he thought for a long time before he finally said, "It's almost New Year's Day, and I had nothing to do, so I wanted to go find Brother Dingkun to play with him. Who knew I couldn't find him yet?"
When Xiao Dingkun heard this, he actually felt a little disappointed.
She suddenly came to find me, always expecting something different, but this reason didn't seem to be anything special.
Xiao Dingkun held the handlebars of his bicycle, lowered his head and stared at her and asked, "Are you busy with your studies recently?"
Fubao wanted to say he was busy, but then he remembered that he had just said "I have nothing to do" and had to say against his will: "Not busy..."
Xiao Dingkun: "How's your English listening practice going?"
When it comes to studying, Fubao finally speaks with a sense of ease: "It's OK. Lately, I've been getting up at six every morning to listen to English radio. I write down my thoughts in my notebook while I listen. I listen for an hour before I wash up and get ready for breakfast in the cafeteria. After dinner, I listen for another half an hour. This way, I'm making rapid progress."
Xiao Dingkun reached out and took out a leather bag from the bicycle basket. He opened the bag and handed a box directly to Fubao: "Here is this."
Fubao looked at the box in surprise: "What is this?"
Xiao Dingkun: "Sony Walkman."
As he spoke, he opened the box and took out a small square aluminum alloy box.
It was indeed a Walkman, a bit similar to the one Yu Xiaoyue had that day, but also quite different. This one looked better, more solid, and more refined.
Fubao could hardly believe it: "Brother Dingkun, where did this come from?"
Xiao Dingkun said casually, "My friend just happened to bring this over from abroad. He needed money urgently and didn't want it anymore, so I bought it. I don't need to listen to the tapes, but when I remembered you needed it, I thought of giving it to you."
Fu Bao hurriedly shook his head: "No, no, this is very expensive."
Things that can be sold in the Friendship Store must be expensive. They are only available to foreigners and ordinary people can't buy them even if they have money. Besides, she didn't believe what Brother Dingkun said. How could someone just casually sell such a rare item to him? How could it be such a coincidence?
Xiao Dingkun glanced at her and took out another box from his briefcase. The box was wrapped in transparent plastic film. When he tore open the shiny plastic film, he saw several black tapes.
"This is an English tape," Xiao Dingkun said. "It was just released in the south this year. With this tape and your Walkman, you can listen to English whenever you want. You can even listen while eating or walking. You don't have to listen to the radio."
As he spoke, he gently pressed a button on the aluminum Walkman. With a click, the Walkman turned on. He put the English tape in, then pressed two more buttons, and heard standard and fluent English coming out of the Walkman.
Fubao took the Walkman with surprise. The sound quality was very good, even better than the English broadcasts on her radio.
Holding the heavy Walkman, Fubao listened to fluent English for a while, then turned it off. She pursed her lips and looked at Xiao Dingkun: "Brother Dingkun, these things are too valuable. I definitely can't accept them."
If you offer him money, Brother Dingkun will definitely not take it.
Xiao Dingkun took the Walkman from her hand and put it in his pocket first: "I'll take you to eat something first, and then send you back to school."
He ignored her refusal.
Fubao stamped his feet and reminded: "Brother Dingkun!"
Xiao Dingkun turned around: "What happened again?"
Fu Bao was a little annoyed when he saw him pretending, and gently pulled his sleeve: "I said this is too valuable, I can't take it. How much does it cost? What if it breaks?"
Xiao Dingkun looked at her seriously and said in a deep voice, "If you don't want it, I'll throw it in the trash can now. It's useless to me anyway."
Fubao: "You—you are such a waste!"
Xiao Dingkun said in a muffled voice: "If you don't use it, then there's no point in me keeping it. That would be a waste."
Fubao looked at him for a while, then suddenly blushed and turned away and said, "Tell me the truth, Brother Dingkun, did you buy it especially for me?"
Xiao Dingkun stared at her silently without saying a word.
Seeing that he didn't say anything, Fubao felt that he was too presumptuous and shouldn't have asked so directly. Who knew that at this moment, he heard his low voice into his ears: "I originally bought it for a little fool. With a Walkman, she can learn English better."
Of course Fubao knew that the little fool was talking about him.
He bought it especially for himself.
I took the time to buy it for myself and gave it to myself.
He also called himself a little fool.
This intimate name made Fubao feel sweet in his heart. The sweetness spread out and turned into dreamy little bubbles. Fubao felt as if he was walking on clouds and living in a dream.
What he said made her happy.
I wanted to hold it back, but I couldn't. In the end, I laughed and looked at him while laughing.
Looking at Fubao like this, Xiao Dingkun felt that the weather was no longer cold, as if it was March, with peach blossoms blooming in her clear eyes and also in his heart.
Fubao smiled reluctantly, not daring to look at Xiao Dingkun. His face was hot, and he lowered his head slightly without saying a word.
Xiao Dingkun moved his thin lips, wanting to say something, but the many thoughts in his heart could not be expressed at this moment. He was afraid of scaring her, so he wanted to do it gently and slowly, and wait until she grew up. He didn't want to affect her studies.
When he met such a little girl, he had to consider many things.
Xiao Dingkun lifted his legs, got on the bicycle, and held the handlebars with his powerful hands: "Get on, I'll take you to dinner."
Fubao nodded: "Yeah."
After sitting on the back seat of the bicycle, Xiao Dingkun rode forward.
The winter sunshine is gentle and soft, and it seems especially soft and warm on this windless day. Fubao, wearing a puffer jacket, sits on the back seat of a bicycle. Her hair is blown up and falls in the wind, gently caressing her cheeks.
It was not cold, but rather comfortable. This was the most beautiful winter she had ever experienced and the softest breeze she had ever smelled.
"Is it cold?" Xiao Dingkun asked while riding his bicycle.
"I'm not cold, I'm wearing a coat!" Fubao smiled with soft eyes.
"Why did you buy this?" Xiao Dingkun laughed out loud when he recalled the way he saw her wearing the bulging coat.
"Why are you laughing? Don't you look good?" Children who are spoiled love to act coquettishly. When he laughs at her, she can't help but pout in protest.
"Not bad." Xiao Dingkun was stingy with his words and didn't know how to praise others.
"Brother Dingkun, can't you say something nice?" Fubao snorted.
Xiao Dingkun smiled and said nothing more.
Perhaps the two of them understood each other's feelings. Although they didn't say it directly, the feeling was suddenly different. The air was filled with sweetness, softness and warmth, and they became much closer through their words.
Xiao Dingkun stopped the bike and put one leg on the ground to steady it. "There are a lot of restaurants here. What do you want to eat?"
Fubao quickly jumped down, looked around, and finally pointed to a shop and said, "I've heard about that Longfu Temple snack bar, but I haven't been there yet. How about going there?"
Xiao Dingkun: "Let's go."
He stored the bicycle, picked up the schoolbag from the front basket, and then took Fubao in. After entering, he saw that there were quite a lot of people.
This store is a classic old store in the capital, mainly selling traditional snacks from the north. The two of them ordered the most common fried dough sticks and tofu pudding. Xiao Dingkun took a look and ordered mutton soup, stir-fried tripe and shrimp dumplings.
Xiao Dingkun went to get the other dishes, while Fubao was waiting for the noodles here. Through the glass window, he could see the chef shaking the wok and skillfully stirring with the spatula. For a moment, the steam was steaming and the aroma was fragrant. He took the fried noodles with shrimps, and when he went to the seat, he saw that Xiao Dingkun had already brought out fried dough sticks, tofu pudding and stir-fried tripe.
The tofu pudding is snow-white, topped with vinegar, pepper oil, and some chopped chives. It is sizzling and fragrant, and is truly a supreme delicacy in this cold weather.
Fubao looked at the tofu pudding and said with a smile, "This is pretty much the same as what's described in 'Camel Xiangzi'. Now I know what this delicious thing tastes like."
Xiao Dingkun glanced at her with tenderness in his eyes: "I'll give you two more spoonfuls of chili oil. Can you handle spicy food?"
Fu Bao nodded vigorously: "I want to eat it. It tastes better with more chili oil in this cold weather."
Xiao Dingkun added chili oil to her sauce and brought her some mutton soup, which she could have a sip of later. The mutton soup was also very flavorful, with chopped green coriander floating on top, which looked very fresh.
It was so cold, but the sight of these dishes made him hungry. Fubao ate them contentedly and couldn't help but sigh, "Brother Dingkun, when I eat delicious food, it reminds me of my childhood when we were in the production brigade. We didn't have so many different kinds of food. Even if we had tofu, we wouldn't be willing to add chili oil or seasonings like this!"
Xiao Dingkun: "Times have changed, life is getting better and better, and it will get even better in the future."
As he spoke, he brought her a snow-white napkin and handed it to her.
Fubao wiped his mouth and smiled: "Yes, life is getting better and better!"
Xiao Dingkun said casually, "Sun Lina is living well now. She lives in the new house her parents allocated for her, which happens to be in the same neighborhood as mine."
Fu Bao was picking up the fried dough sticks beside him. Without thinking too much, he subconsciously said, "Huh? Really?"
Xiao Dingkun said calmly, "Sun Lina's parents came to my parents earlier, saying they wanted to date me."
ah?
Fubao stopped using his chopsticks and looked up at him in surprise.
Xiao Dingkun stared at her with his dark eyes.
When their eyes met, Fubao's heart began to pound.
The light in the snack bar was not bright enough, and she could not see clearly what was in those deep eyes. She did not understand what he meant by that.
I want to date someone, but what about him? What does he mean?
Xiao Dingkun stared at Fubao and saw the anticipation and uneasiness in the little girl's eyes.
He said softly, "Of course I don't want to."
oh……
At this moment, Fubao's heart was soothed, and bubbles of joy began to appear all over his body.
Xiao Dingkun's gaze fell on the table in front of him. The smooth table reflected a blurry figure. He saw himself sitting there like a primary school student answering the teacher's questions. This was probably the only time in his life that he had acted so stupidly.
He coughed lightly and said in a hoarse voice, "I don't want to be with her. I don't have that intention at all. Usually my mother would come over to help me cook, and she would also come over, but I never welcomed her. Later, I talked to my mother directly and asked her not to come over. Her family also understood what I meant and never came again."
...So that's how it is.
Fubao understood that Sun Lina was exaggerating and deliberately misleading him.
She lowered her eyes, pursed her lips and smiled, a sweet and relaxed smile.
Xiao Dingkun was silent for a moment, then took out a paper bag from his schoolbag: "Take a look at your photos. You can take them back later."
Fubao took it and took a quick look. She saw many solo photos of herself, including one of her climbing under the Great Wall, looking up at the sky with a smile, and one of her bending down to gently pick the foxtail grass.
She is beautiful in the photo.
Because there was an accident at the Great Wall at that time, there were fewer individual photos of others, only one group photo.
Fu Bao's eyelashes trembled slightly, and he glanced at Xiao Dingkun: "Brother Dingkun, you took too many photos of me."
Xiao Dingkun said casually, "They all ran ahead, so there was no way they could take a picture. Besides, you're photogenic, so you'll look good in the picture."
Fubao's face suddenly turned red.
Why is he like this? How can he praise someone for being pretty so directly? Just because she is pretty, he takes pictures of her and not others?
Xiao Dingkun looked at her flushed cheeks, as beautiful as peach blossoms in March. His breathing slowed down for a moment, and he said in a hoarse voice, "Just keep these photos for yourself and don't show them to others. I also took individual photos of the others, so it's okay to give them to them."
Fubao nodded gently: "Yeah."
After dinner, Xiao Dingkun took her on his bicycle again. When she sat on the back seat, she suddenly heard Xiao Dingkun look back and say, "The road ahead is not easy to walk on, it's bumpy, you——"
He paused briefly and said quickly, "Hold on to my clothes."
Fubao was silent for a moment and nodded softly.
Sure enough, the road was bumpy, and Fubao grabbed the clothes on his waist.
Later, after a bump, she gently placed her hands on his waist.
His waist was narrow and thin, and the muscles under his hands were firm and tight, feeling like stone, hot stone.
——
Xiao Dingkun rode his bicycle all the way back to school, parked the bicycle in the open space outside the school, and took her back to the dormitory.
Along the way, the two of them didn't talk much, and they deliberately kept half a meter apart, not too close, but the feeling in their hearts was different from before.
It was not stated explicitly, but there was a kind of tacit ambiguous meaning surging.
Fubao's chest felt sore and swollen, but also sweet and beautiful.
A look from him, a simple word from him, could make her linger on her memory.
By the time he sent Fubao back to the dormitory door, it was time for her to go up.
Both of them were obviously reluctant to leave. They stood under the ginkgo tree in front of the dormitory, and neither of them spoke first.
After a long time, Xiao Dingkun finally said in a hoarse voice: "Here are these. Take them back to the dormitory. It's cold outside."
Fubao: “Yeah.”
He handed her the photo bag, the Walkman and the English tapes. She did not refuse and took them obediently.
Xiao Dingkun instructed, "I'll come find you in a few days. Just study hard and don't let your imagination run wild. You don't have to come find me now. You still have to take the bus."
Fubao lowered his head and said softly, "Yeah."
Xiao Dingkun: "I'll come see you again in a couple of days and take you to eat something delicious."
Fubao: “Yeah.”
Xiao Dingkun: "Then... I'll go over there?"
Fubao finally raised his head and looked at him with his head tilted.
Xiao Dingkun raised his eyebrows, his dark eyes flickering with emotion: "Anything else?"
Fubao: "I have something to give you."
Xiao Dingkun: "What?"
Fubao pursed her lips and smiled, then raised her hand and took out a scarf from her shoulder bag. The scarf was placed in a small paper bag. She stuffed the paper bag into his hand and said in a delicate yet overbearing voice, "My roommate paid for this and I knitted it by hand. You are not allowed to dislike it, dislike it, or not wear it!"
After saying this, she turned around and quickly ran back to the dormitory with her Walkman, English tapes and photo bag.
——
She ran into the dormitory and climbed up the stairs, gasping for breath. She raised her hand and touched her face, which was still burning hot.
She didn't dare to look at his reaction, didn't dare to see what kind of look he would have when he saw the scarf she had knitted for him.
I could only escape back in a hurry. After escaping, thinking about what he said today, my ears and face still turned red.
He took out the Walkman and English tapes in his hand and thought that he had specially got this Walkman for him to learn English. He felt as sweet as when he was a child and had a piece of candy in his mouth, so sweet that it seemed to float to the sky.
He stroked the Walkman for a while before returning to the dormitory. When he got back, Mo Jiasi happened to be carrying a washbasin to wash clothes. Seeing Fubao, he was startled: "Fubao, what's wrong with you? Why is your face so red? Do you have a fever?"
Several roommates in the dormitory who were reading or writing looked over when they heard this. Sure enough, they saw two eye-catching blushes on Fubao's face, which was whiter than tender tofu.
Everyone asked with concern: "Is it cold outside? Did you catch a cold?"
Fu Bao hurriedly shook his head: "It's nothing, it's just that the wind is so strong outside."
Feng Meini: "Blown, blown like this?"
Only Wang Fenghua saw her like this, looking thoughtful, and then suddenly laughed: "Why don't you think about what Fubao did today?"
Everyone thought about it and looked at Fubao again, and suddenly understood.
Li Juan'er, who was the most observant, saw the bag in Fubao's hand and couldn't help but scream, "Walkman! You have a Walkman!"
Fubao took it out and put it on the wooden table in the dormitory: "Well, he gave it to me and told me to use it to listen to English well."
After hearing this, everyone looked at each other.
he?
who is he?
So they gathered around and chattered and teased Fubao: "Fubao, you know who he is, but we don't. Who can you tell me?"
Feng Meini's eyes turned red with envy: "Hey, Fubao, who is that guy in your family?"
Hearing this teasing, Fubao gritted his teeth, his face flushed. "You can ridicule me, laugh at me, whatever you want to say. Humph, I won't let you use or see what I have in my hand!"
Everyone couldn't help but burst into laughter when they saw her like this. Li Juaner even said, "That's the Walkman that 'he' gave you. We're embarrassed to use it."
Fubao raised his eyebrows proudly, smiled, and took out the thick paper bag from his pocket: "You don't want these anymore?"
Everyone looked at the paper bag and immediately realized what it was. Feng Meini shouted, "Photos, the photos are out? I want them, I want them!"
Mo Jiasi also called out, "Fubao, come and show us!"
Fu Bao was very proud: "Who was the one who had the guts to say no just now? Huh?"
This time, everyone was slapped in the face. They surrounded Fubao like puppies, fawning over him, almost wagging their tails: "Good Fubao, show us, show us the photos, we have been waiting for a long time!"
Fu Bao deliberately said, "Let me think about it first, and then I'll give it to you after I've considered it."
Several people were disappointed and couldn't believe it: "Fubao, are you so cruel?"
Fubao spread his hands: "That's just how I am."
Facing the disappointed gazes of several people, Fubao got on the bed and packed his things. While packing, he took the opportunity to take out some of his photos and put them away while no one was paying attention.
She knew that if she showed all these photos to everyone, they would definitely find out and say that Brother Dingkun only knew how to take pictures of her. She wouldn't know how to laugh at her then, so it would be better to hide some of them secretly for the time being.
After she had hidden more than a dozen photos, she put the bag of photos on the table for everyone to see.
Several people quickly gathered around to look at the group photo and their own individual photos. They all liked them very much and commented to each other how good theirs was and how the background lighting was good.
At this moment, the sharp-eyed Li Juaner suddenly noticed something was wrong: "Fubao, why do I feel like there are some missing photos?"
Fubao pretended to be confused: "Huh? How can it be less?"
Li Juan'er snorted, "You two were climbing the mountain slowly behind me. Did you take a lot of photos? Why are they all gone?"
Fubao: “…”
Feng Meini came over and laughed, "Fubao, Fubao, tell me, did you hide the photos?"
Fubao: “…No!”
Mo Jiasi also saw through it: "What a little liar, hurry up and give it to us!"
Fubao ran quickly, and several girls rushed over and started to search him.
Wang Fenghua watched the young girls making a fuss and laughed until tears came out: "Poor Fubao, your brother Dingkun hid his selfish motives and took so many beautiful photos of you!"
Fubao was finally captured by the three greedy sisters and was searched, and the photos she had hidden were found.
Several people gathered around to watch, praising it repeatedly and smacking their lips in amazement.
Li Juaner: "Why don't I look as good as Fubao in the photos? Is it her brother Dingkun who did it on purpose?"
Mo Jiasi: "You are not as pretty as Fubao, but I am wondering how Fubao took this photo. She looks like a fairy standing there!"
Feng Meini: "Oh, I was jealous before, but now I'm not jealous anymore. Even if I stand there and take a hundred photos, they won't look as good as Fubao's. If I were Xiao Dingkun, I would also take more photos of Fubao."
Fubao couldn't help laughing as he listened to those people talking.
What else could she say? Thinking of Xiao Dingkun, she felt happy, but she couldn't show it too much in front of her roommates, so she just stayed beside him, put on her headphones, and started listening to her Walkman.
Standard English flowed into his ears from the headphones. The volume was just right and the sound quality was excellent. Listening to the standard English, Fubao couldn't help but smile with satisfaction when he remembered what Xiao Dingkun said when he gave him the Walkman.
but……
She held her chin and couldn't help but wonder, does he like the scarf I gave him?
——
Feng Meini has been extremely happy recently. She followed Fubao's advice and wrote down exactly how she would describe the incident, and then submitted it to the school magazine. Unexpectedly, the article was immediately favored by the editor, who said it would be published and gave Feng Meini a nine-yuan manuscript fee.
Feng Meini was so happy. Seeing her own words turned into square lead type, the feeling was really different!
And it was only nine dollars, while her monthly living allowance in college was only fifteen dollars!
She was so excited that she almost cried, hugging Fubao happily: "Fubao, your idea is really good, I didn't think of it, thanks to you for reminding me! When you said that at the time, I couldn't believe it!"
Seeing her silly look, everyone couldn't help but want to laugh: "Well, she's so happy that she's about to cry!"
Wang Fenghua thought about it and said, "No wonder they say suffering is part of life's experience. It's true. If Mei Ni hadn't had this experience, she definitely wouldn't have been able to publish her article."
Feng Meini wiped her tears and nodded repeatedly. She suddenly felt very confident in herself. She planned to continue writing articles and publishing them. Maybe she could really become a female writer like Fubao said?
How do you know if you don’t try?
But before that, she said generously: "I'm going to treat you to delicious food. Tell me what you want to eat!"
I got rich today! I'm going to treat you all!!
As a result, the whole dormitory was excited and wanted to eat this and that. Feng Meini was not stingy at all: "I can earn this money this time because of Fubao. I feel like I have discovered a new world. To thank Fubao, let's spend all the nine yuan on food! Sisters, don't hesitate to make requests!"
We were all good roommates, so of course we were reluctant to let her eat it all, but we were sure to give her a big meal. So the family was very happy and said that there was a barbecue restaurant opened in Ximen, which was said to be private and only sold food at night, so we could go there secretly to eat.
So that evening, several roommates changed their clothes and prepared to go out for dinner. Unexpectedly, they ran into Tan Xiangqian as soon as they went out.
Everyone naturally knew that Tan Xiangqian's punishment had been changed. She did that thing because of Yu Xiaoyue, but she had harmed Fubao, and everyone was still a little dissatisfied with her, and there was some contempt in their eyes.
Tan Xiangqian certainly noticed it, but she still stepped forward and looked at Fubao with shining eyes: "Fubao, I want to talk to you for a few words, is that okay?"
When Fubao saw this, he asked his roommates to wait for a moment and went to the side: "What's the matter? Tell me."
Tan Xiangqian smiled and said, "Fubao, my brother has a job. The state-owned cotton mill is hiring for a maintenance apprentice, and he was hired!"
Fubao had actually expected this, but upon hearing the news, he was still happy for Tan Xiangqian: "Congratulations, you can rest assured now, you finally have a job!"
Tan Xiangqian smiled at Fubao and said, "Thank you, Fubao. Although this matter has nothing to do with you, I still want to share it with you. I..."
She hesitated for a moment, then said, "I don't have any particularly close friends. I mentioned this to you last time, and now I want to share it with you. I want to find someone to talk to. You, you won't think I'm disturbing you, right?"
Fubao chuckled: "Xiang Qian, we weren't familiar with each other before, and we didn't know each other well, but we are classmates. If you have any problems, you can come to me and we can discuss it together!"
Tan Xiangqian's eyes were filled with joy, and she looked at Fubao with gratitude: "Thank you, Fubao, thank you so much!"
In fact, what she didn't say was that after talking with Fubao that day, she actually received a recruitment notice from the cotton mill, and everything went smoothly after that.
Somehow, she always felt that the conversation with Fubao was the turning point of everything.
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