"Let's go, there's meat and vegetables, let's go home!"
Today's harvest was quite bountiful, with a free 1.6 yuan and a potato that I managed to get by thanks to Lianbao's cuteness. Rounding it up, it'll soon be a hundred million.
This was something Wenmer had never experienced before.
It's not that he can't bargain, it's just that he really can't compare to his own mother's fierce bargaining power.
Mom: How much does this dress cost?
Shop owner: 500.
Mom: Fifty.
Shop owner: 666!
How the hell is this price negotiation? It's the kind of ruthless way to cut someone's bones and then finish them off. I just can't learn that.
Fortunately, Wenmer also has a natural thick skin, which is why he was able to bargain down the price of 1.6 yuan, making him a gifted player.
The bags were quite full of vegetables and a bit heavy to carry, but perhaps because she was so excited about getting a good price, Wen Mo hummed a song as she carried a bag in each hand without getting tired.
"So, are you happy now?" he asked with a smile.
Xia Lian covered the potato she had tricked into giving her, her eyes wide open, and nodded vigorously.
"happy."
"Are you happy? That's what matters!"
Wen Mo chuckled. If he weren't thinking that he really didn't have an extra hand, he would definitely have patted her little head.
The potatoes that Auntie gave us were quite big; Lianbao couldn't cover them completely with both hands. The dirt on them hadn't completely disappeared, leaving her little hands covered in dirt, but she seemed completely unconcerned and continued to play with them.
The scene was quite comical, because the girl was not very tall to begin with, and the fact that she was holding a potato made it easy to associate her with other things.
Whose potato mine is this?
"Gulp."
With a muffled thud, Wen Mo was startled and looked to the side.
The potatoes were ruined.
"Alright, stop playing with the potato. Put it in the bag first, or it'll break if it falls again." Wen Mo held out the bag and joked with a smile.
Xia Lian carefully squatted down, picked up the potato that had lost a little skin, and obediently put it into the bag.
"Since we've already made a free dollar and sixty cents, and I already promised you, let's go buy some ice cream."
Wenmo chuckled and lifted the bag up, gesturing towards the nearby convenience stores.
Even though it's winter, it's not a bad thing to eat ice cream once in a while.
"Let's have ice cream." Xia Lian blinked, then suddenly seemed to think of something else and shook her head. "Ice cream... is too expensive."
Wen Mo's expression froze on his face, then he looked down in confusion, but quickly understood.
I only saved 1.6 yuan to begin with, and no matter how much I eat ice cream, it will probably cost more than 1.6 yuan, which is a bit like putting the cart before the horse.
It seems that Lianbao prefers saving money to ice cream.
If she hadn't managed to trick someone out of a potato at the market, she probably wouldn't have had any energy for the whole day.
What?! You're bullying my little darling?! (Annoyed)
I'm going to blow up the whole market! (Angry)
"Hey, listen to me, I have a way." Wen Mo blinked and comforted Xia Lian with a smile, then took her to a nearby primary school.
"Wenmo...?"
Xia Lian looked puzzled, not understanding why they had come here.
He put down the bag, rushed into the convenience store which was full of elementary school students, and came out holding two small, packaged ice creams in his hand.
"Oh my god, these little brats are just as skilled as the aunties in the supermarket. They almost squeezed me out of two pounds."
While complaining, Wen Mo carefully walked back to Xia Lian's side, handed her a pure white ice cream, and couldn't help but smile.
Guess how much this ice cream costs?
Xia Lian gripped the ice cream stick; the taste was a very pure milk flavor.
"One dollar...?"
"You guessed wrong, it's 50 cents!" Wen Mo shouted, then laughed as he tore open the wrapper and stuffed the ice cream into his mouth, speechless from the sweetness of the cream.
The ice cream sold at the elementary school gate was incredibly cheap. Originally, this brand of ice cream had already gone up to one yuan, but now that it's winter, the ice cream inventory would pile up if it wasn't sold soon, so they started selling ice cream for 50 cents a stick.
Xia Lian was stunned, staring at the ice cream in her hand, speechless for a long time.
"Actually... it's okay not to eat ice cream."
One dollar and sixty cents could buy other things, more practical things. Although the amount was small, she subconsciously thought of her family.
Wen Mo seemed to have already guessed that Xia Lian would say that. He picked up the bag and set off again, smiling and shrugging as if nothing had happened.
"But I promised you, you really wanted to eat ice cream, didn't you?"
With that, he started walking back towards home.
"I didn't exceed the budget, so don't say I wasted money."
The girl behind him didn't speak again, her eyebrows lowered, the ice cream in her hand just pulled from the air conditioner, gleaming with white mist under the blue packaging.
Yes, I really want to eat ice cream.
Why do we crave ice cream in winter? This question doesn't need an answer. Just do what you want to do, eat what you want to eat, and don't need so many reasons.
For her, who had been used to hardship since childhood, life occasionally needed a little indulgence and a different kind of surprise.
Just like the dollar and sixty cents from before, just like the ice cream in my hand.
One dollar and sixty cents can't buy much; you might get a scallion or a few cloves of garlic, but that's about it.
Compared to the sweetness of this moment, buying an ice cream for 1.6 yuan on a winter afternoon can bring a girl a little bit of happiness.
She found this different feeling quite novel. Watching Wen Mo's retreating figure, Xia Lian silently unwrapped the ice cream and took a light lick.
Sweet.
"Two ice creams for 1.6 yuan, and you save 60 cents, that's pretty good."
Wenmo is very open-minded and always knows how to enjoy life. Winning her favor with two ice creams is quite a bargain.
I can understand King You of Zhou's feelings at that moment.
However, he was not King You of Zhou, and there were no beacon fires around Xia Lian.
Savoring the taste of the ice cream, the cool sensation made Xia Lian shiver slightly, and she was inexplicably happy. Just eating one ice cream made her very happy.
The girl, a head shorter than the boy, covered her face and followed slowly behind, the taste on her tongue as sweet as silk.
Even if the ice cream is cold now, it will still be cold in winter.
Some people ask, "Don't you feel cold eating such cold food in winter?"
Hmm... but my heart is always warm.
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