Yang Niannian, "Let's go and have a look! If there isn't one, forget it. If there is, let's buy one and take it back."

Lu Shishen had no objection, and An An had even less objection. The three of them came out of the restaurant and went straight into the department store and went to the store where they bought the TV before.

As soon as the two entered the store, the salesperson recognized Yang Niannian. This was the customer who bought the most things and was the most straightforward she had ever seen, so she was extremely enthusiastic towards Yang Niannian.

"What do you want to buy this time?"

Afraid of delaying Lu Shishen's return to the team, Yang Niannian asked directly, "Is there a washing machine?"

"Yes, yes." The salesperson nodded repeatedly and took them to look at the washing machine. "You came at the right time. If you came a month earlier, it wouldn't be available."

The washing machines are placed in the corner of the store. There are five in total, three models, all of which are pulsator models, and two colors, white and light blue.

Yang Niannian fell in love with the light blue one at first sight. It was priced at six hundred yuan and had a high-quality aluminum shell with the words "never rust" on it.

She turned to look at Lu Shishen, "How about this one?"

Lu Shishen replied calmly, "As long as you like it."

The salesperson couldn't help but look at Lu Shishen twice more and whispered to Yang Niannian, "Your husband really dotes on you."

Since the store started selling washing machines, the most common thing I've heard men say is, "Why are you looking at that thing? You're so lazy to use a washing machine to wash clothes."

This is the first time someone has done such a straightforward thing.

An An heard the saleswoman say this and said immediately.

"My mother is the head of my family."

The saleswoman was delighted and said, "This child is so cute."

Yang Niannian gave the passbook to Lu Shishen and asked him to withdraw money. The money she brought out was almost spent on clothes and was not enough to pay for the washing machine. Fortunately, she brought the passbook with her.

As soon as Lu Shishen left, the salesperson started praising Lu Shishen in various ways and took all the top male customers she usually met out for a walk.

Yang Niannian listened with great interest. There were few entertainment options these days, and apart from making money, she loved listening to gossip the most.

The salesperson described it vividly, "A few days ago, a couple came in. The man was a bank clerk. They looked like they had just gotten married. They had an argument about buying a radio. Then, I don't know how it escalated into a family matter. In the end, they almost came to blows and both wanted a divorce."

When Yang Niannian heard the bank clerk, her eyes turned and she said in surprise.

"I've seen a couple of bank employees arguing in front of a shopping mall before. Could it be the same couple we ran into?"

The salesperson seemed to have found an ally and began to recall the characteristics of the couple.

"That woman's hair isn't as long as yours, she's skinny, and the man has a mole on his left cheek."

At this time, Yang Niannian was already very sure that the saleswoman was talking about Fang Hengfei and Yang Huiying.

"Did they finally buy a radio?"

The salesperson shook his head and spoke even more excitedly.

"No, the two of them were arguing more and more fiercely, and were about to fight. The woman was a little confused. Her man had a good job in a bank, but she insisted that he go to Beijing with her, saying that there were more opportunities in big cities."

"It's true that big cities have more opportunities, but they also have more talented people! She gave up her safe and secure job and chose to go to a strange city. What do you think she was thinking?"

Nowadays, most people believe that having a stable job is better than anything else.

“…”

Yang Niannian's eyelids were twitching. This Yang Huiying was really haunting her!

Could it be that he knew she was going to study and wanted to go on purpose?

Or do you really want to make a name for yourself in Beijing?

The answer is unknown.

After Lu Shishen came back with the money, Yang Niannian told the salesperson the delivery time and followed Lu Shishen out of the department store.

As soon as she got on the bus, she complained, "Yang Huiying is still haunting me! The saleswoman just said she was going to Beijing as well. I don't know if she was going there for me."

Lu Shishen frowned, "No matter if it is true or not, you should pay more attention to your safety and be on guard against others."

Yang Niannian, "I'm not worried that she will do anything bad, I just think she's a bit annoying, like a stink bug that I can't get rid of."

From what happened last time, she could see that Fang Hengfei was afraid of trouble and didn't dare to provoke Lu Shishen.

However, Yang Huiying was unwilling to see her living a good life and always wanted to trip her up and pull her down from her high position.

The car soon arrived at the scrap yard. Yang Niannian gave the clothes to Lu Ruoling and waited for An An and Yue Yue to be together. They played like brother and sister for a while before preparing to return to the military family compound.

Unexpectedly, just as we drove onto the main road back to the military family compound, we met a woman who stopped our car.

The woman was skinny and had dark skin, but she was very strong. She was carrying a large package on her back, holding another in her right hand, and holding a two or three-year-old boy in her left hand. A five or six-year-old girl was following behind her.

Seeing the car stop, she was so excited that she asked loudly, "Comrade soldiers, are you going back to the army? Can you take us with you? My husband is also a soldier, his name is Wang Kun."

Hearing that the other party was Wang Kun's family member, Lu Shishen nodded in agreement.

He got out of the car, opened the door, helped the woman put her things in the back, and let her sit in the same row with An An and the child.

After getting in the car, the woman looked around and found that Yang Niannian was still sitting in the passenger seat. She smiled at Yang Niannian, opened her mouth, and asked Lu Shishen.

"Comrade soldier, are you bringing your children back from the city?"

Lu Shishen's face darkened instantly, he pursed his lips and said nothing. Yang Niannian couldn't help but look back at the woman.

The first impression is that this woman doesn’t seem to be very smart.

No matter how you look at her, she doesn't look like Lu Shishen's daughter, right?

"These are my parents." An An replied.

The woman didn't feel embarrassed when she heard this, and she looked at Yang Niannian.

"You are a family of three? I can't tell. You gave birth to your child quite early."

Yang Niannian, "..."

The woman couldn't sit still in the car, her eyes looking around. When she saw An An holding something in her arms, she stretched out her arms to take it.

An An hugged the clothes tightly and said, "This is the clothes my parents bought for me."

"I just want to take a look. I don't want yours." The woman exerted force with her hands and pulled the clothes over.

She took out the clothes, looked at them, and compared them on her daughter and son.

"This dress costs a lot of money, doesn't it? It's too small. I can't wear it next year after I wear it this year. Children grow fast, so I have to buy bigger clothes so that they can still be worn in two or three years."

"I always make clothes bigger for my baby. Look at the clothes my baby is wearing. I asked a tailor to make them for me last year. I can wear them this year and they can still be worn next year."

Yang Niannian looked back at the clothes on the little girl. The neckline was so large that half of her shoulders were exposed. There were patches on the lapels. It was estimated that the clothes would be torn to the point of being unwearable before they could fit her properly.

She continued, knowing that people's living conditions are generally poor these days, and it is normal to buy larger clothes.

"There are many children in the military dependents' compound. If it doesn't fit, you can give it to another child."

Nowadays, people say it’s good to wear clothes from many families, and no one dislikes other people’s children’s leftover clothes.

When the woman heard this, a trace of greed flashed in her eyes, "Give it to my child when the time comes?"