"So beautiful! So soft!"
Zhang Xiao'e was also attracted by the scarf. Looking at its furry appearance, she couldn't help but reach out and touch it.
It's really soft.
"Is this made of wool?"
"certainly!"
"That's not right? I saw the village chief's wife wearing one and it even scratched her hands!"
"That's because the yarn is bad. Here's another sweater!" Ji Lan excitedly pulled it out. It was light gray with a small crocheted pattern on the chest. "So big? Mom, this is for you! The scarf should be mine."
Zhang Xiao'e took the sweater and looked at Ji Lan excitedly comparing the scarf in the mirror, and curled her lips.
"Alas! What does it matter if the item is good? The key is that you don't like it, so just return it!"
Ji Lan froze.
Even Sister Xiaolian has never worn a scarf knitted from wool.
And the chocolate...
She hasn't tasted it yet!
Zhang Xiao'e didn't wait for her to speak and just reached out to grab it.
"Give it to me. I'll sort it out and return it to the owner later."
"Wait a moment!"
"Why don't you like someone and still want their things?"
"I didn't! I did this... for my brother. He brought people home. If you return the things, it would be a slap in his face."
Zhang Xiao'e saw through it but didn't say anything. She nodded and said, "That makes sense."
The last bus back home is at 5:30 pm.
Several people came over ten minutes early.
Lin Jiaojiao looked at the four or five large bags of things piled on the roadside, her face full of gratitude.
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