After coming out of the Overseas Chinese Store, Song Shuxi would touch the new watch on her wrist whenever she had time.
What woman doesn't like jewelry?
An An and Le Le also wanted it, "Mom, can we wear watches?"
"That won't work. Watches are expensive. You are too young now. You need to wait until you are older, at least fifteen years old, before you can buy one."
The two children had no idea how old fifteen was, they only knew that they were not allowed to wear watches.
Song Shuqian continued, "Your first watch will be given to you by your mother, but for the second one, you can buy it yourself.
Because it feels really refreshing to spend your own money and satisfy your hobbies.
I hope you can experience this too. "
When Song Shuqian said this, she was very proud, and her face showed that I am the best.
Wei Jianguo raised his hand and looked at the watch he had just changed, and he felt very refreshed indeed.
The two children were unable to react for a while as they saw the change from the exquisitely decorated, clean and bright overseas Chinese store to the shabby, dimly lit trust store.
Pulling at dad's pants, not wanting to go in.
Wei Jianguo picked up a child in each hand and said, "Let's stay with mom."
This was not the first time Song Shuxi came to the Trust Store. Last time, she took away a hairpin and two inconspicuous little things from here.
This time she has a lot more choices, and Song Shuqian is looking forward to this trip.
Of course, she had no idea about the three most popular items here: bicycles, watches, and radios.
Some young people who are getting married need these things but don't have tickets, so they buy them here.
Song Shuqian's favorite things, antiques, calligraphy and paintings, were not bought by many people. After all, if you don’t eat or drink properly, you may not be able to keep it.
When she entered the trust store, just like last time, no one paid any attention to her and left her to look around on her own.
Song Shuqian’s goal was very clear: some old things.
After just a short while of browsing, she fell in love with a piece of jade, a rare warm jade, and a clock.
The clock was of a very common style, with a wooden case and a standard shape. The rectangular top was semi-arc and the dial was not outstanding, just an ordinary round shape.
The overall look is really mediocre, it doesn't even have any exquisite carvings.
Why does Song Shuqian like it?
Because the wood was golden nanmu, because the gold in the middle of the dial was pure gold, because its weight was wrong, there was a little mechanism inside, and she happened to know how to open it.
Song Shuxi called the salesperson, "I want these two."
The salesperson was a bit embarrassed. "This clock is consigned. The price is set by the customer. It's a bit high, 30 yuan. The jade is ours, and it also costs 10 yuan."
The salesperson really couldn't say it, because a new Sanwu brand clock only costs 22 yuan. This one is made of wood and doesn't look worth the money.
Song Shuqian smiled, "It's okay, this one looks pretty new. I really can't get a ticket, and my family needs a time teller. Please help me get the ticket. I want both of them, thank you for your hard work."
The salesperson waved his hands and said, "It's okay, it's not hard," sounding a little awkward.
Song Shuqian didn't care. "Do we have any writing brushes, ink, paper, or inkstones here? I want to buy some for writing Spring Festival couplets. My old man can write these. He can write for the neighbors during the Spring Festival and exchange some things to supplement the family income."
"Yes, there is." She took out four or five inkstones and a box of brushes from an inconspicuous corner.
Song Shuqian's eyes widened. What a waste! Such a good thing was just thrown away like that.
She felt her heart was bleeding because these were her treasures.
Wow, there are wolf hair, black goat hair and purple hair brushes here. What Song Shuqian couldn't stand the most was that a pen holder was made of agarwood Wolf Howl. It just looked low-key, but it was much more useful than those pens with gemstones inlaid on the nib. It was such a waste of resources.
Decisively choose it and take it home.
babble? There is also a mixed-bristle brush, take it away too, take them all away.
Song Shuqian chose six brushes, a little embarrassed, and explained, "I'm not from the old city, it's not easy to come here, I bought all of them when I saw them, and they can be used for many years."
She chose three inkstones, one She inkstone, one Chengni inkstone, and one jade inkstone.
Holding these treasures, Song Shuxi was reluctant to let go. Today's trip was totally worth it.
When the salesgirl saw her like this, she burst out laughing and was no longer as reserved as she was at the beginning.
This young lady is a socially anxious person. She came here to work in order to avoid going to the countryside, hoping to have less contact with people.
Now that she sees that Song Shuxi is someone who truly likes these things just like her, she is no longer nervous.
I started to recommend some to her, "Here are some very good inks, would you like to choose one?"
"Okay, thank you."
The young lady took out a dozen ink sticks and asked her to choose. These things were piled up in the warehouse, and they were sorted out bit by bit after she arrived.
Song Shuxi was as happy as a mouse falling into a rice jar. She didn't even hear her two sons calling her. Her heart and eyes were filled with her big baby.
The ink in her magic gourd was almost used up, and she really didn't expect to come to a world without ink.
"Purple jade ink, eternal ink, precious as gold ink, gold cannot be exchanged for ink, oh, they are all great treasures", hearing her mumbling, Wei Jianguo just felt that she was so cute.
He quietly approached Song Shuxi and said, "If you like them, buy them all."
Song Shuqian shook her head and picked out those she was used to. "Just a few."
Then I looked at the saleslady and said, "Thank you, you are really helpful. I like it very much."
You can tell from the eyes that people share the same interests.
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The saleswoman said, "It's rare to meet someone who really likes these things, I'm very happy. There are a lot of things here that no one wants to get rid of. I take inventory of a lot every month. If you like, you can come and take a look every once in a while, you may get something unexpected."
Song Shuqian smiled and said, "What I said just now is that I am from another place. It is true. If I come to Sijiucheng, I will definitely come here."
The salesman thought for a moment and took out a backpack from the back, "There are a lot of good things in here, I'm saving them for myself, you can choose."
Song Shuqian waved her hand, "A gentleman does not take away what others like, and the same goes for women."
The girl smiled and said, "Don't be afraid of you laughing at me. I do feel sorry for these things, but I can't buy them all. I don't have that much money. Besides, I only know about porcelain. Whether I can choose other things depends on fate."
The two looked at each other and smiled, "Then I won't be polite."
"Please go ahead."
Song Shuxi did not touch her favorite porcelain. She chose two inconspicuous jade handles carved with ponies. A copper incense burner and a wood carving.
They are usually released and are not very eye-catching.
She loves money and these good things, but she loves her life more.
She put all those things into the backpack and put two pieces of cloth on top to cover them.
When she went out, she put them all in the magic gourd. These things were still too eye-catching, so she didn't plan to use them.
After coming out of the trust store, An An and Le Le still didn’t understand why their mother was so happy. But it doesn’t matter, as long as mom is happy, they are happy too.
After returning to the hotel, Wei Jianguo took out an oil-paper bag from his backpack and handed it to Song Shuqian. "Open it and take a look."
"What is it?" he asked as he opened the oil paper bag. "husband".
Song Shuqian was so moved that her eyes were filled with tears. It’s the pink skirt I saw today.
"Honey, thank you," and after saying that, Song Shuqian couldn't wait to change.
This dress seemed to be tailor-made for her, everything about it was just right.
It looks like a fully bloomed peach blossom. Wei Jianguo regretted it and wanted her to just wear it at home, but he also knew that such a request was unreasonable, so he did not express any opinion.
Song Shuqian snuggled into his arms and said something very disappointing, "You have no money, right? I'll get you some later."
Wei Jianguo did not refuse. This was the skirt he bought with his pocket money, which he had saved for a long time.
Wei Jianguo went to the black market that night. He had to buy some more things to put in the magic gourd. It was very convenient to buy things here.
When he came back, in addition to the supplies he had bought, he also took out a jade bracelet and a bag of colorful diamonds.
"Where did this come from?" Song Shuqian took a look and found that the bracelet was of very good quality, not to mention the diamonds, which were all treasures.
Wei Jianguo explained that he met an old man in the black market and exchanged his bracelet for medicine.
I was moved by compassion and helped him exchange a bracelet for two boxes of medicine.
The uncle seemed to be relying on me, and later he used these colorful stones to exchange for 50 yuan and 100 kilograms of food.
Wei Jianguo helped to the end and also exchanged positions with him.
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