Chapter 39 Returning Home to Worship My Wife
"What are you doing here?"
"Didn't you say you'd take this bus back? I'll come pick you up after get off work. Wouldn't it be inconvenient to go back?"
"Oh, let's go!"
Huang Ling handed over the two bags in her hand.
"What did you buy?" Zhuang Chaoying asked, because Huang Ling was talking about a business trip.
"I had some time after finishing my work, so I bought some things."
"Oh, I didn't mean you spent money, I just..."
"What's wrong with me spending money? I didn't spend your money! It's none of your business if I buy a mountain of gold." Huang Ling retorted.
"I already said that's not what I meant..."
At this moment, Zhou Huaiyi also left the station: "Hey, Comrade Huang, you also came back on this train!"
"Yes! Director Zhou, I saw you when I got on the car just now. I was about to say hello, but you disappeared in the blink of an eye." Huang Ling said generously.
"Director Zhou." Zhuang Chaoying recognized him.
"Teacher Zhuang, come and pick up Comrade Huang!"
“Yes, yes.”
"Then you guys slow down, I'm leaving first." Zhou Huaiyi politely greeted the two of them and left.
Zhuang Chaoying asked Huang Ling: "How come you met in Shanghai?"
"No, I met him on the way there."
"Oh." Zhuang Chaoying didn't ask any more questions. He found the bicycle, put a bag in the basket, tied another bag to the front bar, got on first, and waited for Huang Ling to sit down before he started riding.
The two returned home and everyone was waiting for her.
Song Ying responded loudly from the kitchen: "Sister Ling is back! I cooked for both families! Let's eat together later!"
She knew that Zhuang Chaoying had gone to pick up Huang Ling and was afraid that she would not have time to cook when she came back.
The two families sat at Lin's house for dinner.
After dinner, Lin Wufeng and Zhuang Chaoying took the initiative to wash the dishes, and Huang Ling called Song Ying to her home.
She pulled a fashionable plaid jacket out of the bag.
"Try it, this is the most fashionable style in Shanghai department stores."
"It's for me," Song Ying said in surprise.
"Of course!"
"How much does this cost?"
"Don't worry about it, just look good!"
Song Ying's mouth almost cracked to the roots of her ears: "I saw this style in a magazine, but they don't have it in Suzhou!"
"They're only available in Shanghai! Suzhou might take some time, so hurry up and put them on! You're the prettiest in the whole factory!"
"What about you, Sister Ling?"
Huang Ling smiled and pulled out another jacket of the same style but in a different plaid from her bag: "Of course I have one too! You're the prettiest, I'm second!"
“Hahahahahaha!”
The two of them tried on the clothes while laughing.
"Ah! You know what? This red checkered pattern suits me, and the green checkered pattern suits you! Sister Ling, you have such good taste!"
"Right! My trip wasn't in vain this time. I sat in that department store with my notebook and drew all the nice clothing styles. Our factory has processed cloth, right? Let's buy some and find a few women who know how to make clothes. We can make clothes according to those popular styles and earn some money for the New Year!"
Song Ying was very excited when she heard this, but she was also a little worried: "But, does this count as speculation?"
"It's not so strict now! I have a way to sell it."
Song Ying can knit sweaters but can't make clothes. She was a little frustrated: "I can't help."
"Why can't you help? You're so skilled at sewing patterns, buttons, and beads!"
"Then I can do it!" Song Ying became happy again.
"Another thing is, I'm going out, and my child is counting on you to take care of him! That's much harder than making clothes! Don't mind that I treat you as a nanny. I'm thankful." Huang Ling said, pressing her shoulders.
"Oh my god, Xiaoting and Tunan are so well behaved. They just need to be fed. Xiaoting hugs my neck and calls me 'Auntie Song, Auntie Song'. It's so sweet! You don't know how much I like her!"
"Then let's do this!"
At this time, Xiao Ting came in, blinked her big eyes at the two of them, and praised: "Mom and Aunt Song are so beautiful!"
Huang Ling took out a plush rabbit and gave it to Xiaoting.
Toys like this were unthinkable before.
"Auntie Huang, what do I have?" Lin Dongzhe came over.
"Lin Dongzhe!" Song Ying roared.
"Mom! You scared me to death! Aunt Huang will definitely not let me go!" Lin Dongzhe stood next to Huang Ling.
Huang Ling smiled and took out three pairs of gloves, one big pair and two small pairs.
The outside is leather and the inside is plush.
"This way your hands won't get cold, right? They won't get wet, perfect for a naughty kid like you!" Huang Ling stuffed one pair into Lin Dongzhe's hands and handed the larger pair to Song Ying, "This pair is for Engineer Lin."
"He still has some!"
"He can't do that delicate work if his hands are frozen."
Song Ying was very touched.
"Brother Tunan! Now we will definitely win the snowball fight in winter!" Lin Dongzhe put on the gloves and held them up to shake them.
"Such nice gloves, you can have a snowball fight! Try throwing one and see if I can beat you back!"
"Hey! Mom! Hey! I didn't hit you! Why are you hitting me if I didn't hit you! Wait until I hit you first! Ouch! Brother Tunan, save me!"
Lin Dongzhe hid behind Tunan.
Tunan shook his head and sighed: "None of your beatings were in vain! You deserve it!"
At Zhuang Chaoying's urging, the three children began to do their homework and the room became quiet.
The two moved into Song Ying's room, sat down and continued chatting while knitting.
"I'm going to do something quite embarrassing this time." Huang Ling suddenly thought of something and said to Song Ying.
"how"
Huang Ling told her about her encounter with Zhou Huaiyi on the train.
"That's quite embarrassing. Last time when you were hanging someone, people saw you and you didn't run away eight feet away. That's a good thing." Song Ying said with a smile.
"Tsk, I thought he wasn't the kind of person who would be stingy, so we chatted for a while. Then I asked him why he was going to Shanghai, and guess what?"
"how"
"People said he was going back to Shanghai to pay tribute to his wife."
“…You really are…”
"Then I don't know either..."
The two were chatting when Zhuang Chaoying called out from outside: "A Ling, I'm going out for a moment."
Huang Ling stood up and walked to the door and said, "Hey, wait, I got two taels of peanuts before I left, have you seen it?"
"Oh, Teacher Zhang's wife just gave birth to a child, so I gave it to him as a favor." Zhuang Chaoying was stunned and replied.
"Oh, okay, go ahead!" Huang Ling replied.
Song Ying asked: "Teacher Zhuang, are you going to give someone extra lessons so late at night?"
Huang Ling shook her head: "Most likely he went to fulfill his filial duties."
"Ah!" Song Ying was shocked.
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