Both of them were speechless after hearing what that person said; they were simply too quick to act.
As the sales clerk finished issuing the ticket, clipped it to a clip, and swiped it away, the clothes-grabbing drama came to an end.
Undeterred, Wang Ying asked the sales clerk, "Comrade, do you still have this garment?"
Salesperson: "Sold out. These clothes are very popular. They were just put on display yesterday, and they're all gone today."
Another person who didn't manage to buy any sighed, "Why didn't you order more?"
The sales clerk laughed, "We've stocked quite a lot, but these colors are so vibrant that they sell out quickly."
In fact, Xu Xinning has rarely worn bright colors since she grew up.
Wang Ying and Old Mrs. Xu were skilled with their hands and always liked to embroider some pretty flowers and plants on her clothes. Sometimes they would also trim the collar and cuffs of her clothes with small lace made of gold thread. It has to be said that Xu Xinning's clothes were quite exquisite, which was rare in this era. But everyone knew that the Chen and Xu families doted on Xu Xinning, so it was not surprising.
Xu Xinning gave all her outgrown clothes to her cousin at her maternal grandmother's house. With Xu Xinning's clothes, her cousin never had any new clothes made, but she still loved them very much. When her cousin's clothes were too small, relatives and friends would ask for them, and her cousin was reluctant to give them away!
In the end, Wang Ying managed to snatch the red hair accessory for Xu Xinning.
When Xu Xinning was little, she often wore two high ponytails, and then braided them. When her hair was short, she would let the braids down, and when they grew longer, she would roll them up and finally add pretty hair flowers.
When I grew up, I would wear a high ponytail and braid it. However, I would not braid just one braid. I don't know if it was because I was bored, but there would be no less than three braids on the ponytail. Finally, I would wear an exaggerated hair flower.
Later, as she grew older, she stopped letting the adults mess with her hair. The adults would tie her hair very tightly, perhaps because they were afraid it would come undone if she played around with it? Xu Xinning remembers that her eyes always looked up after her hair was tied up. She suspects that her eyes are becoming more and more like phoenix eyes because of the way her hair was tied when she was little.
Nowadays, Xu Xinning doesn't like to braid two long braids that hang down her chest like other girls. She basically just ties a low ponytail with a handkerchief. Yang Chunqin and Grandma Xu get itchy to do it every time they see her not fussing over her hair, but how could Xu Xinning possibly do as they please?
Since it was a rare trip to the county town, the three of them bought a lot of other things. No matter the era, women's obsession with shopping remains unchanged.
After buying what she wanted, Mu Jingheng went to wait at the bicycle parking area.
When Xu Xinning and Wang Ying found the parking shed, they saw Mu Jingheng talking to a girl. The girl looked shy, while Mu Jingheng looked disdainful. It seemed that the young master Mu had encountered another romantic interest.
It has to be said that no matter the era, the law of judging by appearance still applies.
Upon seeing Xu Xinning and Wang Ying approach, Mu Jingheng immediately stood up straight to greet them, took the things from Xu Xinning's hands, and smiled brightly. For some reason, seeing Mu Jingheng like this reminded Xu Xinning of the eunuch from her previous life.
This man was very handsome, with red lips and white teeth. His eyes crinkled when he smiled, and he had two small dimples. He spoke very tactfully and was very good at reading people's expressions. He could tell what Xu Xinning wanted to do with just one look from her.
He was good-looking, but unfortunately his life was too bitter. His mother was a government slave who was well-read, but she was unlucky and her family members committed a big mistake and were implicated and became government slaves. Later, she was taken by someone and forced to become a concubine. Even though he was born to a concubine, he was still a son born out of wedlock. However, his mistress was ruthless and jealous, and in the end, she secretly sent him to the palace.
Xu Xinning's acquaintance with him was also accidental. At that time, Xu Xinning's father had just ascended the throne. When he was cleaning up the eunuchs and maids in the palace, he found this little eunuch who was being bullied and was on the verge of death. Xu Xinning couldn't bear it and took him in.
He was a grateful man, loyal to Xu Xinning. He had warned Xu Xinning to be careful of the wet nurse, but Xu Xinning seemed to be possessed by the wet nurse at that time. She even took her anger out on the little eunuch and sent him to the manor outside the city. Not long after the little eunuch left, she got into trouble.
Xu Xinning stared at Mu Jingheng for a long time. She herself didn't know why she had been recalling her past life so often lately. Maybe it was related to that spinning top?
Or perhaps Mu Jingheng's eyes were too sincere.
Wang Ying smiled, put the things into the bicycle basket, and tied a burlap sack containing other items to the back seat.
After finishing her work, Wang Ying noticed the girl was still standing there and asked with a smile, "Comrade, is there something you need?"
Wang Ying is quite interesting. Instead of asking if you know Mu Jingheng, she asked if you have something to say. The meaning of this is very clear: if you don't have anything to say, please leave.
Stranger girl: "Are you this man's mother? My family lives nearby, and my mom works at a department store."
Wang Ying: "Oh! I'm not his mother."
The girl wanted to hear more, but Wang Ying said nothing more.
Xu Xinning smiled with her head down, and Mu Jingheng flicked her forehead in annoyance.
Xu Xinning glared at Mu Jingheng, a silent form of protest. She had no idea how ambiguous their interactions were.
Habits are seeds that quietly take root and sprout in life. When they become a necessity, they become an indelible way of life.
Although Mu Jingheng had only been by Xu Xinning's side for a short time, he constantly made his presence felt. Over time, their interactions revealed subtle actions that neither of them noticed, indicating that their relationship was slowly growing closer.
In other words, Xu Xinning was no longer opposed to Mu Jingheng's approach; otherwise, Mu Jingheng wouldn't have been able to get close to her.
Seeing the two being so affectionate, the girl stomped her foot and ran away angrily.
Xu Xinning pouted, while Mu Jingheng smiled broadly, looking completely carefree.
They came empty-handed, but returned with bags full of things.
Perhaps because of the burlap sacks laid on the back seat, Xu Xinning didn't feel as uncomfortable sitting there as she had when she got there.
The April breeze was gentle and warm, like a lover's tender caress as it brushed against her face, or like a light veil caressing her skin. Xu Xinning tilted her head back, closed her eyes contentedly, opened her arms, and swung her legs, basking in the comfortable warm breeze.
Wang Ying looked at Xu Xinning with envy. Once upon a time, she seemed to have been just as happy, but unfortunately, happy times are always so short-lived.
Mu Jingheng seemed to sense Xu Xinning's happiness as well, his smile practically reaching his ears.
He rode his bike carefully, afraid that the uneven road would spoil his joy.
Xu Xinning hummed a tune her mother often hummed in her past life, soft and gentle, melodious and pleasant to listen to, and joyful to hum.
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