"You, you, are you telling the truth?" Reason told Luo Lin that he should not believe the one-sided words of the person in front of him.
But the content of the letter was too real, it made him shudder.
"Whether it's true or not, you'll know after a few days.
I'm just giving you a heads up about this. I don't want much, just Brother Zhang's black market.
I think your life, Luo Lin, is enough to pay for the black market line, right?"
Lu Zhiye took out a piece of dried meat from his arms and started chewing on it.
I didn’t eat dinner, so I was a little hungry.
Luo Lin's expression changed unpredictably. After a long while, he asked, "How can I contact you?"
Lu Zhiye calculated that there was still a month before spring plowing, and it was not a good idea for him to stay in the guesthouse during this period.
He looked up at Luo Lin's yard and said with a smile, "If you don't mind, can you rent me a room in your house?"
This house of Luo Lin was left to him by his father. He left a room for Lu Zhiye to live in, which made it easier for him to get to know this person.
So Luo Lin nodded and agreed.
In the next few days, Lu Zhiye went to the guesthouse to get his belongings back.
I went to say hello to Wang Da and decided to go back later.
That day, Lu Zhiye planned to go to the state-owned department store to buy two sets of clothes for Wen Sihe.
After all, she is my woman, I can’t be too stingy, right?
The waiters in the department store are more enthusiastic than the salespeople in the supply and marketing cooperative.
Lu Zhiye looked at the dazzling array of clothes and was dazzled for a moment.
"Handsome man, who are you going to buy clothes for? How old are they?" The saleswoman was sweet-talking and looked at Lu Zhiye for a long time without knowing what kind of clothes to buy.
He took the initiative to come forward and ask. Lu Zhiye looked at a cashmere coat and asked with a smile: "Do you have a red coat? My wife likes to be coquettish and likes bright colors."
The salesperson looked embarrassed: "This red cashmere coat has been reserved by our director. Someone will come to pick it up soon."
Lu Zhiye was just about to say forget it.
Then I heard the sound of wheels rolling.
He turned around and saw a woman wearing a veil.
A girl of about seventeen or eighteen was pushing her from behind.
"The young man likes the red color of this dress, so give it to him!"
The woman's voice was faint, and there was tenderness in her eyes as she looked at Lu Zhiye.
"Mom! Didn't you say you would buy me this dress?
I have already made an appointment with my uncle!"
The woman patted the girl's hand soothingly: "You are short, you can't support this color, the one next to it will suit you very well!"
I have to say that women have good taste. The hem of the piece of clothing next to it is slightly wrinkled and not as slim-fitting as the coat, making it more suitable for a girl's lively and cute look.
The girl's face was full of reluctance, and her temper flared up. She shouted with red eyes, "I want that one! Waiter, pack the red one for me."
The waiter looked at the woman in the wheelchair with some hesitation.
During this period, their superiors have repeatedly told them to serve these two people well.
But now one wants to buy and the other doesn't, which makes her feel very awkward.
Lu Zhiye had no intention of watching these people's emotional drama. Since the red color of this dress had been reserved, he would just look at another one.
He then turned his attention to a long green ruffled skirt.
Green is a very picky color, but Lu Zhiye thinks that Wen Sihe will look very beautiful in it.
"Please pack that dress for me."
The salesperson kept agreeing, but the little girl got so stubborn for some reason.
She pointed at the dress that Lu Zhiye mentioned and shouted, "I like that one, too. Pack it for me too!"
Lu Zhiye's face turned dark. Was he running into someone looking for trouble?
Meng Shanshan has been with her mother since she was a child, so she is naturally aware of her mother's emotional changes.
She had never seen her mother be so gentle to a stranger.
What qualifications does this black boy have?
"Shanshan! Don't be unreasonable!" The woman in the wheelchair looked at Lu Zhiye with a little apology.
Lu Zhiye had a cold face and looked straight at the mother and daughter.
There was no warmth in her voice: “I think this lady knows better than anyone what kind of temperament her child has.
Since you know that your unconscious actions will cause trouble to others, please control your bad intentions. "
Lu Zhiye felt that this woman might have had good intentions at first, but her kindness made her own daughter jealous, and she turned around and made trouble for him everywhere, which was really bad intentions.
His words made the woman's face turn pale, and even her breathing became heavier.
Her pale and slender fingers tightly grasped her collar, and her lips trembled for a long time but she didn't say another word.
Meng Shanshan was immediately unhappy. In her opinion, she could lose her temper at her mother, but who the hell was this black boy in front of her? How dare he lose his temper at her mother?
She raised her chin and looked at Lu Zhiye with disdain: "Who do you think you are? Who allowed you to talk to my mother like that? Do you believe that I can make sure you can't buy anything in this department store?"
Lu Zhiye clapped his hands twice: "I didn't know a director had so much power. He can even prevent customers from buying anything."
The quarrel between the two attracted many people at the counter to come over to watch.
When they learned that the girl's uncle was the director of the department store, they subconsciously took a step back and stayed away.
The woman in the wheelchair seemed to have just caught her breath and called out in a serious voice, "Shanshan!"
Meng Shanshan reluctantly swallowed back the words that were about to come out of her mouth.
With tears in her eyes, she said unsatisfiedly: "Mom, why do you side with outsiders? And my uncle said that I can choose whatever is in it.
But now when I pick out a few outfits, you start to criticize me!"
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