Then, he casually raised his wrist and said, "Oh no, Brother Zhang, it's getting late, I have to go."
"Hey, Little Bu..."
Brother Zhang wanted to say that the letter had been found, but he only saw Bu Ling's back disappear around the corner.
Meanwhile, Buling went to work as usual.
"Sister Yuanyuan, you're up so early today?"
Upon hearing this, Wu Yuanyuan pouted and said, "It's all because of my brat. He caused trouble early this morning, preventing me from sleeping in." As she spoke, she raised her hand and yawned.
Bling shrugged, not taking it seriously: "Kids are all like that."
Wu Yuanyuan: "Your daughter is the best, she's such a sweet and considerate girl."
Bling didn't know how to respond to that.
She chuckled twice and changed the subject: "By the way, Sister Yuanyuan, I heard that a batch of cashmere yarn arrived at the department store. Shall we go take a look this afternoon?"
“Sure,” Wu Yuanyuan readily agreed. “I’ll buy some yarn to knit a sweater for my rascal; his current sweaters aren’t warm enough.”
Although their family was well-off, they were not extravagant enough to knit a new sweater for a growing child; they used yarn salvaged from old sweaters.
It's normal that clothes that are worn and disassembled and re-knitted every year will no longer be warm.
In the afternoon, what was originally a trip for two turned into a trip for four, as Sister Ma and Zhu Zhizhi wanted to join in after they found out.
Bu Ling and Wu Yuanyuan were very easygoing about it. "Let's go. It's not like they own the department store."
Furthermore, the four of them hadn't gone shopping together in a long time, which made even the sentimental Zhu Zhizhi's eyes a little red.
Here, the four of them were happily strolling around.
Sangzi was still reeling from receiving a strange letter...
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