Let’s go to the scrap yard first.
Song Songbai had a headache. If he refused again strongly, it would definitely arouse suspicion.
Why is Ge Qiuze so unreliable? Didn’t he ask him to deliver it this morning?
Ge Qiuze sneezed while rushing home. Who scolded him?
Knowing that he had to go to the city the next day, he definitely wouldn't get up early to go to the county to get it. Who knew that some people would bring their wives with them even when they went to the county town.
It's your own fault.
Song Songbai, who suffered the consequences of his own actions, is still in pain and happy.
I was already having trouble figuring out how to ride my bike, but Zhou Yian kept asking, "What's your nickname?"
Silence already represents the answer, why do you still have to ask?
Zhou Yian looked at Song Songbai's silent figure and sighed inwardly. This guy would probably never tell her even if he was beaten to death. "If you tell me, I'll give you a raise in pocket money?"
Give it a try with inducement.
Song Songbai frowned. To be honest, he was a little tempted, but he thought about his pocket money being deducted from time to time because of certain problems.
Song Songbai still firmly refused.
"My nickname is An An, what's there to be embarrassed about? I'm your wife, why would I laugh at you?"
No?
"They can't really call him Maodan Goudan, right?" Zhou Yian was surprised. His parents should be somewhat cultured.
"Of course not," Song Songbai didn't even want to think of a solution. Maodan and Goudan were echoing in his mind.
No wonder she suddenly asked for my nickname.
"Get off the bus, we're here." She couldn't continue asking, or he might tell her.
In fact, there is nothing that cannot be said. Let her laugh. Song Songbai was hesitating whether to say it or not, otherwise An An would definitely ask endless questions.
Zhou Yian paused and said, "If you don't want to tell me, then don't tell me. When she sends something, she will write to Song's father and ask him. She doesn't believe that Song's father won't tell her."
"Then let's go in," Zhou Yian made up his mind.
Song Songbai took her hand and went in.
It’s still the long-lost short hair style.
The guy with the crew cut was secretly gritting his teeth when he saw the two of them leisurely coming in. He finally fell in love with someone, but the second time he met her, she brought another man with her. The third time was even more outrageous, as they came hand in hand.
What's so good about a gigolo? He's not as good-looking as him, and he has no money. He has to rely on women to pay for him. He's still better. It's a pity that he's so good, but why doesn't he have a partner?
Heartbroken, crying online.
He went back today and asked his mother to arrange a blind date for him!
I said hello and went in as if I knew the place well.
It felt like there were a lot more things, and the scrap yard was full. Zhou Yian started to look through them again, enjoying the joy of Taobao.
There were some broken furniture, broken basins, dishes, a few broken radios and flashlights, and hidden deepest was a smashed bicycle.
Zhou Yian roughly understood where these extra things came from.
Song Songbai also paid close attention to some electrical appliances, some of which could still be used after being disassembled.
I never thought that you could sell things on Taobao at a scrap yard.
I picked out some electrical appliances and prepared to take them back to dismantle them.
Zhou Yian also looked at it and took it out. He pulled out a piece of wood from a pile of furniture, touched it, and felt that the wood was good and fragrant.
It smells so good, it must be a treasure.
He secretly held Mu Tou and pulled Song Songbai's sleeve, "Take a look?"
Song Songbai was amused by her sneaky behavior. How could she not be a hamster spirit, and yet she was unwilling to admit it?
"Okay." Song Songbai took it with a smile.
"Yellow pear wood is quite valuable."
Valuable! Zhou Yian's eyes immediately sparkled with stars, and he quickly took the wood back and held it in his arms.
Song Songbai was dazzled by her sudden brilliant eyes, and felt breathless. Why had she never looked at him like this before?
"Have you found what you need?"
"Okay." Song Songbai picked up a pile of broken electrical appliances. Thanks to the Revolutionary Committee, there were many more broken things than before.
Along the way, Zhou Yian was very nervous holding the wood, afraid of being discovered, but it was not easy for him to take it directly into the space. Taking it without asking is stealing.
Fortunately, the guy with the buzz cut just took a quick glance and casually mentioned a price.
Zhou Yian looked at the old electrical appliances and found them not expensive.
He pretended to take out a sack from his pocket and put all the things in it in one go.
Song Songbai walked outside carrying the sack. Zhou Yian looked around outside and there was no one.
Zhou Yian felt sorry for him for once, so she reached out to take it and put it in the space so that both of them could feel at ease.
Song Songbai pressed her hand to stop her, and looked at her sharply, "Don't use it outside."
Who knows where a pair of eyes might be hiding?
Seeing his warning look, Zhou Yian had no choice but to lower his head and say "oh".
He looks fierce but actually kind of handsome.
It's a little different from her usual gentle look, very refreshing.
Song Songbai tied the sack to the 28-inch pole. Seeing that the man was still standing there in a daze, he wondered if his tone was too harsh. "Let's go eat?"
"Okay." Zhou Yian sat on the back of the bicycle without being affected at all. "This back seat is shaking my butt. It hurts."
"I'll give you a cushion when the time comes."
"Great, my husband is so amazing, he can even make a cushion."
Song Songbai paused and said, "Let Aunt Zhang help."
An An really thinks too highly of him.
"Hahaha." How could he not be confused by her praise? "I can do it myself. I know a little bit about this."
She may not be able to make clothes, but she can definitely make this cushion by just stuffing some cotton into a piece of cloth and sewing it.
When we arrived at the state-owned restaurant, we ordered braised pork as usual.
When I saw the blackboard for dishes, there was a roasted goose in an iron pan, so I had to order one.
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