After breakfast, Zeng Wenjuan went to the study, picked up the clothes that had not been finished yesterday and started sewing again.
Zhao Jianguo, on the other hand, went out with Goudan on crutches. As soon as he came out, he found his comrade Liang Huai.
"Your leg injury hasn't even healed yet, and you ran out. If you have something to say, ask someone to bring a message." Liang Huai saw Zhao Jianguo leaning on a crutch with a little kid beside him, and immediately went over to support him.
"My leg injury is almost healed, but I still need to use a crutch to go out. I came out to see you today because I have something to say to you." Zhao Jianguo said to Liang Huai as soon as he sat down on the chair.
Liang Huai took out some snacks from his box and gave them to Goudan. Without even raising his head, he said, "You must have something to ask me. Otherwise, you can come to me and tell me. I will help you with anything I can do."
"My wife has been married to me for so many years, but I have never bought her anything good. She usually has to make clothes for the whole family. If she sews with a needle, the speed is too slow, and it hurts her eyes to sew clothes at night. So I was thinking of you buying me a sewing machine. I have brought the money and tickets." As he said that, Zhao Jianguo took out the money and tickets from his pocket.
"As for this matter, you could just find someone to come and tell me. Why did you come here in person? Your leg injury hasn't healed yet. Are you feeling unwell in any other way? You must not be afraid to avoid medical treatment!" Liang Huai said jokingly, looking at Zhao Jianguo somewhere.
Zhao Jianguo stared at Liang Huai and said threateningly: "If you don't want to wait for me to recover from my injury and then challenge you first, then keep talking."
"You are still as boring as ever. I don't know how your wife tolerates you." Liang Huai knew he couldn't win, so he quickly changed the subject.
"Can I treat you the same way as my wife?" Zhao Jianguo rolled his eyes speechlessly. Thinking of his wife again, there were only a few clothes in the closet, so he said, "The red one your wife wore before... that..." Zhao Jianguo didn't think of a good way to say it.
"Just talk about the matter. Why are you targeting my wife?" Liang Huai said with a deliberately stern face and glaring eyes.
Zhao Jianguo rolled his eyes speechlessly: "Didn't I see your wife wearing a red dress before? She is too lazy to be fashionable. Ask your wife to buy one for my wife, and she will probably be able to wear the same size as your wife."
"That dress must cost several hundred dollars, almost two months' salary for you. Do you still want to buy it?" Liang Huai looked at Zhao Jianguo in shock. When his wife bought that dress, he felt painful for several months.
Zhao Jianguo nodded firmly: "Of course. My wife doesn't have many clothes. She doesn't want to spend money, so I have to buy them for her. It just so happens that the clothes are suitable for her. It's almost the New Year, and wearing red is also festive."
"Captain Zhao, you have to buy that cashmere coat for your wife. But if she wears it like that, she'll look like a bumpkin. She'll still have to buy some innerwear and a pair of high-heeled leather shoes. That'll cost a lot of money. You have to be willing to spend it." Liang Huai's wife Yu Qian said as she came out of the house holding a two-year-old girl.
"I don't really understand how you ladies dress. Can you help me buy a few sets? If the money is short, I'll give you more later." Zhao Jianguo agreed immediately and took out a thousand-yuan bill from his pocket.
Yu Qian was quite shocked when she saw the stack of money. Nowadays, few people were willing to spend so much money on buying clothes for their wives.
"This money is enough for an ordinary person to live for ten years. You are willing to use it all to buy clothes for your wife."
Zhao Jianguo nodded: "She hasn't been at home these years. She has been doing the hard work of housework. It's reasonable to spend some money to buy her clothes. These clothes are not meant to be worn only during the New Year. As long as she likes them, it's worth it."
Yu Qian finally understood why she didn't stop Liang Huai from getting along with Zhao Jianguo? A man like this who plays with him must be a good man.
"Okay, I agree to this. My sister will be back here next month to celebrate the New Year, so I'll ask him to bring it over for me. You can keep the money first. You can give it to me when the things arrive."
Zhao Jianguo looked at everything and nodded in agreement. He put the thousand yuan into his arms again.
"Goudan has gone home." Just after calling Goudan, Zhao Jianguo turned around and saw the child eating the biscuits that Liang Huai had brought out.
Zhao Jianguo felt a little embarrassed. He looked at Yu Qian and said awkwardly, "I am just a greedy kid. I am so sorry!"
"It's okay, it's okay. If the children like to eat it, then take some back. I made them myself. You can make more after they finish eating. It's not complicated." Yu Qian smiled and winked at Liang Huai, telling him not to go in and pack out a bag of biscuits.
Liang Huai immediately noticed his wife's gaze and went into the kitchen to fill a bag of biscuits. He came out and handed them to Zhao Jianguo: "Since my nephew likes them, you can take them back and let him eat as much as he wants. Come to my house to get them after he finishes eating."
"Oh! Then I'll take it. I'm really sorry that this child always eats enough at home." Zhao Jianguo saw that Goudan really liked to eat. As soon as he saw the biscuits, he looked at them eagerly and took them.
"It's my own brother who's suffering. What's there to thank me for? It's for my nephew to eat, not for you." Liang Huai said in a contemptuous manner.
"Please also help me pay more attention to the sewing machine." Zhao Jianguo reminded while leaning on a crutch.
"No problem. I guarantee it will be done for you in three to five days. Your leg injury hasn't healed yet. Let me take you home!" Liang Huai said as he was about to go up to support Zhao Jianguo.
Zhao Jianguo supported himself with his crutches and quickly waved his hands to refuse: "No, no, we were able to come here just now, and of course we can go back too, you just stay at home and take care of Duobao."
Goudan carried the cake and followed Zhao Jianguo, and the father and son walked home.
When he got home, Goudan happily held the biscuit and shouted, "Mom, I have a delicious biscuit. Where are you? I'll give you a taste."
"Mom is in the study, please come in!" Zeng Wenjuan responded loudly after hearing the noise.
Goudan took the biscuits into the study. When I saw Chen Wenjuan, I put the biscuits on the desk, opened the bag and took out a handful: "Mom, try this biscuit. It's delicious. I ate a lot just now."
Zeng Wenjuan cooperated very well and tried a piece. It was indeed delicious. She smiled and looked at Goudan and asked, "Where did you get this biscuit? Did you go to the supply and marketing cooperative with your father?"
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