People like Ye Qingqing don't make a big fuss.
She has never met a woman who forces herself to be calm in front of you but sheds tears silently.
But from another perspective, Ye Qingqing is indeed a cultured person.
No matter how anxious or ashamed she is, she will try her best to maintain her image and maintain basic politeness.
So it is unlikely to have a quarrel with her, and I can't even curse her, let alone hit her.
But you can't just listen to her request like that, right?
Why?
Tian Yuzhu immediately thought of something: "Okay, if you want me to shut up, I can agree, but you have to pay a price for your rudeness."
Ye Qingqing looked at her in surprise: "What do you want?"
"A bottle of red wine. I saw you enjoyed it yesterday, so I want one too."
"But I'm afraid you don't like the taste very much?"
Ye Qingqing's concerns were genuine. Red wine was still relatively rare in that era, and most people were not used to drinking it.
"How do you know I don't like it if you haven't tried it? Do rural people only drink Lao Baigan? I want a bottle."
“…Alright!”
She bit her lip and nodded in compromise.
After he finished speaking, he turned around and left. A few minutes later, he really delivered a bottle of red wine and also thoughtfully gave a corkscrew.
Tian Yuzhu took it with great satisfaction: "By the way, Doctor Ye, who told you that I went into your house?"
A hint of disgust flashed across Ye Qingqing's face: "It was Huang Xuehua, but I told her that you went to my house to talk about Fei'er."
It seems that she doesn't like yellow snowflakes either.
"Okay, I understand!" Tian Yuzhu raised the bottle in her hand and said, "Thank you."
"Thank you for the toys you made for Fei'er, too."
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