Qin Yuhuan didn't even need to argue, Ziyi had already broken through his defense.
All along the way she kept asking, "What does my being good have to do with my experience?"
Qin Yuhuan agreed with her with a smile: "It doesn't matter."
But the more she complied, the more Ziyi refused to give up. Seeing Xiao Qin walking away leisurely with small steps, Ziyi walked up quickly and said with a bit of grievance, "Sister, do you dislike me?"
"How could that be," Qin Yuhuan denied flatly, and raised his chin towards the left front, "Xiaozi wants to have a back massage."
Ziyi: ...
At this time, a grandmother carrying a bamboo basket asked them if they wanted their shoes polished. Before they could answer, she walked away sideways.
Qin Yuhuan hooked Ziyi's hand and said, "Xiaozi, would you like to go and have your shoes shined? Ask the price first. If it's too expensive, forget it."
Posture:?
She looked down at their shoes. They were the same pair they had worn yesterday when they went up the mountain. After brushing them briefly with a loofah brush dried in the sun at her uncle's house, Qin Yuhuan's shoes were relatively clean, and the posture was...
"I'm not very good at cleaning shoes." Ziyi blushed. "Next time, teach me and I'll learn."
Qin Yuhuan suddenly held Ziyi's hand with an attitude of "great expectation".
Posture:?
"Xiaozi," Qin Yuhuan said slowly, his expression very serious, "I heard it. Grandma said it would cost six yuan to shine shoes. I'll treat you. Being with me doesn't mean you have to learn how to shine shoes. Even if you can't afford it, I'll brush your shoes myself."
Ziyi: ...
"You suddenly have this greasy, domineering air," she laughed, but still replied in a drawn-out tone, "Okay, fine, I'll go polish your shoes."
Grandma seemed very happy. She actively persuaded the two of them that if both of them wiped it, she would only charge ten yuan. Qin Yuhuan seemed to be extremely thin-skinned in this regard and could not refuse grandma at all.
The old man brushed his shoes very carefully, spraying detergent again and again and changing the brush several times. In the end, the dirty shoes looked brand new.
Ziyi paid the money and Qin Yuhuan said goodbye to the old man.
"When my parents first arrived in Licheng, they also set up a small stall on the roadside. At night, they would go to the night market and hawk their wares on the roadside until two in the morning. When I returned to Licheng to attend elementary school, they would still go to the night market after Longxing closed. After finishing my homework at night, I would go to help my mother run the store. I always hoped that their business would succeed. It was very hard work."
Qin Yuhuan took a deep breath, and seemed a little helpless. "I haven't seen shoe shiners like this in many years. I feel uncomfortable asking them to shine my shoes, but I also want them to make a deal. It's a contradiction."
"Well, there's nothing shameful about earning money through labor," Ziyi couldn't help but hold Qin Yuhuan's arm, motioning her to look down at their clean sneakers. "It can be considered as revisiting childhood memories. I haven't met a street shoe shiner in many years. I'm sure the skills are quite good."
When Zhao Fengzhuo came over as a child, he would try to trick Ziyi into polishing his leather shoes, offering her 100 yuan for each pair. However, Ziyi, the little sister, refused to bow down for the 100 yuan, and went to the mall to bring a pair of new shoes to her father, which made Zhao Fengzhuo both choked and touched. He was so moved that he reimbursed the money for the shoes. Then he received a call from the mall manager, saying that the young lady had charged Mr. Zhao's bill for her purchases in the mall.
Zhao Fengzhuo: ...
"Is there a lottery station? Wanna play scratch-offs?" Ziyi noticed a small shop across the street. "Everyone who scratched the lottery with me has won. Want to try? You buy me a shoe shine and I'll buy you a scratch-off."
Qin Yuhuan half-shaked her head, and when she heard Ziyi say that everyone with her had won, she felt a little tempted, "Really? I have such bad luck that I haven't even won a five-dollar bet."
"Really, you're not badly lucky," Ziyi said as he walked forward, hand in hand with his girlfriend, his tone a little apologetic and overbearing. "Maybe I've taken away too much of your luck, but you can't blame me. Only if you lock horns with me will I give your luck back to you."
"Is this the real version of the legendary story about using up all my luck just to meet you?" Qin Yuhuan laughed as he listened from the side. "You don't have to share any with me. I can give it all to you. I don't mind being a gigolo."
Posture: ???
"From the perspective of outsiders, I've now found a wealthy woman and am on my way to the pinnacle of life." Qin Yuhuan raised an eyebrow and said in a serious tone, "It's worth it even if my luck is gone."
Ziyi: ...
"You really are full of jokes," Ziyi said helplessly, "You're a bit naughty, Xiaoqin."
Qin Yuhuan: "Pipi is healthier."
Ziyi: ...
The key point is that Qin Yuhuan said it, but he had to use a strange accent, like a foreigner learning Chinese, pronouncing "pi" as "pi", which was really unbearable. Ziyi smiled and pointed at the things in the glass cabinet, "You choose, I'll laugh for a while."
Why is such a cold face like Sai Xue Jue suddenly full of jokes? The contrast is so huge that Zi Yi can't stop laughing. Qin Yuhuan even picked up a Green Arrow from the lottery station and said, "Want to eat it, Xiao Zi? Green Arrow can also make you unable to stop."
Ziyi: ...
"Please spare my life. I will get wrinkles if I laugh too much." Her sense of humour was low to begin with, and when Qin Yuhuan laughed hard, her stomach almost hurt from laughing.
There was a customer who was also choosing a lottery ticket next to her. The proprietress enthusiastically recommended one of the lottery tickets to the customer, but the customer just waved his hand and said, "I don't want that one. I never win. Let's try something exciting today."
Qin Yuhuan heard this, looked down at the stack that was rejected, and finally chose this one. She was not keen on this one. At ten yuan per piece, it was enough to buy the six remaining pieces in the set.
Ziyi asked her if she wanted to buy more.
"Xiaozi, are you afraid that I won't buy enough and break your record?" Qin Yuhuan joked while scratching.
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