The man's clothes were neatly hung on the wall, covered by a plastic bag, so there was no need to tidy them up. She mainly put her own clothes in there to make some room.
Just as she caught a glimpse of red, she received a call from Ma Xiaorong, "Nanzhi, Miss Yunduan just came by."
"oh."
"It seems she took your design draft."
"What?"
Xiang Nanzhi frowned. "She went into my room?"
"Yes, we did take the design drafts, but two booklets and several individual designs have all been lost."
Xiang Nanzhi was angry, but she had already brought it up, so she couldn't vent her anger. "It's just a manuscript. If she's interested, let her take it. Bring the rest to me later, and also bring my work computer."
"The missing manuscript..."
"I'll call my older brother later."
Ma Xiaorong didn't ask any more questions, and said to Nan Zhi, "Disinfect me, disinfect inside and out, it's really bad luck."
After hanging up the phone, Xiang Nanzhi took out a red fabric from the inside. Shen Shixun was also wearing such a dark color!
Upon closer inspection, the skirt only had red flowers on it, but the whole skirt was made up of many colors. It was a skirt worn by the Gong ethnic group and was also decorated with a waist ornament.
But this dress is clearly for women. Xiang Nanzhi smelled it, then looked at it again, and hey, why does it look so familiar?
When she hung it up, she immediately recognized it as the clothes that Shim Sehun's mother had asked Gila to give her to wear on her last day in Saigon, which she later threw in the trash at the hotel.
She had so many clothes that she had long forgotten about it.
The clothes were washed very clean by the man, the embroidery on them was still exquisite, and the cotton and linen material was soft against the skin and down-to-earth.
After receiving the items, Xiang Nanzhi spent the whole day drawing at home. She ordered takeout for lunch, realizing that she had no talent for cooking and saw no need to continue.
Shen Shixun couldn't come back at noon, so he called to check on her. She had things to do, so she wasn't too bored.
In the late afternoon, near a residential building, an old man was selling watermelons from a tricycle. He was shouting through a loudspeaker that the watermelons were only one yuan per kilogram. Xiang Nanzhi was surprised to hear this. Watermelons were so cheap.
She had never managed a household before and didn't know the cost of daily necessities. She was so engrossed in drawing that she happened to open the door and come out of the house.
The courtyard was full of clothes. Xiang Nanzhi emerged from among the clothes, wearing pajamas.
Several workers living here were also buying watermelons, bringing their families along. "Do you guarantee this watermelon is ripe?" they asked.
"They're all cooked, let me cut them open so you can see."
"No need, no need, that one looks thick-skinned."
Xiang Nan thought that picking one would be enough, but there were so many other considerations. "Hello, may I ask how to tell if the skin is thick or not?"
The middle-aged woman glanced at her. "You don't understand, do you?"
Xiang Nanzhi shook her head; she had never bought a watermelon before in her life. The middle-aged woman demonstrated for her, patting the watermelon, "Listen to the sound, listen to that..."
"Mom, my little brother peed again!"
"He's going to die, he pees all day long... I'll beat him to death."
He put down the melon he was holding and ran away. There were a few men left. Xiang Nanzhi didn't talk to them much. He just watched them pat the melon and then bought it.
She found it quite interesting. After they had all finished buying, she took a picture of Nan Zhiye and leaned in to listen.
A short while later, she saw Shen Shixun standing in front of her against the light.
The man blocked the light in front of her, making it difficult for her to open her eyes for a moment.
What are you doing here?
"Buy melons, only one yuan per pound."
As Xiang Nanzhi spoke, he started smashing the watermelon right in front of him. The man couldn't help but laugh and said, "Do you understand? Did you get a good one?"
The old man was also dumbfounded by Xiang Nanzhi's actions. Most people would buy something after just one or two taps, but Xiang Nanzhi had already tapped almost ten times and still hadn't gotten anywhere.
"Okay, all the watermelons here are good."
The old man thought to himself, "Young people are so slow when buying things. There are all kinds of birds in a big forest."
Xiang Nanzhi whispered, "I just feel like patting it a couple of times would make me seem knowledgeable, right?"
Shen Shixun casually patted a melon, "This one."
The old man nodded and quickly stepped onto the scale.
Xiang Nanzhi was a little unhappy. His buying it so easily made her look like a fool after taking so many pictures.
When the man got home, he washed the melon, put it in the refrigerator, and asked her, "What do you want to eat tonight?"
"I want to eat dog meat."
He's used to getting whatever wind or rain he wants by heading south.
She would buy whatever she wanted and eat whatever she wanted, so she had nothing to hide from Shen Shixun.
She hasn't eaten dog meat in a long time and wants to eat it.
She knows a restaurant that makes particularly delicious food, and she can take him there to try it.
The man's face immediately turned ugly when he heard that she wanted to eat dog meat.
Xiang Nanzhi lay down on the bed, still looking at the design she had drawn. Shen Shixun went into the kitchen, washed the watermelon and put it in the refrigerator. Xiang Nanzhi looked at him and said, "Shen Shixun, did you hear me?"
"I checked this afternoon, and pregnant women can eat dog meat."
This time, the man couldn't take it anymore. "Xiang Nanzhi, why are you eating dog meat of all things?"
Shen Shixun grew up on the grasslands. When he first came to the city, his first feeling was not that he couldn't adapt or that he couldn't endure hardship. He didn't care about the cold shoulders, the chores, or the scolding.
But when he first arrived, a boss took good care of him and treated him to a meal of dog meat at a restaurant. As soon as he sat down, he smelled something was off about the smell.
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