Fang Qiao smiled and comforted her, saying, "Xiao Jing, you have to work harder. When my belly gets bigger and it becomes inconvenient for me to go out, the task of going out to buy groceries will all be yours. You can't do it if you can't ride a bicycle."
Xiaojing has a gentle personality and lacks self-confidence; she tends to back down when faced with difficult situations.
What she needs is pressure from others to tell her that she must do well, so that she won't back down.
Sure enough, as soon as Fang Qiao said that, Xiao Jing immediately felt the burden on her shoulders become heavier.
You have to learn how to ride this bicycle!
She pursed her lips and nodded solemnly: "Don't worry, sister-in-law, I will study hard when I get back."
Fang Qiao patted Xiao Jing on the shoulder and encouraged her: "Go for it, I believe in you, you can do it."
It's encouragement, pressure, and motivation all at once. Xiao Jing, who originally thought she couldn't do it, now has a burning desire to learn it.
The jeep wasn't parked far away, and Cheng Baidong didn't need much time to park his bicycle; he returned quickly.
On the way back, we bought four bottles of orange-flavored soda at the entrance of the department store, one for each of us, and even one for Sweetie.
In mid-June, the temperature was rising rapidly, with 31 or 32 degrees Celsius being the norm, and occasionally soaring to 37 or 38 degrees Celsius.
The department store was stuffy and airtight, like a giant steamer.
The bottles of soda that Cheng Baidong bought were just in time to quench thirst and cool off in the summer.
Fang Qiao put the straw into the soda bottle, took several big gulps, and let out a satisfied sigh.
Cool!
After buying the bicycle, it's time to buy a sewing machine.
While drinking her soda, Fang Qiao pulled Xiao Jing to the counter where the sewing machine was sold.
The square five-square-meter space was filled with all kinds of sewing machines, except for a counter about 1.5 meters high placed on one side near the aisle.
"Xiaojing, what kind of sewing machine do you want? Pick it yourself."
Xiao Jing covered her mouth, somewhat flattered, "This, this is for, for me?"
"Of course I'm buying it for you," Fang Qiao said with a smile. "You know how bad I am at sewing. I can't even sew a button properly, let alone make clothes."
"This is far too valuable."
Happiness came so suddenly that Xiaojing felt somewhat apprehensive.
Her older brother and sister-in-law are so good to her. How could a distant cousin like her deserve such care and money from them?
She quickly waved her hands: "I, I don't want to."
Fang Qiao said seriously, "If it's offered to you, just take it. We're all family, don't be so formal with your sister-in-law."
"But, but..." Xiao Jing was speechless.
"No buts, haven't you wanted a sewing machine for a long time? Sewing clothes by hand is time-consuming and laborious. Wouldn't it be much more convenient to make clothes with a sewing machine?" Fang Qiao persuaded her.
Xiao Jing felt a heavy weight in her heart: "Sister-in-law, you've been so good to me, I don't want to take advantage of you."
Fang Qiao couldn't help but laugh: "Silly little sister, it's not certain who'll get the better deal!"
"Huh?" Xiao Jing was a little confused, not understanding why Fang Qiao would say that.
"Didn't you say you were going to make clothes for your sister-in-law, Tian Tian, and An An for the rest of your life?"
Fang Qiao smiled and explained to her, "Think about it yourself. A sewing machine costs less than two hundred yuan. If you hire a tailor to make clothes outside, the accumulated wages over the years will be much more than that."
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