Gu Huaijin was holding the bag and before she could react, Song Zhi pulled her clothes and walked forward.
"There's a radio up ahead, let's go take a look." Song Zhi said with excitement.
To be honest, she felt that things from this era were so retro and unique, and many of the styles were things she had never seen before, and they were different from what she saw during filming.
When she reached the radio counter, she stopped moving.
She picked up a radio and asked the salesperson how to use it. The salesperson was a boy. When he saw the beautiful girl so close to him, he started to explain with some stammering.
Gu Huaijin followed behind her, watching the two of them asking and answering each other, feeling a little uncomfortable.
"Is this how it can be adjusted?" Song Zhi asked the salesperson while turning the button on the radio.
"Yes, if there's no sound, try fiddling with the antenna."
"Oh, this is for receiving signals, right?"
"Song Zhi," Gu Huaijin interrupted the two people who were chatting happily, "It's getting late, and we still have a lot of things to buy. Do you want this radio?"
"No, no, I'll just take a look." Then she pulled Gu Huaijin's arm and went somewhere else, fearing that he would take out the money again.
"Let's go look at clothes and other things. We don't need to buy bicycles since we already have them at home. I don't know how to use a sewing machine even if we buy one. It's not convenient to take a radio with us when we go to the northwest in a few days. Let's buy some practical things." Song Zhi said as he planned what to buy.
Gu Huaijin watched her tugging at his arm and realized that he wasn't so opposed to contacting her. Looking at the woman in front of him so cheerful, he suddenly felt a sense of peace and tranquility.
Gu Huaijin had tried to communicate with Song Zhi naturally before, but Song Zhi could never listen to him calmly, nor could he stay quiet, and was always noisy.
Her eyes used to be so fiery that it was impossible to ignore them, but now she doesn’t seem to like me as much as before, but that’s okay.
"Hello, comrade, let me see the white long-sleeved shirt on the top right, and the pants of the same color on the bottom left." Song Zhi's eyes lit up when he saw the clothes above. He was just worrying about not having comfortable pajamas, and now they are here.
"Comrade, this material isn't very good. We just got a new batch of long-sleeved shirts today, and they haven't been unpacked or put up on the shelves yet," the salesperson kindly warned, looking at the lavish customer who had just bought a watch. These clothes have been hanging here for ages, and passersby don't even glance at them. How could anyone be so foolish as to buy them?
"This one is fine, it's just right." Song Zhi took the clothes and felt the material. It was cotton. She picked it up and tried it on her body. It was just right. It was tailor-made for her.
Gu Huaijin looked at her with some suspicion. Didn't she hate wearing this kind of clothes the most? Suddenly, someone next to him bumped into his arm and said confidently, "Take out the money, why are you standing there?"
Gu Huaijin didn't react for a moment, but after he took out the money, he came to his senses and laughed out of anger. He asked him to come over just to pay and carry the things.
Then Song Zhi bought some things needed for the wedding. She looked at the sky and saw that it was almost noon, so she urged Gu Huaijin to go back quickly.
"Stop, stop quickly." Less than two minutes after getting in the car, Song Zhi accidentally saw a photo studio on the side of the road and quickly shouted to Gu Huaijin to stop.
"There is a photo studio over there. Let's go there and take a wedding photo." She then explained in a low voice.
"Hey comrade, don't be so tense. Be more natural. Lift the corners of your mouth. That's right."
"Come a little closer, lesbian, tilt your head a little more towards the gay man."
The master directed the two to strike a pose, and then with just a few clicks, the photo was taken.
Half an hour had passed while waiting for the studio technician to develop the photos. After Gu Huaijin packed the photos, he asked Song Zhi if he needed anything else. Song Zhi shook his head.
This was her first time shopping non-stop, and she didn't feel any joy from shopping at all. She was also very tired and just wanted to go back and rest. Gu Huaijin also noticed that she was a little tired, so he didn't go shopping anymore and drove directly home.
Time passed quickly, and the wedding day arrived in the blink of an eye. Since she had been living in Gu's house, on the first day of the wedding, she could only find a hotel nearby and wait to be picked up the next morning.
Song Zhi was woken up by her mother early in the morning. She looked up at the sky outside the window. It was still dark. What time was it?
I looked at my watch and it was just past three o'clock, so I wanted to lie down on the bed and sleep.
"Hurry up and get up and pack. The makeup artist is already eating downstairs." Song's mother pulled Song Zhi's arm, trying to pull her up.
"Mom, I'll sleep for five more minutes, just five minutes." Song Zhi said without caring and covered himself with the quilt and went back to sleep.
Song's mother had no choice but to endure and wait for ten minutes.
"Mom, I'm freezing."
"It's cold, that's right. Hurry up and get up quickly." Song's mother pulled off her daughter's quilt. Although there was no snow in early November, it was cold enough.
Song Zhi didn't even know how she put on her clothes. She sat in front of the dressing table in a daze and let the makeup artist tinker with her face. When she finally woke up a little, she saw the makeup artist's horrible makeup skills and really wanted to die on the spot.
"Master, I can do it myself."
"Master, let her paint it herself. She used to tinker with it often." Maybe Song's mother also felt that it was a bit too much. This face as white as flour, big red lips, and eyebrows as black as coal were indeed not as good-looking as her daughter's usual makeup.
"Do you want to do it yourself?" The makeup artist is 26 years old this year. Although he is young, he has been learning this craft from his father since he was a child. It has been many years. This is the first time he has heard a customer make such a request.
Besides, isn't this questioning one's own skills? The makeup artist's face immediately darkened.
"Yes, I want to try it myself." Song Zhi looked apologetic, but his words were more firm.
"This is the most fashionable makeup for weddings right now. If you don't do it well later, I won't do it again." This makeup artist couldn't hide anything and said the unpleasant words directly. She was really angry. If the money hadn't been paid yet, she really wanted to walk away on the spot.
Song Zhi was always tactful and didn't want to offend anyone. He knew it was inappropriate to invite someone to do his makeup and then not let them interfere. However, her words were very harsh. Song Zhi said with some emotion, "Sister, please sit over there and have some tea and some candy. Don't worry, even if the makeup doesn't work out, I won't bother you again."
There was a cold tone in her words at the end. Besides, she had never made a mistake in her actions, so why would she be afraid of her threats?
After hearing her say this, the makeup artist was also happy to have some free time. He went to the table in the corner where snacks were placed and sat down to eat some melon seeds. He just observed Song Zhi's movements from time to time, and snorted in his heart, wondering what kind of flowers she could draw.
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