There are a lot of people in the department store, most of them are employees of the aluminum factory. People who have finished their work at noon and don’t want to go back to the dormitory to take a nap come here to hang out. There are many people watching and few people buying. After all, they can enter the department store. Most of the things there are expensive and require tickets. Most people won't part with them either during the Chinese New Year or when their families really need them.
As soon as Song Hongguo and Han Ying came in, they heard someone standing in front of the counter on the first floor complaining, "Why are the toffee sold out again? Every time I come back, there are none. All the candy coupons I saved are in vain."
Another person coaxed nicely, "Forget it's sold out, let's come earlier next time."
The complaining young man stomped his feet in displeasure, "You said the same thing last time, but what's the use? By the time you have the tickets, this place will have been sold out long ago."
"Hey, my little ancestor, please keep your voice down, are you not afraid of embarrassment?" The older woman poked her forehead with her hand angrily, the kindness on her face undisguised.
"mom……"
"There's no point in being coquettish. Okay, can mom take you to the second floor to look at the fabrics? There must be some fabrics left. Mom will cut you enough clothes this time. Aren't you curious about Lenin clothes? Mom will make them for you."
"Really? Then I want the green one!"
"The green one is too popular. I'm afraid it's not available. Let's go up and have a look first."
"Okay, hurry up..."
The mother and daughter held their arms affectionately and went to the second floor. Song Hongguo stared at the back of one of them and narrowed her eyes. She inherited the memory of the original owner, but the days in the Li family before she was five years old have long been blurred. , If I hadn’t seen the person now, I really wouldn’t be able to remember him, but it’s not very different from the shadow in my impression.
It has been fifteen years, but the other person has not aged much. His face is very well maintained, there are no fine lines at the corners of his eyes, and his hair is cut close to his ears. He is neat and youthful. Just looking at his back, I don’t believe that he is already forty years old. She was dressed decently. Although her clothes were a little old, there were no patches on her body. The most conspicuous thing was that she was wearing a watch on her wrist.
This is not something that an ordinary working-class family can afford. Is the original owner’s biological father still so bewildered? Why they were willing to sell their biological daughter back then was not because the Li family was really poor and couldn't afford to eat, but because the original owner's stepmother couldn't keep up with her nutrition after giving birth to a pair of twins. She was weak and wanted to take ginseng to supplement her health, but how could her family have the money to buy ginseng?
So, I set my sights on Song Hongguo. She was the youngest in the family and the easiest to coax. Sure enough, he deceived the little girl and said that she could eat meat every time she followed her new father. I agreed without hesitation, and I cried heartbrokenly until I got on the train.
But it was too late.
I don’t know if I used the money from selling my body to buy ginseng to replenish the body of the original owner’s stepmother. But looking at her current makeup, I know that the original owner’s biological father is still very doting on her. If he is so willing to spend money, what is not habit? There are so many children in the Li family that need to be taken care of, and the fact that the original owner's stepmother still doesn't show any signs of haggard and exhaustion on her face shows how nourishing her life has been over the past few years.
Song Hongguo's mood was very complicated for a moment, but she couldn't say she was resentful. After all, she came here through clothing, and even the original owner lived a good life at her adoptive parents' home. It was a blessing in disguise, so she didn't suffer so much, so she didn't have so many strong feelings. But Do you want to say let go completely? She couldn't do it, she couldn't empathize with him, and naturally she couldn't forgive him on behalf of the original owner.
She initially thought that they would never get to know each other until they died, but who would have thought that they would meet him by such a coincidence.
The other party didn't recognize her, but glanced at her casually, showing a bit of surprise, and then quickly turned away and focused on coaxing his precious daughter.
However, Han Ying felt something was wrong and asked her in a low voice, "Who do you know?"
Song Hongguo said "hmm".
Han Ying unexpectedly glanced at each other one more time. When the two reached the third floor, she asked curiously, "Is he a relative of yours?"
Song Hongguo didn't want to hide it from her, and said calmly, "To be precise, it was my former stepmother."
Han Ying's eyes widened, "What?"
Song Hongguo explained the past events in a few words, and finally spread her hands, "After I came back, I had no intention of having any interactions with them. Who knew it was such a coincidence?"
Han Ying shared her hatred, "Just ignore her. How can such a person be a good person? If you want to eat ginseng, why don't you sell your own ginseng? If you don't give birth to your own ginseng, you won't feel bad, right? That biological father of yours... ..." After all, it was not appropriate to arrange a friend's biological father. She endured it, jumped over, and complained, "There are not many good stepmothers in the world."
Song Hongguo saw that she was even more excited than him, so he advised her, "Forget it, it's okay to be angry with this kind of person. You can just pretend not to know him from now on."
Han Ying frowned, "Will she pester you again after knowing your identity?"
Song Hongguo laughed, "Does she have that kind of face? If she really dares to come, I will throw the prostitution contract on her face and ask her if her conscience still hurts after eating the ginseng I bought with the money from selling myself. "
Han Ying was amused, "Hearing what you said, I was hoping that she would go to you."
"Just be bad."
"Hahaha, not as good as you."
The two of them chatted and laughed, putting the incident behind them, and went straight to the area where bicycles were sold. There were five bicycles parked there, and in the most conspicuous position, there was a permanent brand bicycle, which is the most fashionable brand at the moment. Next, there are Flying Pigeon and Phoenix. However, here in Shandong Province, the most recognized ones are the Golden Deer and the 28-inch large bar. It is said that it can carry hundreds of kilograms of things without any problem, but it is not suitable for women to ride. After sitting on it, I can barely pedal the wheels, but if I want to use one leg to support the ground, even if it is not possible, and if I am a little petite, even if I can reach the pedals, I still need to keep tilting left and right when riding. The body and the posture really don't look good.
Song Hongguo looked at them one by one, and finally her eyes fell on the only Type 26 bicycle. It was a Phoenix brand, with leather seats and strong beams. There was a frame in the front to hold things, and there were seats in the back. It can carry people. The wheels are polished to be clear and shiny, and the materials are very solid. Even the spokes are very thick. It can be seen that a lot of effort has been put into it. Although many of the current technologies are backward, in this regard, it is much better than later generations.
Han Ying asked, "How is it? Do you agree?"
Song Hongguo looked at her angrily, "If I still don't like such a good car, what will happen if the sky strikes me like lightning?"
Han Ying joked, "Who knows? After all, you have such high vision. You can only like people from Huo Minglou. How can ordinary vulgar fans catch your eyes?"
Song Hongguo was angry and funny, "Is it going to end? How cruelly did Huo Minglou offend you?"
Han Ying didn't feel guilty after being exposed, and snorted, "It's just for your sake that I won't argue with him, otherwise..."
Song Hongguo said helplessly, "Okay, okay, you are most generous. Well, your aunt helped, do you want me to go and thank you in person?"
She changed the topic. Han Ying was just joking with her, so he naturally stopped it when he got along, "No, my aunt isn't here today. I'll just tell you later."
"Oh well……"
