(Will be updated on time at 12 noon)
Wang Xilou doesn't like visiting jewelry stores, but he has a soft spot for home appliance stores.
After paying the money and telling people when it would be delivered to their homes, the master and apprentice walked around the home appliance city.
The electrical appliances at home usually have to break down about three times before they are replaced, because usually they cannot be repaired after three or four times. It is not that the family is in such a tight financial situation, it is simply because Wang Xilou is nostalgic for the past, and his little heart can't listen to the wind and he will be unreasonable. They need to be replaced with new ones, but her things are well maintained and treated like treasures, so they can be used for many years.
It’s not that she doesn’t buy things, on the contrary, she buys a lot of useless and redundant things to take home.
Just because she loves petty gains, she usually drives a small battery and goes to the mall to hear good news when she has time.
When she saw some special offers, clearances, reduced prices, etc., she couldn't move away. After all, she was a woman stupid enough to believe in TV commercials. Feng Wuli started to persuade her in a sensible way. Unfortunately, his persuasion had little effect and could stop her. Blind buying only leads to poverty.
"Look at this lazy rice cooker, it has so many functions." She touched an off-brand rice cooker with a curious look on her face, obviously a little interested.
"Liar." Feng Wuli said without thinking.
"Here we go again." The little zombie could already predict the death chant of the little apprentice.
"Those who use multiple functions as a gimmick usually cannot do anything on their own." Feng Wuli explained: "And this brand-name product has no guarantee, no after-sales service, and its service life must be very short. It is cheap, and it is probably just a throw away in half a year. Short-lived things..."
Before he could finish his words, a delicate hand pinched his upper and lower lips.
Wang Xilou looked unkind and signaled him to shut up quickly, pointing at himself with his other index finger: "I, Master."
Then he pointed at Feng Wuli, who was already a head taller than him: "You, apprentice, listen to me, do you understand?"
Feng Wuli couldn't speak and gave her a roll of his eyes. Faced with this boy's disrespectful eyes, Wang Xilou was selectively blind, and then he just pulled his face to both sides fiercely and let go.
"It doesn't feel as good as when I was a kid, it's so hard." She sighed, remembering her cute little apprentice who could blush for a long time just by pinching her when she was still a boy.
Feng Wuli asked: "Do you want to change the rice cooker? The one at home is older than me, and the rice takes a long time to cook."
When it comes to buying new things, Wang Xilou hesitates again, "After using it for so many years, I can wait until the end of my life..."
"It burns every time."
"Master likes to eat burnt food." She said very harshly.
Feng Wuli is not in a hurry. After moving to the house in the city, most of the home appliances will definitely need to be replaced.
The phone rang, Feng Wuli took it out and looked at it.
"Who sent you the message?" The little zombie glanced at it.
"Coach Luo." Coach Luo is his driving school instructor.
"oh."
“Coach Luo told me that I didn’t need to practice driving anymore and that I wouldn’t be free until after the tenth day of the Lunar New Year, so I took the time to register for the subject three exam.”
Feng Wuli also replied to a message, and then wandered around the mall with the little zombie. After looking around the home appliance city, Wang Xilou felt itchy after seeing so much.
Poverty prompted her to leave here.
In the overcrowded shopping mall, the two of them were like two splashes of water blending into the sea. There were only two days left to celebrate the New Year, and the number of people in the shopping mall was three or four times the usual. The crowds in front of some crowded shops were almost pushing and shoving.
I wonder if he has lived for too long. When he walks into a sea of people like this, Wang Xilou’s thinking will become slower than usual. In fact, what Feng Wuli doesn’t know is that Wang Xilou hates the streets in the morning. There are breakfast stalls open on the side and the bustling and crowded downtown.
What is the reason? She is stupid and not smart, so she can't tell. Every time she stands between the two, she watches the white mist rising from the food on the breakfast stall dissipate in the early sun, watching the sea of people disappear. If you swallow yourself, you will feel sad involuntarily.
There were too many people. Feng Wuli grabbed Wang Xilou's wrist and pulled her forward. The little zombie was dragged away in a daze.
She turned to look
Looking around, the crowds of people crowded together left only a very narrow space for them. The noisy environment made it difficult for her to hear what her little apprentice was saying to her.
She asked the question two or three times, and Feng Wuli answered it two or three times.
Still can't hear clearly.
She stepped up and put her ear to his mouth, and asked again.
"I said, it's almost Chinese New Year and there are a lot of people." It's not an important thing.
Wang Xilou was in a daze. Yes, there are not many people during the Chinese New Year, right? She wanted to say this, but it was too noisy nearby, and he would not be able to hear her clearly. It would be too stupid to repeat the three questions and three answers.
It’s Chinese New Year again.
At this time, she turned around and saw a large mirror on the wall. The world in the mirror was as crowded as outside the mirror. Wang Xilou saw herself in the crowd and the young man next to her who was complaining about the crowd. The other man held her hand and let her go. She walked faster. He had just ordered two cups of milk tea and was going to pick them up now.
This person likes to drink milk tea as much as he did when he was a child, and he doesn't listen to himself even if he says it's unhygienic many times.
The weather was very cold. A smile appeared on her brows, and white mist leaked from the corners of her mouth. "Look." Wang Xilou pulled Feng Wuli and asked him to look at the mirror over there.
Feng Wuli turned around and glanced: "What's good to see, isn't it just a mirror?"
"Hands, look at the hands holding together."
He really didn't understand the meaning of this sentence. Didn't he hold hands for a long time?
She didn't say anything, she was as happy as a cat that stole a fish.
Wang Xilou lost him one day after the Chinese New Year.
It seemed to be almost as cold as this year. It was also the 28th of the year. The two of them wore freshly made winter clothes and went to the West Market to buy some new year goods.
Naturally, there were not as many people as now, but on a rare street day, it was also approaching the Chinese New Year, so the West Market was still crowded.
It was very lively to kill pigs and sheep on the street, urchins ran past holding candy figures, adults teased children with windmills, ladies gathered around the vendors picking hairpins, and talented people greeted each other from a distance.
The man wearing the mask looked strong, but he was actually dying.
The atmosphere on the street is festive for the New Year.
Wang Xilou wore the same clothes as him, and the bright red color was very eye-catching.
The man asked her why she made him a red suit. She said that she was wearing a festive dress for the New Year, but in fact she had a small selfish intention, but if she said it out, she would be so embarrassed that she would find a hole to hide. She only felt that she was such a three hundred Old girls who are many years old are really ridiculous.
Although he had done a lot of ridiculous things during this period, last night he actually thought about burning down his own house so that he could sleep in his room. Then he had all these things in one room, and he couldn't bear to let himself sleep on the floor. Well, when the time comes, half pushed and half put on the spot, wouldn’t I be...
Wang Xilou, Wang Xilou, you are such a shameless prodigal!
Alas, let alone sleeping in his room... Wang Xilou glanced at the other person's free hand, and then saw the pair of little mandarin ducks next to him who seemed to have grown up together. He felt endless sadness and sighs in his heart.
I don't even have the courage to hold that person's hand.
Finally, she gritted her teeth and seemed to have thought of some good excuse. She went up and asked, "There are many people, can I help you? Otherwise, you will fall down later."
"You really think I'm a centenarian, and I still need your support."
There was an uncontrollable sadness between Wang Xilou's brows.
The man couldn't bear the Master's behavior, so he quickly changed the subject: "If you are really worried about me, don't be careless. Last night, there was water in your room, and I had to rush to put out the fire. Otherwise, you might not just I can live in the woodshed now."
Dajiang Zhi's expression was a bit unnatural, unnatural and ugly.
Thinking of this man's heroic performance in putting out the fire last night, she spent the rest of the night hammering on the wall when she couldn't sleep.
After a pause, he asked doubtfully: "But it's strange, it's not like the sky is dry, so why is there water?"
Wang Xilou felt sweat breaking out on the back of his neck even in the winter, "I, I don't know either."
Feng Wuli turned to look at her: "Why do you seem so nervous?"
"What? Nervous?" Wang Xilou hurriedly explained: "No!" His voice was an octave higher.
Feng Wuli couldn't help but remain silent.
What is this woman thinking about all day long?
