Supermarket Space: Traveling Through the Ages and Marrying a Rough Guy

  Chapter 12 Disturbed

  Of course, she didn't encounter the predicament of the little girl in front of her. If she did, she might make such a decision. After all, filling the stomach is the most important thing, and watches can't be eaten as food.

"Yeah." Song Xi raised her hand to wipe away her tears, and nodded lightly, "Please, beautiful sister, keep it a secret for me, don't let my husband know, because this is the watch he gave me, if I let him know, I will sell him He must have been very upset about the watch he gave me."

Song Xi's tearful eyes were full of reluctance and helplessness, which made Li Qingqing's heart ache, "Little girl, I like your watch very much. It happens that mine has been used for several years. , I want to change a new watch, would you sell it to me? How about a hundred dollars? In addition, I will give you two more cloth tickets, okay? I only have cloth tickets, and the other tickets have been used up. "

   "Beautiful sister, are you really willing to buy my watch?" Song Xi wiped her tears and looked at Li Qingqing in disbelief.

   What a nice guy, what a nice guy, it seems that next time I have to come over and give her something, otherwise she will feel a little bit sorry.

Li Qingqing was afraid that Song Xi would repent, so she quickly took out the money, counted it, put a stack of money and cloth tickets into Song Xi's hand, then took the watch over, checked the time, and put the watch on her wrist , appreciating with satisfaction.

"Beautiful sister, thank you for helping me solve my urgent need. I will send you the mountain products in the mountains when I am in good health." Song Xi held a thick stack of money, not to mention how satisfied. It seems that handicrafts are very popular in this era. It's quite valuable. An ordinary watch worth tens of dollars can sell for hundreds of dollars in this era. Maybe she can make a fortune just by selling watches.

"Little girl, then you have to keep your word. I'm waiting for your mountain goods." Li Qingqing drew a simple road map of the night market on a piece of paper, as well as the time and specific address of the big fair nearby, and handed it to Song Xi. , "You can buy food here without a ticket, but the price is a bit more expensive than in the grocery store. Also, there are only people there before dawn and after dark. Don't go during the day, and there is no one there."

"Thank you pretty sister." After successfully getting the road map of the night market, Song Xi almost jumped for joy. She wished she could hug Li Qingqing and kiss them fiercely. With Li Qingqing's help, she wouldn't have to be like a headless chicken Running around.

In order to express her gratitude, Song Xi pretended to take out a hairpin and a hairband from her pocket and stuffed them into Li Qingqing's hands. She chose a relatively simple style, which was not out of the ordinary and would not cause unnecessary trouble .

"Don't call me beautiful sister anymore. My name is Li Qingqing. You can tell at a glance that you are younger than me. If you don't mind, you can call me Sister Qingqing in the future. When you come to the commune, remember to come to the guest house to see me. I probably won't change jobs." Li Qingqing was very happy but shy when the little girl called her 'beautiful sister' one after another.

"Okay, thank you Sister Qingqing, then I'll go back to my room first and don't disturb Sister Qingqing's work." Song Xi folded up the wiring diagram and stored it carefully, then waved to Li Qingqing, turned around and left slowly , She wanted to cheer and jump, but her body didn't allow her, so she could only go back so slowly.

  Back in the room, Song Xi avoided the wound on the back of his head, and lay down gently on the bed, thinking in his mind how to avoid Zhou Yi and go to the night market to sell things.

   She would not tell Zhou Yi about the supermarket, she dared not test people's hearts.

   When the time comes, she will bring Zhou Yi to use the money she makes, and she will also bring Zhou Yi to eat the delicious food inside. There is no need to tell Zhou Yi at all.

  Song Xi took out two simple watches from the supermarket, one for men and one for women. After checking the time, she hid them, planning to give the men's watches to Zhou Yi when the time was right.

Hearing footsteps outside the door, knowing that Zhou Yi was back, Song Xi hurriedly got up and opened the curtains a little, making the room brighter. Zhou Yi opened the door and walked in. Seeing Song Xi standing by the window, a little Surprised, "Daughter-in-law, didn't you rest?"

   "Take a rest for a while." Song Xi turned to look at him, his moist eyes met Zhou Yi's, this man seemed to be pretty good in other respects except for his tough-guy face that made people a little nervous.

"I'm sorry, daughter-in-law, I was late, I didn't buy anything delicious, I only bought a few steamed buns, and then I went to the supply and marketing agency to buy a can of malted milk, you first eat steamed buns with malted milk, in the evening Let's go early to see if we can get broth or noodles." After Zhou Yi apologized, he walked to the table, put the things on the table, made a cup of malted milk for Song Xi, and handed her a steamed bun .

  Although Song Xi has never drunk malted milk, this does not prevent her from knowing that malted milk is a luxury in this era, and most people are reluctant to buy it. Zhou Yi is willing to buy it for her, which shows that he really cares about her.

  So this time, Song Xi felt a little confused, and didn't know how to face Zhou Yi. She was not that good, and she would disappoint him and disappoint him.

Song Xi suppressed the inexplicable feeling in her heart, lowered her head and took a sip of malted milk essence. It had a milky, sweet taste, and an inexplicable fragrance, like the modern milk tea bag. It was almost okay for her to drink it occasionally, every day Drink, she can't accept it, not because she is hypocritical, but because she really can't accept things that are too sweet.

   So Song Xi pushed the tea mug in front of Zhou Yi, "Brother Yi, this malted milk extract is too sweet, I can't drink it now, you should drink it, I'll just drink warm water."

   "Daughter-in-law, are you concerned about me?" Zhou Yi looked at Song Xi with a smile in his eyes, as if he was very happy.

Song Xi's eyes dodged, and she didn't dare to look at Zhou Yi. Her concern might not be the same as the kind of concern he wanted. What he wanted should be the kind of sweet concern between lovers. Just ordinary concerns.

Seeing the embarrassment on the little daughter-in-law's face, Zhou Yi stopped teasing her. After pouring her a cup of warm water, he drank the malted milk that the little daughter-in-law gave him. stuff too!

  Song Xi took a sip of warm water and a mouthful of steamed buns. The steamed buns in state-run restaurants are made of pure white flour, without any coarse grain noodles in them.

Thinking about it, Zhou Yi must have bought the expensive ones for her. After all, the cheap corn buns are very hard and irritate her throat. Although she has never eaten them herself, she has searched for that feeling in the memory of little 'Song Xi'. All in all, not a good feeling.

"Brother Yi, why don't you eat?" Seeing Zhou Yiguang drinking malted milk and not taking steamed buns, Song Xi asked in puzzlement. They ate at the same time in the morning, and it was already afternoon. She didn't believe he wasn't hungry. .

   Unless he is reluctant to eat.

  (end of this chapter)