Xu Yuehe ran out of the department store crying. She originally wanted to take advantage of Qin Xuezhong's prestige and wanted to hit Song Yiran well, but she was completely abused by her opponent! Since she was a child, she has never been so embarrassed, and today she has lost face. Maybe even Qin Xuezhong, the suitor, can't be saved.

Xu Yuehe was angry and remorseful, and hated Song Yiran so much that he didn't mention it for the time being.

only said that Song Yiran eliminated the brain-dead people without blood, and walked slowly to the department store with Lei Qianjun.

The combination of handsome men and beautiful women is really eye-catching, and it makes people feel pleasing to the eye just by looking at it. These two people are really compatible, walking together like virgins.

Song Yiran can be regarded as famous in the first fight, and many people think that this girl is very sharp-tongued.

The two of them were not too beautiful when they bought things in this environment, so they hurriedly bought two bottles of wine, picked out a piece of clothing for Xinxin, and hurried back to the county hospital.

Song Yiran opened the door of the dormitory and beckoned Lei Qianjun to sit down and rest for a while, she poured two glasses of water and handed Lei Qianjun a glass, "I really didn't look at the yellow calendar when I went out today, how did I meet her." ”

Lei Qianjun didn't say a word, looking as if he was angry.

Song Yiran also noticed this man's low air pressure, and after thinking about it, he suddenly realized, "Is it because I stopped you and didn't let you stand up for me, so you are angry??"

Lei Qianjun glanced up at her.

Song Yiran felt that his eyes were cold and swishing, "That, that woman is unreasonable, she is a shrew, if you stand out, she will dare to lie on you and scold you for being busy (homonym) Do you believe it or not?"

Lei Qianjun still didn't speak.

"You're a man, how can you come forward to deal with such a thing as a shrew! I know you want to protect me, but ......" Song Yiran stopped abruptly halfway through his words.

It's broken.

From beginning to end, Lei Qianjun did not express his attitude, but his mood was really not right. She thought self-righteously that perhaps his masculine dignity was at work! As if he didn't stand up for his girlfriend, he coaxed it, which was later called machismo.

But no!

Lei Qianjun is not that kind of person, he respects women and does not have the problem of machismo.

"Do you have anything to ask me?"

Lei Qianjun chuckled, "Reacted?" This little fox has secrets hidden everywhere.

Song Yiran is sure that it is the great unity that is causing the trouble.

Lei Qianjun didn't wear this coat yesterday, and when he went to buy pork ribs, he just took out some special tickets and a ten-yuan big unity, and did not reveal how much money he brought, and he shouldn't know.

His coat pocket is very deep, and he also has a pocket cover, when he is outside, Lei Qianjun also habitually puts his hand in his pocket, who can see that there is so much money in it!

She could, but she couldn't.

Song Yiran sighed, feeling helpless. There are too many secrets in my body, but none of them can be said, even if it is the closest person, I am afraid.

"The ......"

"If you don't want to say it, don't say it!"

The two of them spoke at the same time, but Lei Qianjun's words made Song Yiran stunned.

If you don't want to say it, don't say it! It seems to be a simple sentence, but in fact, the words are full of trust and respect.

Song Yiran smiled, "Actually, there is nothing that can't be said, I can feel the yin qi and the wealth qi." She showed a particularly confident smile, but she was silently complaining in her heart, she had told too many lies in her life. No wonder the old saying goes, if you tell a lie, you have to use countless lies to justify yourself, and sure enough......

"Wealth?" Lei Qianjun heard this for the first time, "What is that?"

"It's money, mundane, gold, silver. Song Yiran said, "It's still early, why don't you accompany me to the thrift market?" She wanted to prove to Lei Qianjun that she could feel the wealth.

The two men went out again and went to the thrift market.

In fact, this is a flea market spontaneously set up by the people, taking out things that are not needed at home and exchanging them for money, or bartering things for what they need.

This kind of thing used to be very common, but in the past few years, when the wind was tight, it turned from light to dark, or disappeared. After the wave of reform and opening up the system set off a nationwide upsurge, many people began to abandon their prejudices, started to work as individuals, and started trading, and the rural areas even implemented the land contract responsibility system. This kind of small flea market, which was already invisible, has sprung up like mushrooms after a rain.

There are several such thrift markets in the county, the largest of which is located near the new school. Every Sunday, there are a lot of people who come here to sell, buy, or just watch the excitement.

Song Yiran has wanted to come for a long time, and he has not been available, and today he is taking this opportunity to Taobao.

When the two arrived at the thrift market, they were really shocked by the lively scene in front of them, and at a cursory glance, this market was not small, there were one or two hundred people on the scene, which could be described as crowded.

Song Yiran took Lei Qianjun to Taobao.

On the stalls here, you can see all kinds of strange things, some sell villain books, some sell old thermoses, some sell medicinal herbs, and even sell estimating clothes. It can be said that there is a wide variety and it is dazzling.

Song Yiran didn't have time to take a closer look, so he took Lei Qianjun to the stall selling scrap copper and rotten iron.

Sure enough, it didn't take long for her to have a harvest.

A bronze statue of a villain, covered with oil, black and black, can no longer see the original appearance. Song Yiran shook it and said softly, "It's quite heavy, smashing walnuts, almonds are just right." ”

The seller offered a dollar, and Song Yiran threw it down and left, "It's just this broken thing, is it worth a dollar when buried like this?"

The stall owner was a man with glasses, who was thin, and hurriedly said, "Girl, don't be in a hurry to leave, you can pay a price!"

"Liumao!"

The man thought about it for a while, then beckoned to her, "Okay, it's sold." "Anyway, it's a pile of things in the corner, and it's still there, and it can be sold for six cents, which is already a big price.

Song Yiran paid the money, and then asked the seller for an old newspaper, wrapped the bronze statue, and let Lei Qianjun hold it.

Lei Qianjun was also puzzled, but he was a more qualified follower, he paid for things, didn't talk much, and supported Song Yiran's decision 100%, never asking why.

Although, what she bought seemed to be quite unreliable.

There are actually walnuts that are sold, and it is said that they are picked from the mountains and dried in the sun.

Song Yiran didn't say a word, he bought several catties, and even bought the small basket where people sold walnuts.

Next, Song Yiran bought another string of beads.

The seller said that it was handed down by the older generation of his family, and it was agate.

The two of you talked about the price back and forth, and in the end, Song Yiran threw him a dollar, "Love to sell or not." ”

The stall owner felt that he had made a fortune, and of course he sold it. Song Yiran threw the beads to Lei Qianjun to hold, and picked up the bricks from the seller's stall, "I'm short of a walnut smasher, this one belongs to me." ”

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