"Second brother, have you forgotten that we still make money ourselves?" Xiang Wan stood still and reminded Xiang Kesong, "And this tape recorder is not only for you!"

"I ......" Xiang Kesong looked at Xiang Wan, he wanted to say that he couldn't spend the money he earned like this. But he was embarrassed to say, after all, he didn't earn the money.

Pursing his lips vigorously, Xiang Kesong pondered for a moment and asked Xiang Wan: "Xiaowan, are you sure...... Do you want a tape recorder?"

"Well, I want to use it. With Xiang Wan's English level, the tape recorder can only be bought as an ornament, but Xiang Kesong has wanted the tape recorder for a long time.

Xiang Wan knew that in a cardboard box under the bed in Xiang Kesong's room, there were dozens of tapes piled up there, including English and music, all of which were not given to him by his classmates. It's a pity that there is no tape recorder at home, and the tapes become a pile of useless waste.

Xiang Kesong saw that Xiang Wan looked serious, and after a while, he gritted his teeth and finally compromised: "Okay, then...... Give the money!"

Xiang Wan pursed his lips and smiled, his eyes narrowed into crescent moons. It's a good feeling to be able to fulfill the wishes of the person you love, even though the other person is always reluctant to admit that this is his wish.

Fifty-eight yuan five, the money from Xiang Wan's initial sale of handkerchiefs, as well as the money from the sale on the road this time, were all pasted in.

According to Xiang Kesong's original idea, the maximum number of second-hand purchases would not exceed twenty, so that they could leave a lot of money. But how could he insist on a new one for the night, and the elder brother was reluctant to dismiss his sister's heart, and finally watched his sister spend money like water.

But in the end, he was the happiest.

On the way back, Xiang Kesong always held the tape recorder tightly to his chest, looking vigilant and dangerous. I don't know the situation, I thought he was holding a huge sum of 100,000 yuan.

When the two arrived home, it was just after noon, and Xiang Qiaoyun went to work again after lunch.

There was leftover food on the stove, and when he poked out that it was still hot, he called out to Kesong to come over and eat.

However, at this time, Xiang Kesong still had the slightest intention of eating, and as soon as he entered the room, he directly poured out the tapes that were treasured under the bed, plugged in the tape recorder, and soon, the music that belonged to this era came out of the room happily.

Xiang Wan smiled lightly, didn't bother Xiang Kesong anymore, and served his own meal.

At six o'clock in the afternoon, it was time for Xiang Qiaoyun to get off work. Yesterday, things were palpitating, and Xiang Wan came to the gate of the carton factory five minutes in advance with Xiang Kesong to wait for Xiang Qiaoyun.

As usual, Xiang Qiaoyun came out with the others. It's just that Xiang Qiaoyun's expression today is obviously different from usual, with strangeness in her doubts, she has been thinking about something, and she didn't even see Xiang Wan and Xiang Kesong who came to pick her up.

"Big sister!" Xiang Kesong shouted to Qiao Yun, Xiang Qiao Yun came back to his senses, and when he looked up, he saw the two of them.

"You're back!" The strangeness and confusion disappeared in an instant when he saw the brother and sister, and a smile came from the heart, "Are you here to pick me up?"

"Well, eldest sister, what were you thinking just now? We are standing in the middle of the gate, if it weren't for the second brother calling you, I'm afraid you wouldn't even look at us!" Xiang Wan pouted slightly coquettishly.

"Ah, sorry, I just got distracted. Actually, I'm ...... today."

"Qiaoyun, brother and sister are here to take you home?" Suddenly, a person from the same factory greeted Xiang Qiaoyun, and Xiang Qiaoyun hurriedly turned his head halfway through the words, "Ah, yes, they both rest today." ”

"Hehe, it's good!" the man smiled and waved goodbye to Qiao Yun, who also waved goodbye to Qiao Yun and greeted several other colleagues.

I didn't finish my words halfway, but Xiang Qiaoyun didn't want to say it outside, so she dragged one in one hand and said, "Let's go, I'll tell you when I go home!"