291. Gift-giving
291. Gift-giving
Xia Xiaowei carefully took out a blue silk scarf from her baggage. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½
"Pomegranate, this silk scarf is our specialty there, it is made of silk, it is light, soft and warm, and I see that you like this color very much, so I brought a piece to give it to you."
Pomegranate took it and took a look, it felt really good, 100% silk composition, and the color was also what pomegranate liked. It goes well with those clothes of Pomegranate.
"This silk scarf is really good, how much does it cost? I'll give it to you. ā
"Pomegranate, don't mention the money to me, I bought it for you."
"It's not good! Reactive power is not punished. ā
"Why are you not working? Your merit is great, if you don't mention it, how could we think of getting up to do business, and it will not be possible to improve our lives, you see I sell wholesale things in school, and after a semester, my income is higher than my husband's salary income, and I go back to do a holiday business during the holidays, which is equivalent to his salary income for a year. My family's standard of living did not decrease because I went to university, but rather improved. My husband said, you are the noble man of our family! This piece of silk scarf is really nothing compared to what you helped me, it's just a little bit of our heart. ā
Pomegranate smiled and said: "I gave you this idea, you have to do it, no matter how good the idea, if you don't put it into action, it will be in vain." But I'm glad to see that your life has improved in this way, okay! I'll just accept this silk scarf, thank you! ā
"Thanks for what? You're so polite. ā
"By the way, Pomegranate, this holiday, have you and Jiang Hongxiang run cram schools again?"
"I did it, I didn't plan to do it, but a few students before asked to continue to do it, so I did it, and the number of people was about the same as the previous holiday. Ay! This holiday, just to run this cram school, Jiang Hongxiang and I barely had a good rest, and I didn't even have time to go back to my hometown. ā
"What's the point of having money to make all this? When I went back this time, I didn't even have a good meal for a family of three setting up a stall on the street on the day of the Chinese New Year. ā
"Yes, everything is like this, and there is a reward for what you give."
"You see, we can make a little money, but compared to you, this money is nothing, but I am convinced, I have to admit that you have that ability."
While they were talking, Li Qin and Hu Hongmei came back.
Li Qin's eyes were quick, and he snatched the silk scarf in Pomegranate's hand and said, "Wow! This silk scarf is so beautiful, the touch and texture are also good, Xia Xiaowei, you are rich in silk there, this is what you have there, right? ā
Xia Xiaowei said: "Be careful, this is made of silk, don't break it, this is the pomegranate I gave us, because of the idea she gave us, we made a little money, although we are in school, we can also make money to supplement the family."
Xia Xiaowei was afraid that Li Qin and Hu Hongmei would also want to, so she deliberately said so.
Sure enough, Li Qin didn't hear Xia Xiaowei's words, "You are really biased, we live in a dormitory, why don't we have me and Hu Hongmei?" ā
"This silk scarf production is small, in short supply, this one, my husband entrusted someone to get it with great difficulty, although I am a local, but I don't use a piece myself? Many of us there bought it as a gift, and they were reluctant to use it, pomegranate is my guiding light, according to my husband, it is a nobleman, so we did everything possible to get a piece to give her. ā
Li Qin really heard that this silk scarf is not only expensive, but also difficult to buy.
"Alright! How much is a piece, I will give you the money, and you will help me bring a piece back next time you go home. ā
Hu Hongmei also touched the silk scarf, "It's really good, it must be very expensive, right?" ā
Xia Xiaowei refused: "I'm sorry, Li Qin, I'm afraid it's hard to get, I don't know how much it is, this piece was made by my husband to an acquaintance of an acquaintance, because my husband helped him, so he didn't ask for my husband's money, he has already troubled him once, and if he troubles him again, I'm sorry."
Pomegranate took the silk scarf from Li Qin and Hu Hongmei's hands, "This silk scarf is so hard-won, I have to take good care of it." ā
Li Qin listened to Xia Xiaowei's words, and then gave up and changed the topic, "If you raise silkworms and sell silk there, it must be very profitable, right?" ā
"A few years ago, the mulberry trees were destroyed and the silkworms were raised, but now they are slowly recovering, and there may be more and more in the future, and there will be more and more silk woven."
After the start of school, soon, everyone continued with their previous life, and in the evening, Hu Hongmei and Zheng Kai went to a crowded place outside to set up stalls to sell all kinds of goods.
Li Qin and Xia Xiaowei sell daily necessities and snacks on campus, while Pomegranate and Jiang Hongxiang either go to the library or find a place on campus to read books and chat with each other.
Life on campus is monotonous and fulfilling, and a month has passed in a blink of an eye.
It was Saturday, Pomegranate and Jiang Hongxiang went shopping and came back, and at the school gate, they saw a stout man arguing with the doorman.
The man looked like an authentic peasant dressed in a real way, he muttered in the local dialect, and he couldn't hear what he was saying, and the doorman said: "This is a university campus, not a park, not a vegetable market, do you think anyone can enter and exit?" Go somewhere else and play. ā
The man babbled on again.
The doorman said, "What kind of bird language are you talking about, and who can understand what you say?"
The man said in rusty and broken Mandarin, "I'm looking for my wife, and my wife is going to college here."
"Your wife is that major? Which class is it? "The attitude of the doorman is better, and the people who come here to go to college have all kinds of families and backgrounds, but the people who read from here will be well mixed in the future.
The stout man's face turned red and he shook his head.
The doorman waved his hand impatiently, "The school is so big, there are so many students, you don't know which major, which level, which class, how can you find this?" Even if you were to let you in, you wouldn't find anyone. Besides, who knows if you're a liar, your wife isn't here at all, and if she goes to school here, how can you not even know what major she's studying? ā
The stout man was anxious, spoke a dialect, and found that others couldn't understand it at all, so he patiently said in awkward Mandarin: "I............ Old...... Old woman...... Call...... Wildly...... Red...... Plums! ā
Pomegranate and Jiang Hongxiang, who were walking into the door, paused when they heard this.
The man said anxiously: "Hu Hongmei! Hu Hongmei! My wife's name is Hu Hongmei! ā