The bookstore in the capital is really big, with three floors, all kinds of books are very complete, and it is really overcrowded, and you have to queue up to pay the money, after all, this is indeed an era when knowledge changes fate.

Zhan Boxiang's eyes also lit up.

Yun Xiaoshuang has experience, bought a lot of review materials for junior high school and high school, and many extracurricular reading books, both in Chinese and English, such as books such as "How Steel is Made", and some reading materials for primary school students, each of which was selected two sets, ready to keep one set at home, and then donated one set to the school.

An hour later, the two came out with a large white bag.

The bag was the kind of white bag for fertilizer, and the word "urea" was printed on it, which was kindly given to them by the staff of the bookstore when they saw that they had bought too many books.

"I'm going to hire a car." Zhan Boxiang glanced at Yun Xiaoshuang, "Wait a minute." ”

"No, there's a car." Yun Xiaoshuang smiled, went straight over and opened the door of a black sedan parked on the side of the road, "Zheng Ershao, you have been with us for two hours, just right, send us to the post office." "It's easy to mail such a heavy thing.

Of course, she could have placed it there at No. 2, but she was afraid of scaring Zhan Boxiang.

The corners of Zheng Xingchen's mouth twitched, but he didn't refuse, and stretched out his hand from the car window: "Hello, my name is Zheng Xingchen." ”

"Hello, Zhan Boxiang, Yun Xiaoshuang's husband." Zhan Boxiang did not show timidity, and reached out to shake the other party's hand.

Zheng Xingchen smiled weirdly, whether it is a husband or not, I have to say two things.

Soon arrived at the post office, Zheng Xingchen found an acquaintance, so he quickly completed the mailing procedures, and even the money was paid by him, and he also refused Yun Xiaoshuang's money: "Count it as a meeting gift." ”

The corners of Yun Xiaoshuang's mouth twitched: "Your gift is too cold, isn't it?" ”

"No way, business is not good, you can make do with it." Zheng Xingchen spread his hands and said calmly.

Yun Xiaoshuang rolled her eyes, and then pulled Zhan Boxiang away.

"I'll send you back."

"No need, I'm going to press the road with my man, so don't be a light bulb." Yun Xiaoshuang raised her hand and waved.

Zheng Xingchen looked at the backs of the two of them, and the corners of his mouth hooked, sister, I look forward to you coming home, but what does the light bulb mean? Illuminated?

"Frost, why do I think he's a little different from you?" Zhan Boxiang glanced back at Zheng Xingchen, "And you seem to be very different from him." ”

"Jealous?"

"I believe you, so I'm not jealous, but haven't you noticed? The eyes of the two of you are very similar to ......"

"Perhaps...... Maybe I'm his own sister? Yun Xiaoshuang spread her hands, Miss Yun and Yun Zhonghua are not related by blood, which means that she is not a child of the Yun family, and in connection with Zheng Lao's previous performance, as well as Zheng Xing'er who she had just seen, she speculated that Miss Yun was likely to have reversed her life with Zheng Xing'er.

After all, Zheng Xing'er is quite similar to Ma Juhua, especially the nose with a slight hook, which is carved out of a mold.

Just thinking about it is quite bloody, enough to write a million words.

Just looking at Yang Xiaomin's appearance, she doesn't really want to recognize her mother, and she is still so comfortable now.

"If you are the eldest lady of the Zheng family, will you dislike me?" Zhan Boxiang felt a little pressured.