Chapter 397 Purchase

Ding Xuewei intended to let Mrs. Xu know her strength, and after sending Ding Lao Wu away, she walked leisurely with Mrs. Xu's grandmother and grandson to Linglong Pavilion.

Along the way, Mrs. Xu asked about the situation of the Ding family over the years, and Ding Xue said lightly.

Her eyes were full of anger when she heard that their sisters were swept away by the flood, and when she talked about her grandmother, she said that the sky has eyes, and when Ding Xue casually mentioned the Wang family, she kept her voice silent.

Regarding Xiao Li's family, the Wang family and the mother's family, she didn't mention it, and when it came to the Li family and Old Man Ding, she was even more strict to warn the juniors not to publicize the elders.

Mrs. Xu is a very moderate person, Ding Xue asked slightly, but she didn't say anything about anything serious, even if she was wearing a patched old clothes, she said that life was okay.

How the Xu family is so depressed that they don't even have a tile to cover their bodies, and how her hair, which is not yet completely white, is all white, it is just a sentence of a few evil things.

Ding Xuewei used to think about filial piety, she was not bad for this bowl of rice, but now, she felt that Mrs. Xu was worthy of her filial piety.

"Grandma, why don't we stop by and buy some clothes?"

The grandmother of the Xu family and Ding Xuewei stood together, they really couldn't see it, and the clothes Ding Xuewei was wearing were a satire of their predicament.

However, in the face of her tentative and worried gaze, Mrs. Xu, who wanted to say that she didn't need to break the bank, nodded.

Although Ding Xuewei stood in front of Linglong Pavilion and said this, but when she entered Linglong Pavilion, Mrs. Xu didn't think much about it, when Ding Xuewei had a good relationship with Xi Niangzi, who had a unique charm in Linglong Pavilion, and took out a silver ticket to help buy clothes, she was even more at a loss than Xi Niangzi.

"This!" Xi Niangzi looked at the silver ticket and was a little embarrassed.

Ding Xue smiled generously: "It's the same with Aunt Zhang in Fucheng, Ding is Ding, Mao is Mao." โ€

Their sisters', she asks for it, and she doesn't ask for money.

Chen Yurang gave it, and she would not refuse.

Old man Ding, two old men or other needs at home, but she will pay for everything she picks when she enters the store.

Collect more and collect less, and look at the person who collects.

"As much as possible." She gestured to the silver ticket in her hand.

Xi Niangzi saw the problem of the silver ticket in her meaning, did not name it, and silently took it: "Then, it will be disrespectful." โ€

Ding Xuewei pointed out that the silver ticket needed to be paid attention to, and Xi Niangzi found an excuse to choose a suitable dress and left the guest room.

During this time, there was not much carpentry to invite, and the Linglong Pavilion in Fucheng was not able to replace the scene decoration she provided before, let alone the storefronts in this county.

Again, the clerk in the Linglong Pavilion has the eyesight to see that it does not mean that the customers in the store also have it.

In order to avoid anything that made the Xu family's grandmother and grandson uncomfortable, she did not object when Xi Niangzi took them to the guest room in the courtyard.

This side of the room is different from the upstairs room, which is for relatives and friends of the store employees, or sellers of good embroidery and fabrics.

"Grandma, they do a good job of this crispy fruit, try it."

When Mrs. Xu came back to her senses, Ding Xuewei pushed a plate of dim sum in front of her.

Mrs. Xu subconsciously looked at the dim sum plate.

"This crisp fruit is very well done."

Crisp fruit is a traditional dim sum in Fengcheng Province, which is a sweet little pastry.

picked up one and stuffed it into the mouth of Xu Jiang, who was sitting upright like a little adult, and then forced a bite for Mrs. Xu, Ding Xuewei ate it at this time: "There is a salty fragrance in Bazhen Building, go back and taste it grandma." โ€

One big and one small are a little unaccustomed, and they don't know what to do when they bite into the sweet crispy fruit in their mouths.

"Anping doesn't know if he has eaten salty and empty crisp fruit, and he doesn't like the sweet."

Speaking of Anping's dislike of sweet crispy fruits, Ding Xuewei's big eyes looked at Xu Jiang with deep meaning.

"It's not that you don't like braised pork? Anping didn't like it either. โ€

Xu Jiang doesn't like to eat braised pork... Compared with the salty and spicy ones, he is not very receptive to braised pork.

Ding Xuewei didn't say anything about this before, but now that she wants to win over the relationship, this child is as cute as Anping... Compared with himself, his appearance is closer to Pan Di's three little ones!

"Grandma, are you sure I'm like my grandma?" Ding Xuewei suddenly doubted, really doubted.

Her span is really not acceptable to the grandmother of the Xu family.

Speechless, the grandmother looked at each other.

"Speechless to me, this expression is more like!" Ding Xuewei suddenly felt a little uncomfortable: "I don't know how they are now!" โ€

What did Mrs. Xu want to say before, what Xu Jiang was thinking, and both of them forgot about it at this moment.

"Do you like it?" Ding Xuewei stuffed Xu Jiang with a crisp fruit.

The baby who was originally very old and serious just had a meal with her, and her reaction degraded when she faced her, and she almost didn't know which one to chew first.

"I don't like it! Sure enough, your taste is similar to Anping! โ€

"It's not."

The little baby was vague.

"You love this! I'll make it for you to eat, I haven't made this thing yet. Ding Xue looked spoiled.

Mrs. Xu was silent.

I don't know if it's because her emotions come and go quickly, or if she doesn't remember well, the thoughts of the previous moment are gone in the next second.

"No, you don't."

finally swallowed the two pieces of crisp fruit, and Xu Jiang saw the outside.

Ding Xue's slightly cheerful eyebrows and eyes were leisurely: "You don't like what I did for you?" โ€

Xu Jiang was silent.

Big question mark in a small head.

Could his cousin's mood change be too fast?

What should he say next?

Like or dislike?

Why don't you think it's right?!

"Xuewei, Jiang'er is just afraid of tiring you." Mrs. Xu helped explain.

Ding Xue looked back and forth at the two grandmothers and grandchildren, and asked a soul torture: "Does the family still need to talk to the two families?" โ€

Mrs. Xu's grandchildren: "ยทยทยทยทยท"

There is no need to speak two words in a family, but their family surname is Ding and their surname is Xu, not a family!

didn't give Ding Xuewei a chance to say anything, Xi Niangzi led a group of twelve people into the door.

"The old lady will take a look at the style first, and if you close your eyes, try it on your upper body."

How many clothes and accessories can I buy for 10,000 taels?

For ordinary ready-to-wear stores, it is not a problem to cover ten rooms.

General jewelry stores can make up for it.

Linglong Pavilion here, you let the configuration, what is not in the county can be found in the city for you, and what is not in the city can be transferred to Beijing.

As long as you can say it, you can find a way to satisfy you.

The grandmother and grandson of the Xu family are not people who can consume like that, and Ding Xuewei is not willing to show her wealth.

No, the clothes selected by Xi Niangzi are all the kind of materials that Ding Xuewei likes, which are good to wear, comfortable and breathable, with fine workmanship but little or no embroidery at all.

The price is generally between one hundred and one hundred and fifty taels.

I don't want to take back the 10,000 taels of silver tickets, but what I can do is not the article on the clothes.

Six of the twelve were carrying ornaments.

Linglong Pavilion's new velvet flowers have long been free of charge, and the prices of gems and pearls inlaid are very amazing.

The style is good, and the quality is six or seven hundred taels.

"This, this..."

Mrs. Xu was shocked by the plates of exquisite velvet ornaments.

A roar every day, begging for tickets, asking for collections...