Chapter 76: Chapter 76: The Paper Doll Comes to Life
As they spoke, the person had already come close.
Su Xiaoxiao saw the face that was inches away, deathly pale and painted with bright red lips, with rouge smeared on the cheeks.
At first glance, it looked like a paper doll come to life, but on closer inspection, it was worse than that.
Damn, what kind of karma is this? Attracting such a thing.
Sun Wenbing looked at her shyly: "Oh, why are you staring at me like that?"
Su Xiaoxiao felt goosebumps rising all over her body. As she took a step back, Sun Wenbing lunged forward and brushed past her, embracing Song Weidong instead.
Su Xiaoxiao: "..."
Song Weidong: "..."
"Brother, do you think I’m good-looking?"
Sun Wenbing batted his eyes lined thickly in black, looking at Song Weidong bashfully.
Song Weidong looked at his own arm that was being hugged, pulled it out expressionlessly, wishing he could rip off his sleeve on the spot.
Not very aggressive, but extremely disgusting.
Sun Wenbing looked at him pitifully: "Brother, don’t treat me like this."
Speaking, he tried to snuggle up again, but Song Weidong couldn’t bear it and directly raised his fist for a punch.
Sun Wenbing was about to speak when he was punched right in the face, immediately rolling his eyes and fainting.
Su Xiaoxiao silently let out a breath of relief, finally not having to see this disgusting sight.
"How can you be so brutal? Why did you hit my brother so hard?"
Sun Miao rushed over anxiously to help Sun Wenbing when she saw him get knocked out.
Su Xiaoxiao took the opportunity to drag Song Weidong and swiftly escape.
It felt like this whole family was a bit mentally unstable and definitely not worth provoking.
Noticing that her slender fair hand was still gripping his arm, Song Weidong’s ears turned red instantly.
"Sorry, Classmate Song, I was in a hurry to go home and forgot about your matter. What was it you wanted to tell me?"
Su Xiaoxiao released him, blinking her watery eyes at him.
Song Weidong’s heart skipped a beat, and just as he was about to speak after some mental preparation, the sound of a cart rolling over the ground came unexpectedly nearby.
Su Xiaoxiao exclaimed with joy: "The ox cart is here! Let’s talk another day, I need to go to the city."
Watching her deftly climb onto the ox cart, Song Weidong hurried after her.
With his height and long legs, he easily stepped onto the cart with a slight lift.
Su Xiaoxiao glanced at her own short legs and felt envious.
If she had such long legs, she wouldn’t be squished like a pancake on public buses.
Sure enough, once they boarded the cart, Song Weidong’s height advantage became more pronounced.
His long arm effortlessly stretched to grab the overhead bar.
Su Xiaoxiao: "..."
She strained on tiptoe for a while but only reached emptiness.
Darn, why can’t she be allotted a pair of these long legs?
As the cart wobbled onward, Song Weidong quickly extended an arm to steady her, preventing her from a close encounter with the cart wall.
After what seemed like forever, the cart finally stopped at the station, and Su Xiaoxiao disembarked, feeling dispirited, only to find Song Weidong following her.
She turned back in confusion: "You also going to the department store?"
Song Weidong coughed a couple of times awkwardly and nodded: "I’ll go with you."
Su Xiaoxiao remembered Xu Cuilan’s attitude towards Song Weidong last time, and her doubtful expression quickly turned to gratitude: "Classmate Song, you’re really kind."
She never expected Song Weidong, who seemed difficult to get along with, to be so willing to help classmates.
Unexpectedly, he even took the cart to accompany her to find Manager Xu.
Song Weidong’s lowered fingers pinched the hem of his clothing, his lips curling into a slight smile, taken aback by the praise.
The two entered the department store, and as soon as they walked in, they saw a long queue in front of a counter.
Just as Su Xiaoxiao was about to bypass it, a burly man reached out to block her: "What are you doing? Go line up at the back, can’t you see how many people are here?"
Su Xiaoxiao tried to explain: "Comrade, we aren’t..."
Before she finished speaking, the two were directly packed into the back of the line.
The burly man glared at her: "Want to buy a flashlight? Then line up properly, or get lost."
"Flashlight?"
Su Xiaoxiao’s eyes lit up instantly upon hearing this.
want to buy a flashlight? She had one.
The burly man, unaware of her thoughts, only assumed she was trying to cut the line.
"These flashlights are in high demand. If you want one, queue up honestly, and don’t try to cut in."
He rolled his eyes, turned back to his place.
Unexpectedly, the flashlights were so popular, bringing forth a new business opportunity?
Su Xiaoxiao poked the young girl in front of her in the line: "Comrade, may I ask how the department store sells these flashlights? Money tickets?"
The girl comrade was anxiously waiting in line.
Hearing that there were only a dozen flashlights this time, it seemed unlikely there would be a chance for her, but she pondered that perhaps there could be an unpredictable situation, like insufficient money tickets.
She was agitated when someone asked her, rolling her eyes, not wanting to respond.
Unexpectedly, before she could reject the inquiry, a White Rabbit candy was stuffed into her hand.
Well, for the candy—no, the courtesy shown by this girl comrade—she would kindly tell her.
"Flashlights are two fifty apiece plus an industrial coupon, and there are only a dozen in stock, likely it’s not our turn."
After the girl comrade spoke, she pocketed the candy and turned her gaze eagerly to the long queue ahead.
Oh, why aren’t there more people who develop a stomachache and forget their tickets? Looks like they’re about to sell out.
Urged on by impatience, her back was poked again.
What’s with this girl comrade? Isn’t she done yet?
She turned back angrily, only to see something held in Su Xiaoxiao’s hand dazzling her eyes.
The silver housing gleamed faintly in the sunlight, and Chen Yun squinted, finally seeing clearly that Su Xiaoxiao held the exact new model flashlight they were all queuing to buy, nearly popping his eyes out in disbelief: "Where’d you get that flashlight? Wait, you’ve already got one, why are you competing with us?"
Su Xiaoxiao coughed twice and saw that everyone was looking her way, noticing the flashlight she held before she calmly responded: "My cousin brought it for me from Shanghai where she works at the flashlight factory. I’m just passing through to see someone without intending to queue."
Without missing a beat, Su Xiaoxiao invented a relative on the spot; identities abroad are always self-given.
The burly man who forced them into the line earlier was now eyeing the flashlight in Su Xiaoxiao’s hand eagerly: "Comrade, do you have more of those flashlights?"
He scratched his head shyly after speaking: "My partner often works night shifts and gets scared on the road, so I wanted one of these flashlights. I’ve queued several times now, yet never got one."
"If it’s convenient, I can offer more money."
Chen Yun, standing closest, quickly declared: "Comrade, I also need a flashlight and can offer more money too."
"Comrade, me too."
The noisy clamor quickly attracted the sales assistant Huang Mei’s disapproval: "Why all the yelling? Sold out is sold out, throwing a scene won’t help."