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Li Xiangmo looked over, and the stall owner was scratching his neck, "Is what I said wrong? That little girl's thoughts are all on her face, and only that idiot can't see it!"

When he thought that this idiot was still his favorite son-in-law, stall owner Li felt heartbroken, and wanted to catch this idiot now and scold him to wake him up, but he had no position.

The more I thought about it, the more boring I felt, so I simply sat on the side and picked up the dishes.

Li Xiangmo looked at the direction where the two left, quietly looked away, and continued to be busy.

The more Chu Yizhi thought about it, the more he felt something was wrong. There was a lump in his heart that he couldn't get rid of, but he couldn't figure out how to get it out.

So he walked faster and faster, his face became colder and colder, Wang Qiaoxiu's eyes were heavy, and then he quickly ran two steps to stop him.

"Yizhi, are you angry?" After panting and asking this sentence, her eyes turned red instantly, and tears fell down patter.

"I know I'm a bit shameless, I even bothered you. I lived in your house during the Chinese New Year and caused you a lot of trouble. I was wrong. Please return the luggage to me. I will change to a guest house now. If it doesn't work, I will live in it." At the gate of the police station, there will always be a solution.”

Going up while crying, trying to grab the luggage in Chu Yi's hand.

Chu Yizhi knew that she had misunderstood, but he couldn't explain why his annoyance became more and more serious, and he became more and more irritable.

Wang Qiaoxiu saw that her hand was already on the luggage, Chu Yizhi didn't use much strength, and she could pull it back with a little effort, her heart felt cold and she cried even harder.

Chu Yizhi exhaled irritably and said, "I don't have such thoughts, don't think too much, stay in my house during the Chinese New Year, and don't cry, if others see this, they will think I'm bullying you .”

After speaking, she tightened the luggage in her hand, Wang Qiaoxiu smiled through tears, with tears still hanging on her face, and looked up at him with her small face sideways.

"Thank you, Yizhi." She stepped forward and hugged him fiercely.

He raised his hand again to push her away and left immediately, taking a few steps back.

With a sullen face, Chu Yizhi said in a cold voice, "Don't hug me, we are not in that kind of relationship, it's inappropriate to do these things."

Wang Qiaoxiu seemed not to understand, shook her head with a sweet smile, and hummed several times.

"Okay, I just want to thank you and express my gratitude. I don't know what to do, I won't do it in the future!"

After finishing speaking, he turned around and ran forward, and the voice of charming laughter was heard far away.

Looking at Chu Yizhi who was still frowning in place, she beckoned and said, "Hurry up, Yizhi, the family is anxious."

Chu Yizhi followed with a irritated black face, Wang Qiaoxiu turned around and smiled, looking over his shoulder at the person who turned hurriedly at the entrance of the alley.

Until the corner of the skirt could no longer be seen, the eyes couldn't help but be proud.

"Girl, what are you doing, hurry up and help your father, I have prepared the dishes and dinner is about to start, and the people who buy the vegetables are coming soon."

Stall owner Li saw his daughter walking back with her head bowed from a distance, and shouted at the top of her voice.

Li Xiangmo hurried over and dealt with it casually, "I gave the wrong change today, so I returned it just now."

The stall owner Li didn't even lift his head to pick it up, "Did you go back? They didn't say anything."

It took me a long time to hear my daughter say, "Well, I didn't say anything."

The stall owner Li still wanted to say something to his daughter, but there were already customers over there, and he looked up to see his daughter introducing the dishes with a smile on her face, and laughed too.

The days were busy day by day, and finally came the New Year. On this day, Qiao Yuerong took out the new clothes and shoes that the family would wear during the New Year, and arranged them neatly.

Wang Qiaoxiu looked at these clothes with envy in her eyes.

He didn't miss to participate in the excitement of the family, and sat in the corner with his head bowed, when suddenly neatly folded clothes appeared in front of his eyes.

Looking up suddenly, Qiao Yuerong passed the clothes forward with a smile on her face.

"This is the dress I wore to the community commendation meeting last year. I bought it in a hurry because the color was too young. I only wore it once and then I didn't wear it. It's suitable for young girls like you."

It was a set of light-colored woolen clothes, without any decoration, well-tailored, but brighter in color.

Wang Qiaoxiu quickly pushed back the clothes, "Auntie, you have done me a great favor by letting me live at home, I can't ask for your things anymore, you can take them back."

Qiao Yuerong put the clothes on her lap, "This clothes are suitable for little girls. If you don't wear them, I'll just put them in the closet to collect ashes. Hurry up and dress them up for the New Year. It's beautiful."

After finishing the conversation, she turned around and left. The whole family wore new clothes for the New Year. She was afraid that Wang Qiaoxiu would feel inferior and feel bad for the New Year. She felt sorry for what happened to Wang Qiaoxiu.

Just as there was this set of clothes in the closet, I took them out. I wanted to buy a new set of clothes, but was stopped by the old lady.

The old lady was shopping with Qiao Yuerong, and she saw her daughter took two sets of clothes worn by young girls, one of which was obviously not suitable for Ning Xi.

Quickly said, "I just don't have time to make new clothes for the Chinese New Year. You don't need to buy so many for Xiaoxi. I will start making them for him after the Chinese New Year. I have already ordered several sets of clothes."

Qiao Yuerong reached out and took out the set of clothes, "Mom, I bought this for Qiaoxiu. It's not good for us to wear new clothes for the New Year at our house. She doesn't have anything."

The old lady could only feel the blood vessels in her forehead throbbing when she heard it. She was simply a mother who lied to her son, and she felt sorry for her grandson from the bottom of her heart.

Organized the wording, "Qiaoxiu and our family have no relatives or reasons, but Yizhi's classmate. If you want to buy her a new dress, you have to think about whether she will accept it."

Seeing that her daughter didn't understand, she continued, "If Qiaoxiu was your son's girlfriend, let alone buying one piece of clothing, you would buy all the clothes in the entire department store. My wife didn't even say a word, and I want Add some money to buy a set of jewelry for my future granddaughter-in-law."

"He is just a simple classmate, and this girl's family conditions are not good. The things you give are too expensive and exceed her load. I will feel pressure in my heart."

Mrs. Zheng was right. The clothes here cost several hundred yuan, which was indeed too expensive for Wang Qiaoxiu, whose family was in a bad situation.

Seeing that the daughter gradually realized that she had already put the clothes back, she followed behind and said, "Just find a newer and brighter dress for you, and just give her a set."

After hearing what Mrs. Zheng said, this scene happened today.

Fortunately, Qiao Yuerong also has a lot of clothes, and there are quite a few clothes that have been worn once or twice, but there are not many bright colors that are suitable for young girls.

Holding the clothes in Wang Qiaoxiu's hands, she felt that they weighed a thousand catties, and even felt that her face was thrown on the ground and trampled on.

Obviously the whole family has new clothes, she only deserves to wear old clothes.

The Chu family is so rich, the money for a meal on the table is enough to buy her a set of clothes.

But he just gave her a set of old clothes to make her forget about it?

Unconsciously, she exerted a little force on her fingers, but she still lowered her head so that no one could see the anger in her eyes.