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The two of them came out after breakfast and happened to see a wedding car passing in front of them.

"Xiaowei! What kind of wedding do you like? Chinese or Western?"

"Compared to Chinese weddings, I think Western-style weddings are more ceremonial." She blurted out.

A smile flashed across his face, hinting at a calculation in his heart.

He held her little hand, like two young people, and wandered around the street, bought a few clothes, some food, and went to the post office to pick up a package before driving home.

"What's in the package?" She glanced at the package in her hand curiously.

"You'll know if you open it and take a look." He smiled mysteriously.

Huang Caiwei was also pretentious. She immediately opened the package and took a look. She couldn't help but exclaimed, "Big brother?"

"Yes! It's a mobile phone. Do you like it?"

"I like it, mainly because it is convenient for me to contact people and I can find people anytime and anywhere."

She held the big brother in her hand and said, "Did you buy it in Hong Kong?"

"Yes! I ordered two units in advance and asked Huang Xiang to bring them back a few days ago."

"It's a good thing. It's very powerful for businessmen, but can it be used in China now?"

"It's definitely possible in big cities, but I don't know about this place. Do you want to give it a try?"

"Try! Then give it a try. Do you have a phone card?"

"It should be there!" Liang Zhankui was stunned. He seemed to have forgotten to say it.

She opened the mobile phone and punched in a series of phone numbers.

Beep!

When the call was connected, she just fed her and there was no sound.

"what happened?"

She glanced at the Big Brother signal and couldn't help but look down, "Bullshit base station! The signal is weak, and now there's no signal at all?"

"It is estimated that it can only be used in county towns. The signal in rural areas is not yet covered." Liang Zhankui touched his nose helplessly.

"Hey! Base stations should be under construction across the country now. It is estimated that in one or two years, they will be fully covered."

She stuffed the Big Brother back into the box.

There was a small packaging box underneath the package. When I opened it, I saw, "Motorola Chinese pager with Han display?"

"what?"

He was stunned for a moment and looked down at the small and exquisite pager in her hand.

"What's going on? Why did Huang Xiang get such a gadget again?"

"I looked for him thousands of times in the crowd, and suddenly I looked back, but the man was in a dimly lit place."

She smiled and said, "This is an advertising slogan for pagers that spread all over the country in the 90s. Do you think it should be suitable for the background?"

"How does this thing work?"

If you want to find me, just use the phone to call the paging station. The paging station will send you your phone number. Your phone number will be displayed on the page, and I will find a public phone to call back. "

"Isn't this the same as the walkie-talkies in the army?"

"Absolutely! A walkie-talkie can only talk over short distances. A mobile phone can make long-distance calls, and it can also make any wired calls.

As for the pager, it just sends a number for you to let the owner know that someone is looking for it.

However, this Motorola Chinese display machine can directly send Chinese characters and simply display what you want to say, so the owner does not need to call back.

For example, someone wants a hundred bags of feed, or fifty pieces of preserved eggs, etc...

"Oh! Wouldn't it be much more convenient for you?"

"Communication equipment is extremely powerful and indispensable for businessmen. After all, time is money."

"It's true. With these two things, we can indeed find people in the fastest time."

The two of them were chatting and unknowingly arrived at the door of their house.

She casually stuck the pager in the belt of her jeans.

A swaying ponytail, a waist-tied T, jeans, and a pager hanging on it.

A costume that can be seen everywhere in the streets in the 90s.

It gave her a bit of coolness by forcefully wearing it.

He looked at her back and couldn't help but his eyes flashed.

Although she has given birth to three children, her figure has been well maintained in the past few years and has not changed at all. Even her breasts have undergone secondary development and become more and more perky. Her casual movements are charming and full of sexy temptation.

Compared with her flat figure and dry hair when she first entered the house, she is now like a ripe apple that makes people want to put it in their lips and take a bite.

"Why are you still staying there? Hurry up and get the vegetables to cook." She rolled her eyes at him in confusion.

"Oh! Come right away."

He immediately took the dishes, put them in the kitchen, rolled up his sleeves, and got ready to start.

I heard her grabbing the phone and saying, "Call 1314520 for me and leave a message, husband..."

After a few seconds, the pager sounded a crisp ringtone.

She took the pager and looked at it with a smile on her face. My brother couldn't use it, but this pager was okay.

"How about it? Can it be used?"

"The pager works! Look!" She handed the pager in her hand to him.

Sure enough, a row of Chinese characters appeared, "Husband, I love you."

"Honey! I love you too."

He dropped the kitchen knife with a smile on his face, put his arm around her waist, lowered his head and blocked Yan Hong's little mouth.

"Don't make trouble! Wait until mom comes back and sees something bad." She tried to push him away.

Dissatisfied, he tightened his grip and held the back of her head to prevent her from escaping.

The two hugged each other in silence. When he heard a noise at the door, he let go of his hands and went to chop vegetables.

She also quickly made a fire to cook.

While eating, Wang Juan's sharp eyes suddenly saw another pager on her waist.

"What is this thing hanging on your waist?"

"Pageer! Mom! Do you want one?"

She talked about the use of pagers.

"I'm at home all the time, so I don't have much use for it, but Lao Ding should be able to use it." Wang Juan said casually.

"Zhankui! Ask Huang Xiang to buy 6 Chinese Displays for me. I will treat this as a Dragon Boat Festival gift and distribute it to them for easy contact."

"Okay! I'll bring it back to you next time. Come on! Eat meat."

He put a piece of barbecued pork into her mouth and quickly fed her.

As night fell quietly, he held her in his arms and handed her a hair dryer to dry her hair, "Xiaowei! Do you still remember what we said when we were together?"

"What words?" she asked lazily.

"You don't remember?" He looked serious.

"It's been so long! Where do I remember what you asked?"

She raised her little red lips, took the hairdryer from his hand, put it on the table, rubbed it in his arms a few times, and hooked her arms around his neck.

"Husband! I want...

She ran her slender fingers across his chest and whispered softly.

"What do you want? Buy whatever you want." He pretended not to know, sitting upright with a joking look on his face.

"I want you." She bit his shoulder angrily.

"Little fool! I want you too."

He chuckled and bit her earlobe, causing her whole body to tremble, then he put her down on his side, leaned forward and pressed her...

After the fun, he hugged her and cleaned up, then took out a box from his briefcase and opened it.

Suddenly he knelt down on one knee and said, "Honey! Marry me!"