Siheyuan, I want to lie down but I become a tool

Half an hour later, Wang Xiulan looked at the clothes and shoes in front of her and made a final struggle:

"Xingwang, it's ok to buy clothes, but I really don't need shoes. I can't get used to them."

"Mom, you've never worn leather shoes, have you? What if someone..."

"Buy, buy, buy. Isn't it okay that mother is afraid of you? But there's really no need to buy clothes for the little girl. It's a waste to buy clothes for her when she's so young. She won't be able to wear them after a year or half a year of growth. You have to listen to mother on this matter."

Zhang Xingwang looked at Wang Xiulan, whose gaze and tone were firm, without any fluctuation in his heart. He even took the time to glance at the little girl next to him who was about to start a big move.

With the little girl's exclamation of "Wow", a group of onlookers were instantly attracted. After everyone learned that the young man wanted to buy clothes for his mother and sister, and also wanted to buy shoes for his mother who had never worn leather shoes.

The enthusiastic people gave Zhang Xingwang a thumbs up and began to persuade Wang Xiulan, saying that your son is really filial...

Wang Xiulan, who was challenged by the little girl, failed in her argument and could only watch dejectedly as her son gave a bunch of tickets and money to the worst salesperson. She felt terrible.

After I was stunned, I realized that I had followed my son to the cosmetics place. I stared at the vanishing cream, Harry oil, and moisturizer in front of me for a few more times. Just when I was about to turn around and leave, I found that my son had already bought it and handed it to me, saying:

"Mom, if you want it, just tell me. I am the most filial person."

After a long time...

Wang Xiulan hugged the little girl tightly, panting and saying:

"Xingwang, can we take a rest and go home? I can't walk anymore and I feel a little dizzy."

Zhang Xingwang looked at his mother who was sweating from anxiety, and thought to himself, how could he not be tired? He was the most handsome guy in the building today. Now everyone in the building knew that Wang Xiulan had a filial son who saved money to honor his mother...

Whenever Wang Xiulan dared to take a look at the things on the shelf, Zhang Xingwang would pack them up for her without saying a word, completely ignoring Wang Xiulan's almost collapsed look, and focusing on being filial.

Wang Xiulan was so scared that she didn't even dare to look up when she walked, for fear that her son would buy the roof lamp home if he disagreed with her. Fortunately, the floor was not for sale...

He lowered his head and forced Zhang Xingwang to pull him around the building three and a half circles. Anyone would feel dizzy.

The little girl was held by Wang Xiulan and didn't dare to let go. It was the first time for the little girl to come here, and everything was new to her and she was not at all nervous. She was just like a Husky and disappeared as soon as she let go.

The short legs seemed to be riding on Hot Wheels, and it ran so fast that everyone wanted to see and touch it.

Wang Xiulan couldn't catch up with him. Thinking of her son's words to "pay attention to his manners", she was afraid that shouting and yelling would have a bad impact, so she quickly signaled her son to go and catch him. But her son was even more unreliable and followed the playful little girl to pay the bill...

The salespeople like to tease the little girl because she is cute and clean. The little girl is curious about everything she sees. She can drool over a bottle of wine for a long time. She can't stop herself from eating snacks. No matter whether she has eaten them before or not, she points with her little finger:

"Brother, Xiaoya wants to eat that..."

"purchase…"

Finally, Wang Xiulan, who had lost her patience, rushed over and grabbed her, dragged her back and held her tightly in her arms. She dared not let her go out and wander around, and complained to Zhang Xingwang for a long time:

"Just spoil her. She's not some rich girl. Look at what she's become now from a good kid. Who would dare to marry her when she grows up..."

After saying that, he continued dejectedly:

"I shouldn't have come..."

"But you still came..."

Although most people advised Wang Xiulan along the way, there was still a talkative old man who asked:

"The young man is quite rich. What kind of job do you do?"

It was obvious that he said this with bad intentions, but Zhang Xingwang didn't tolerate him. He was a professional at bullying old men like this.

The old man seemed to be dressed decently, and he probably asked this question because the child was not very close to him and he was a little jealous.

I immediately switched to chatterbox mode and spent five minutes analyzing the various reasons why children are unfilial, as well as some corrective measures, and asked:

"Uncle, what kind of person is your child?"

The old man was listening with fascination, and blurted out without thinking:

"It's what you said, that when a father and son meet, they say three sentences and then run out of things to say, or when they see their father, they ask, 'Where's my mother?' and then they go to look for her..."

After saying this, he looked at Zhang Xingwang with a curious look, waiting for his measures. After all, he had not yet mentioned the corrective measures for this situation.

"Sir, your situation..."

"You young man, why don't you say something? I'm so anxious!"

"I'd better not say anything. What if you two become infamous? Then what kind of person would I be..."

"Hey, what does this have to do with you? Why don't you explain it clearly before you leave..."

The onlookers: "We are not afraid of being stinky, tell us about it too..."

Leaving the messy old man in the middle of the building behind, Zhang Xingwang was frightened by his mother's hesitant look, and said with a stiff upper lip:

"Mom, we agreed on this. If someone asks about it..."

Furious, Wang Xiulan interrupted him immediately and said unhappily:

"I've already bought it, what else can I say?"

Then his expression changed, his curiosity almost overflowed from his eyes, and he asked with a smile:

"Can you tell mom about it?"

"Say what?"

"You were like that before, weren't you? After you graduated from elementary school, you never talked to your father for more than three sentences. What should I do in this situation..."

Zhang Xingwang's face darkened when he heard this. He wondered what he could do now. He couldn't dig his father out to improve the relationship.

I just happened to see my second sister coming over here. As expected, my second sister really has the attribute of appearing at the critical moment. She quickly said to Wang Xiulan:

"Uh...that's not important. Mother, look, my second sister is here."

When the second sister Zhang Pandi heard Sister Jin say that her family had arrived, she quickly took a leave and ran over from the warehouse. She was stunned when she saw her brother carrying a bunch of things in large and small bags. She wondered if her mother was upset today and bought so many things. Was she going to give up her life?

Seeing that Wang Xiulan looked unhappy, he didn't dare to ask more questions. He reached out and took the little girl in his arms, then he breathed a sigh of relief.

Amid Wang Xiulan's anxious stamping expression, he said slowly and softly:

"Mom, my little sister is so old that you don't need to hold her all the time. My brother is also very tired from work every day. Just let me know when she comes and I will take care of her. Mom, why did you buy so many things today?"

Wang Xiulan felt very aggrieved after hearing this. Is your brother tired from work? How come I didn't notice it? It seems that you are also the kind of person who helps your brother but not your mother.