latelenovela Chapter 147 There's always one piece missing from the wardrobe—no, one set of clothes!
Chapter 147 There's always one piece missing from the wardrobe—no, one set of clothes!
Song Ying quickly waved her hand: "Sister Ling, go and get ready."
Lin Wufeng was holding an apple and carefully peeling it with a knife. Hearing Song Ying's words, he looked up and replied, "Teacher Zhuang wants to buy a twin-tub washing machine. He doesn't need the single-tub washing machine in the backyard anymore. I originally wanted to buy it and offered three hundred, but Teacher Zhuang only wants two hundred. What do you think, should we buy it?"
Upon hearing this, Song Ying's eyes lit up immediately, and she said without hesitation, "Buy it! I've been wanting to buy a washing machine for a while now, and I'm used to the one at Sister Ling's house. Two hundred yuan is really not expensive. It must be Teacher Zhuang who is taking care of us, that's why it costs so little."
Lin Wufeng nodded and handed the peeled apple to Song Ying. "Then I'll buy it. You can take the money to Sister Ling tonight."
Song Ying hummed in agreement, took the apple, and took a big bite.
After chewing a few times, perhaps feeling a bit full, he stuffed the remaining half of the apple back to Lin Wufeng, and even winked mischievously.
Inside the house, Zhuang Chaoying was already dressed and sitting in a chair.
He recalled that he had stopped writing after finishing "The Great Northern Wilderness" and had not continued writing.
He couldn't continue to slack off like this. Suddenly, an inspiration flashed in his mind, and he had an idea for a new work: to depict the story of a poetic and warm small town in Jiangnan. He even had a name for the novel: "A Small Town in Jiangnan".
Just as he was immersed in his creative ideas, he caught a glimpse of Ah Ling standing in front of the wardrobe mirror, getting ready.
Huang Ling took a match from the matchbox, struck it with a "hiss," and then gently shook it to make it burn brighter. She then used the matchstick to dip into the black ash and carefully drew her eyebrows in front of the mirror.
Zhuang Chaoying watched this scene unfold.
This scene of waiting for his wife to put on makeup is considered a "traditional event" in their lives, but for some reason, he was getting sleepy while waiting today.
"Chao Ying, okay, let's go!"
Huang Ling's voice rang in her ears, interrupting Zhuang Chaoying's thoughts.
Zhuang Chaoying looked up, and Huang Ling in front of him instantly invigorated him.
She was wearing a red shirt with a white collar; the bright red made her complexion look exceptionally fair, and she paired it with black trousers, making her look energetic and beautiful.
However, the plaid shoulder bag she was carrying didn't seem to match her outfit quite well.
Zhuang Chaoying was so engrossed in watching that she didn't respond to Huang Ling's words.
Seeing that he didn't react, Huang Ling reached out and gently nudged him: "Chao Ying! What are you daydreaming about?"
Zhuang Chaoying then came to her senses, stood up with a smile, and opened her arms to hug Huang Ling tightly: "Ah Ling, how can you be so beautiful? I can never get enough of looking at you."
Huang Ling was a little embarrassed by his sudden action, and reached out to gently pat Zhuang Chaoying's back: "You always say such sweet things to coax me."
Zhuang Chaoying persisted, burying her face in Huang Ling's neck and taking a deep breath: "Ling, did you put on hair oil? It smells so good!"
Huang Ling felt ticklish from his teasing, laughed and broke free from his embrace, giving him a sidelong glance: "You, how old are you, still so childish. Let's go quickly."
Seeing Zhuang Chaoying's reluctant expression, Huang Ling worried that if he continued to cling to her like this, they might not be able to leave the house today. She gently slapped Zhuang Chaoying, saying, "Let go! Are we still going to the department store?"
Zhuang Chaoying quickly let go of his hand: "Go away, go away!"
Huang Ling broke free from Zhuang Chaoying's embrace, turned around and walked to the cabinet, took out the passbook from the metal box, put it in her bag, zipped it up, and patted the bag: "Let's go!"
Zhuang Chaoying was wearing a light blue shirt with a simple jacket over it. The jacket was a few days ago that A-Ling had specially bought for him, and it made him look particularly smart and neat.
The two arrived at Grandpa Li's house and borrowed a tricycle.
Zhuang Chaoying climbed onto the tricycle, patted the dust off with her hands, while Huang Ling sat in the back of the vehicle.
Zhuang Chaoying pedaled hard with both feet, and the tricycle slowly started moving, heading towards the bank.
Upon arriving at the bank, Zhuang Chaoying parked the car and went inside with Huang Ling.
There weren't many people in the bank. They withdrew some money and then hurried out to continue their journey toward the department store.
Along the way, a gentle breeze caressed their faces, and Huang Ling's hair fluttered in the wind, occasionally brushing against Zhuang Chaoying's face, tickling her but also carrying a touch of sweetness.
About twenty minutes later, they finally arrived at the department store.
Zhuang Chaoying locked the tricycle, and then tugged on the lock again, still feeling uneasy.
The two walked into the department store side by side and headed towards the home appliance counter.
Upon arriving at the appliance counter, Zhuang Chaoying was taken aback by the sight before her. The counter was surrounded by people, all asking questions about the prices of various appliances.
He turned to Huang Ling and said, "Ling, wait for me here. There are too many people, don't let yourself get jostled."
After saying that, he mustered all his strength and squeezed into the crowd.
As he squeezed the tub, he muttered, "Comrade, I need a twin-tub washing machine."
The saleswoman was a young woman. Hearing Zhuang Chaoying's shout, she turned around and said, "Six hundred yuan, no receipt needed. Do you want it? There are only two left!"
Upon hearing this, Zhuang Chaoying nodded hurriedly, waving his hands in the air as if afraid the salesperson wouldn't see him: "Yes! Please issue a receipt, comrade!"
Zhuang Chaoying turned her head and called out to Huang Ling outside the crowd, "Ah Ling, Ah Ling, give me the money!"
Huang Ling squeezed her way to Zhuang Chaoying's side, took out the money from her bag, counted it carefully, and then handed it to Zhuang Chaoying.
The salesperson took the money, counted it carefully, and after confirming that everything was correct, wrote out the invoice. Then, she called the staff to bring out the washing machine.
Looking at the brand-new washing machine, Zhuang Chaoying quickly said to the salesperson, "Comrade, I'll come back to pick it up in a bit. My husband and I are going to buy some other things."
"Okay, as soon as possible!"
Huang Ling tugged at Zhuang Chaoying's arm with some confusion: "Chaoying, what do you want to buy? We don't need anything at home."
Zhuang Chaoying pulled Huang Ling's arm and walked to the side: "Look at you, you're all dressed up nicely, but you don't have a bag to match. There are leather bags for sale on the second floor. Shall we go up and take a look?"
Before Huang Ling could answer, Zhuang Chaoying grabbed her arm and headed upstairs.
Upon reaching the second floor, Huang Ling was dazzled by the array of schoolbags and handbags displayed on the counter.
She pointed at the black leather bag and asked Zhuang Chaoying if it looked good, then pointed at the brown leather bag, constantly saying, "Chaoying, what do you think of this one? And that flap bag, isn't it quite unique?"
Zhuang Chaoying stood aside, patiently watching Huang Ling make her selections.
Finally, Huang Ling chose a small brown flap leather bag, which she held in her hands with great delight.
Seeing Huang Ling's delighted expression, Zhuang Chaoying thought to herself, "I work so hard to earn money, not only to improve my family's life, but also to make Ah Ling happy."
It's often said that a woman's wardrobe is never complete without that one perfect outfit!
Moreover, each piece of clothing must be matched with different pants, shoes, and bags.
Just like before, he felt like he had nothing to wear every time the seasons changed. He even dug out clothes he bought last year and found some with the tags still on. But now his clothes are very simple: three sets for summer, three sets for spring and autumn, and two sets for winter, and he feels that's enough.
If Ah Ling doesn't buy him new clothes, he'll just keep wearing whatever he can find. He even wore a pair of underwear with holes in them before. If Ah Ling hadn't secretly thrown them away, he probably would have continued wearing them.
This was something I wouldn't have dared to imagine before; things have really changed a lot.
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