"I'm sure I won't be able to do anything when I get a big belly. Why don't I do cross-stitch to pass the time."

Rong Shaoze couldn't help smiling, that's why.

Lin Xinlan pulled him, looked at the dazzling array of cross stitches, and said with a smile, "Choose one for me."

Rong Shaoze took a fancy to a picture of a cup at a glance, and a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, and he said to her: "If you don't buy it here, I'll give you a better one. Go home first, and I'll have someone deliver it tomorrow." I will embroider for you at home."

Lin Xinlan asked suspiciously: "What pattern of cross-stitch do you want to give me?" [

"You will know tomorrow." The man blinked mysteriously.

"Okay." She could only compromise with a smile, "Then let's go back."

The two turned around and walked a few steps, Rong Shaoze saw a couple picking out socks.

The girl said to the boy: "You're going abroad tomorrow, it's cold there, buy more of these thick socks and wear them to keep warm."

There was a smile in the boy's eyes, but he said on his mouth: "There is everything there, go buy it after you go, it will be so troublesome."

The girl glared at him and said dissatisfied: "It's just a few pairs of socks, which are very convenient to carry. Besides, do you have time to buy them when you get there? Besides, the ones I picked for you are of good quality and keep warm. I don't care, I You have to bring everything you buy with you."

"Okay, I'll take them all." The boy said dotingly.

They chose a few pairs of socks and left.

Rong Shaoze and Lin Xinlan passed by the sock section, so he didn't leave.

"What's wrong?" Lin Xinlan looked at him suspiciously, and found that his gaze fell on a row of socks.

"You want to buy socks?"

"Ah."

"Then choose a few pairs." Although he has too many socks to wear, she has no objection if he wants to buy them.

Rong Shaoze looked at her and smiled, "You choose for me."

She knew, he must have seen that girl gave her boyfriend socks just now, so he wanted her to give them too.

This person's mind is sometimes like that of a child.

Lin Xinlan pursed her lips and smiled, and chose two pairs of gray wool thin socks for him.

"Just these two pairs. It's just autumn, so you can wear them."

Rong Shaoze held the socks and smiled happily: "Then what do you want to buy?"[

She thought for a while and said, "I want to buy a box of pickled sour plums. I have eaten something recently and it doesn't taste good."

Not far away is the food area, just a few steps away.

Rong Shaoze glanced at it and said, "Wait for me here, and I'll get it for you."

"it is good."

After he left, Lin Xinlan suddenly saw a little boy running past her.

The boy's clothes were exactly the same as Xiao Cong's, and his height and body shape were both the same as Xiao Cong's.

Lin Xinlan was shocked all over, and her footsteps involuntarily chased after her.

"Xiao Cong!"

Seeing the boy running farther and farther, she became more and more anxious.

"Xiao Cong, I am mother!" She hurriedly called out loudly, but the little boy didn't hear her voice.

Lin Xinlan speeded up and ran faster and faster.

The little boy went straight to the cashier area. He bought a pack of snacks, and the cashier was paying him.

Lin Xinlan finally grabbed him before he left.

"Xiao Cong!"

The boy turned his head and looked at her innocently and suspiciously.

He looks very cute, but he is not Xiao Cong...

Lin Xinlan's eyes suddenly revealed deep disappointment.

"Auntie, what can you do?" the boy asked.

"...It's okay, I'm sorry, Auntie identified the wrong person." Lin Xinlan let go of his arm and smiled slightly.

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