Chapter 174 Your measurements are definitely different
At half past ten, get off work.
Lu Yuanqiu was originally going to send his father and daughter home, but his mother suddenly called him, so he went back early.
Walking on the road at night, Bai Qingxia held her father's arm. Bai Songzhe was suddenly so cold that he made a series of "dulu" sounds in his mouth and shivered.
"Is it cold?"
She touched her father's hand, but found that his hand was not cold, which meant that her hand was cooler than her father's.
As December approaches, the weather begins to cool down after the rain.
Bai Songzhe didn't respond, his eyes were half closed and he was starting to feel sleepy. Bai Qingxia looked at the scarf around the passerby's neck and suddenly stopped.
Because Bai Songzhe held his arm with her, he was pulled to a stop for a moment, and his sleepy eyes opened.
"Let's go buy something!"
The girl turned her head and said to her father, her tone a little brisk.
In the canteen on the roadside of Youth.
"Wool?"
The grandma at the counter lowered her reading glasses and looked at the girl in front of her and a silly-looking middle-aged man standing next to her.
Bai Qingxia nodded: "Yes, for knitting scarves..."
She wanted to knit one for her father. After practicing with her father's scarf, she would knit a better-looking one and give it to Lu Yuanqiu's grandma as a birthday gift.
As for Lu Yuanqiu, he should not be short of scarves, and he couldn't think of a reason to give them away... so he didn't give them away.
"Wait a minute, I'll get it for you, what color do you want, little girl."
"What colors are they all in?"
Bai Qingxia took her father's hand and followed behind.
She has never knitted a scarf, but she has knitted gloves, and gloves are more complicated than scarves.
After buying yarn balls of several colors and two knitting needles, Bai Qingxia walked out of the canteen with her father carrying a plastic bag. She suddenly felt much more relaxed after having been melancholy all afternoon.
“Knit a scarf for dad so that you don’t have to worry about the wind blowing down your neck when walking on the road.”
After the girl finished speaking, she put her head on her father's shoulder with a smile, but she never thought about whether the wind would hit her neck. Her hands were obviously colder than her father's.
"Scarf, scarf..."
The man repeated her words sleepily, and their backs gradually disappeared into the night.
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Xingfuli community.
Lu Yuanqiu stood in the living room and changed into the suit his mother bought him. On the way, he guessed that the call must be about the suit.
He did wear this thing in his last life, but this time... Lu Yuanqiu turned around and looked at Su Xiaoya.
Su Xiaoya was looking at her son in a suit with satisfaction at the moment, as if she was feeling emotional that her son had finally grown up.
Lu Yidong was also standing aside in a formal dress, with his legs crossed, and the zipper on his back couldn't be closed by himself. He called her mother several times, but Su Xiaoya didn't seem to hear her. She kept looking at Lu Yuanqiu in front of her with a smile.
"Dad!!!" Lu Yidong could only roar at Lu Tian lying in the bedroom.
"Mom, can you not wear a suit?"
Lu Yuanqiu asked.
Su Xiaoya raised her head in front of him: "Why? There will be a lot of people coming then, so you have to dress more formally."
Lu Yuanqiu explained: "I asked Bai Qingxia to follow me, but she definitely doesn't have a dress."
After listening, Su Xiaoya raised her hand and knocked her son on the head: "Silly, can't you just give her one of my dresses to wear? You still have to accompany her, or don't you wear it at all?"
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"You think I didn't think about it? But you two must be different sizes."
"What's different? I remember we are about the same height and measurements, right?"
Su Xiaoya spoke doubtfully. The measurements are definitely different... It's just that Lu Yuanqiu is too embarrassed to talk about it in detail.
Bai Qingxia has a perky butt, a thin waist, and big breasts. How can she tell her mother this?
Su Xiaoya: "It's definitely too late to make a custom order anyway, so I can only buy one that is about the same size as hers. Do you know her measurements?"
When asked about the second half of the sentence, a meaningful smile appeared on the woman's face.
Lu Yuanqiu immediately shook his head: "I definitely don't know."
Suddenly, he had an idea and said: "By the way, I was supposed to take her to order dance clothes this Saturday, and she also needed to be measured. Can I just ask the boss at that time?"
Su Xiaoya: "Saturday is too late, Sunday is the banquet."
"Then let's take her to the dance shop after school tomorrow afternoon."
Lu Yuanqiu's thoughts suddenly became clear.
He swayed and proudly slapped his sister's butt hard. Lu Yidong turned around. Lu Tian was helping her zipper from behind. Because of this turn, the zipper broke.
Lu Tian grabbed the zipper, and his daughter's expressions were stiff at the same time.
The two turned to look at their son/brother.
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After realizing that he was in trouble, the expression on Lu Yuanqiu's face stiffened.
"Whether you believe it or not, I don't want to either." He spread his hands helplessly and explained.
Lu Yidong suddenly started crying: "Dad, look at him!"
"Damn you!" Lu Tian picked up the clothes drying rack next to him and rushed over. Lu Yuanqiu jumped up and ran away.
"Beat him to death! Beat him to death! What should I wear if my dress is damaged!"
The short-haired little lolita stamped her feet anxiously.
While Su Xiaoya stopped Lu Tian, she scolded her daughter: "You have a figure like this and can't you just buy a random one? Your measurements are all the same number, can't you just buy children's clothes?!"
Hearing these words, Lu Yidong became even more sad, holding his head high and crying at the top of his lungs.
The second day.
Sunday.
Arriving at school, Bai Qingxia turned around and saw a half-circle of red marks on the left side of Lu Yuanqiu's face.
"Your face..." the girl asked hesitantly.
Lu Yuanqiu turned to look at her with an unnatural expression, and said "Ah", then he gestured with the pistol with his left hand and put it on his chin, half-raised his head towards her and said: "My new look, isn't it cool?"
Bai Qingxia narrowed her beautiful eyes and looked at the mark. It felt like the shape of the corners of a clothes drying rack.
She reacted, raised her hand and touched it gently, and said distressedly: "Why did I hit you...does it still hurt?"
Lu Yuanqiu suddenly felt aggrieved: "It hurts, but it won't hurt anymore if you blow it..."
Bai Qingxia didn't listen to him. She glared at him and took her hand back, saying, "You must have caused something else to make Uncle Lu angry."
Lu Yuanqiu was too lazy to explain.
"After school in the afternoon, come with me to the dance shop."
……
At the end of the fourth class in the afternoon, Lu Yuanqiu dragged the girl towards the garage. Bai Qingxia resisted a little and explained: "Will it delay the evening self-study?"
Lu Yuanqiu looked at her: "You left early, are you still worried about being late?"
"That's what I told the teacher in advance..."
Lu Yuanqiu let go of her hand and looked at her seriously: "Classmate Bai, I'm not discussing with you, this is an order."
Bai Qingxia lowered her head. Whenever Lu Yuanqiu exercised this kind of hegemony with her, as long as she couldn't think of an absolute reason to refute, she had to obey every time.
"Then we have to hurry up."
She made the appropriate concessions.
(End of chapter)