Chapter 174 You three are definitely different
Chapter 174 Your measurements are definitely different
Half past ten, get off work.
Lu Yuanqiu was originally preparing to send the father and daughter home, but his mother suddenly called at home, so he went back early.
Walking on the street at night, Bai Qingxia held her father's arm. Bai Songzhe suddenly felt so cold that he made a series of "tut" sounds from his mouth and shivered.
"Cold?"
She touched her father's hand, but found that his hand was not cold, which meant that her hands were colder than her father's.
As December approaches, the weather starts to cool down after the rain.
Bai Songzhe did not respond. His eyes were half-closed and he was beginning to feel sleepy. Bai Qingxia glanced at the scarf around the neck of a passerby and suddenly stopped.
Because Bai Songzhe was holding her arm, he was pulled to stop for a moment, and his sleepy eyes opened.
"Let's go buy something!"
The girl turned her head and spoke to her father with a somewhat cheerful tone.
In the small shop on Qingnian Road.
"Yarn?"
The grandma at the counter lowered her reading glasses and looked at the girl in front of her and the 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 grandmother as a birthday present.
As for Lu Yuanqiu, he probably doesn’t need a scarf, and I can’t think of a reason to give him one… so I won’t give him one.
"Wait a minute, I'll get it for you. What color do you want, little girl?"
"What colors are they?"
Bai Qingxia followed behind holding her father's hand.
She has never knitted a scarf, but she has knitted gloves, which are more complicated than scarves.
After buying several colored balls of wool and two knitting needles, Bai Qingxia carried the plastic bag and left the store with her father. Her depressed mood after the whole afternoon suddenly relaxed a lot.
"Knit a scarf for dad so he doesn't have to worry about the wind blowing into his neck when he walks on the street."
After saying this, the girl smiled and put her head on her father's shoulder, but she didn't think about whether the wind would blow into 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.
……
Xingfuli Community.
Lu Yuanqiu stood in the living room and changed into the suit his mother bought for him. On the way, he guessed that the phone call must be about the suit.
He did wear this thing in his previous life, but this time... Lu Yuanqiu turned and looked at Su Xiaoya.
At this moment, Su Xiaoya was looking at her son in a suit with satisfaction, as if she was feeling that her son had finally grown up.
Lu Yidong was also standing aside in her dress, with her legs crossed. She couldn't zip up her back by herself. She called out "Mom" several times, but Su Xiaoya acted as if she didn't hear her. She just kept looking at Lu Yuanqiu in front of her with a smile.
"Dad!!!" So Lu Yidong could only roar at Lu Tian who was lying in the bedroom.
"Mom, can you not wear a suit?"
Lu Yuanqiu asked.
Su Xiaoya looked up in front of him: "Why? There will be a lot of people coming, so we have to dress formally."
Lu Yuanqiu explained: "I asked Bai Qingxia to go with me, but she definitely didn't have a dress."
After hearing this, Su Xiaoya raised her hand and knocked on her son's head: "Silly, why don't you just give her one of my dresses? Why do you have to accompany her? Otherwise, you won't wear it at all?"
"You think I didn't expect that? But you two are definitely different sizes."
"What's the difference? As I recall, our heights and measurements are about the same, right?"
Su Xiaoya spoke in confusion. The measurements are definitely different...but Lu Yuanqiu is too embarrassed to talk about it in detail.
Bai Qingxia has a nice butt, a thin waist and big breasts. How can I tell this to my mother?
Su Xiaoya: "It's definitely too late to order it anyway, so I can only buy one that's about her size now. Do you know her measurements?"
When asked the second half of the question, 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, "Oh, by the way, I was going to take her to order a dance costume this Saturday, and she needs to be measured. Can't I just ask the boss then?"
Su Xiaoya: "It's too late on Saturday. The party is on Sunday."
"Then let's take her to the dance studio tomorrow afternoon after school."
Lu Yuanqiu's thoughts suddenly became clear.
He shook his body and slapped his sister's butt proudly. Lu Yidong turned around and Lu Tian was helping her zip up from behind. Because of this turn, the zipper broke.
Lu Tian was pulling at his zipper, and his expression was frozen as was his daughter's.
They both turned to look at their son/brother.
After realizing that he had gotten into trouble, the expression on Lu Yuanqiu's face stiffened.
"Whether you believe it or not, I don't want to do that." He spread his hands helplessly and explained.
Lu Yidong suddenly burst into tears: "Dad, look at him!"
"Fuck you!" Lu Tian picked up the clothes rack next to him and rushed over. Lu Yuanqiu jumped up and ran away.
"Kill him! Kill him! What am I going to wear if my dress is ruined?"
The short-haired little girl stamped her feet anxiously.
Su Xiaoya stopped Lu Tian and said to her daughter, "With your figure, why don't you just buy any clothes? Your measurements are all the same, can't you just buy children's clothes according to them?!"
Hearing this, Lu Yidong became even sadder and cried loudly with his head held high.
Day two.
Sunday.
When she arrived at the school, Bai Qingxia turned her head and saw a half circle of red marks on Lu Yuanqiu's left cheek.
"Your face..." the girl asked hesitantly.
Lu Yuanqiu turned his head to look at her unnaturally, and said "Ah", then put his left hand on his chin, making a pistol gesture, and said to her with his head half raised, "My new look is cool, right?"
Bai Qingxia narrowed her beautiful eyes and looked at the mark, which felt like the corner of a clothes 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, blow it and it will stop hurting..."
Bai Qingxia didn't listen to him. She glared at him, then took her hand back and said, "You must have done something to make Uncle Lu angry again."
Lu Yuanqiu was too lazy to explain.
"After school this afternoon, come with me to the dance studio."
……
After the fourth class in the afternoon, Lu Yuanqiu dragged the girl to the garage. Bai Qingxia was a little resistant 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: "Student Bai, I'm not discussing this with you. This is an order."
Bai Qingxia lowered her head. Whenever Lu Yuanqiu exercised this kind of hegemony over her, she had to obey as long as she couldn't think of an absolute reason to refute.
"Then we need to hurry."
She made appropriate concessions.
(End of this chapter)