Before the end, I owned an amazing caravan

Chapter 18

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Zhao Xi's refusal made Wang Qingqing even more uneasy, and angrily poked Liu Meng next to her, motioning her to speak.

Zhao Xi didn't look at her too much, but turned to look at Liu Meng.

"Zhao Xi, it's like this, um, we didn't go to the morning market after seeing the weather was normal a while ago, and now, there is nothing to eat at home... I want to borrow some from you first, don't worry, when we get it I'll pay you back right away."

Liu Meng's face was reddish. In fact, they still have something to eat, but Sister Qingqing said that the prices of all kinds of food and drink are getting more expensive every day, and they don't have much money on hand, so they need to plan carefully.

He also said that their migrant workers are not as good as Zhao Xi's local ones. They can live easily without going to work all day, and the savings in their hands must be indispensable.

Food and drink are very expensive now, and prices are increasing every day.

Liu Meng knew it was wrong to lie, but considering how little money was left on hand, she finally agreed with Wang Qingqing's decision.

After all, it seems that Zhao Xi's conditions are much better than theirs, and she should be able to borrow some money from her to tide over the difficulties...

Liu Meng thought to herself that during this period of time, Zhao Xi brought back a full bag of things every day. Even when they were relaxing in those few days, Zhao Xi still conscientiously stocked up on the goods... She couldn't help feeling less entangled. After a while, he looked at Zhao Xi with pleading eyes.

"Zhao Xi, we've known each other for such a long time and we can be considered friends. Before, we were worried about you getting up early to go shopping alone, and we specially asked you to go shopping together. You won't leave us alone this time, right? !?"

After Liu Meng finished speaking, before Zhao Xi could speak, Wang Qingqing's voice sounded next to him.

It seems to be a request, but it actually means moral kidnapping in the discourse.If Zhao Xi was just a fledgling girl, no matter how reluctant she was, she would probably be told to fetch food and give it to the other party no matter how reluctant she was.

It's a pity that she, Zhao Xi, had no father or mother since she was a child, and her grandparents died early. She knew a truth very early on, that is, good people are bullied by others, and good horses are ridden by others.

As soon as Wang Qingqing said this, Zhao Xi immediately thought of those relatives with malicious intentions after the death of his grandparents, and a few neighbors who were greedy for cheap, almost all of them were like this. Being young, I found an excuse to come to the door to take advantage.

"Hey, you all know how expensive food is now. I'm not like you. I still get paid every month when I go to work. As for me, I rely on a little savings from my family, and now I have very little left. I’m so tight, I don’t have enough to eat myself, so how can I lend you any extra.”

Zhao Xi spoke the local dialect of City A, and regardless of whether the two people at the opposite door understood it or not, she closed the door with a bang after she finished speaking.

The two people at the door seemed to be dazed for a moment, and then Zhao Xi heard Wang Qingqing's distraught voice, which roughly meant that Zhao Xi was impersonal, that they were just borrowing but not repaying, and being stingy, and Liu Meng whispered next to him. voice of persuasion.

Zhao Xi was too lazy to listen, so he turned around and went back to the living room to look at Xiaoju. At this point, he was probably about to wake up again. When he woke up, Mimi would be crying for milk. She had to warm some goat milk. Well feed it.

It was so hot outside, seeing Zhao Xi remained unmoved, Wang Qingqing, who felt uninterested, went back within a few minutes, followed by Liu Meng, and finally there was no movement at the door.

Zhao Xi was holding a small orange in one hand, and a mini spoon in the other. He put half a bowl of warm goat's milk in his hand, and fed the little guy one mouthful at a time.

Even though Zhao Xi was careful enough, it was inevitable that excess goat milk would get on Xiaoju's hair. Zhao Xi was thinking about where to buy two pet feeding bottles.

(End of this chapter)