He wanted to ask her what illness she had and who the prescription in the pharmacy belonged to, but when he opened his mouth, he didn't know how to ask.
When he was in the village before, he heard people say more than once that she was "recovered from her illness."
But they all said she had a skin disease, but now, he was a little unsure.
Su Qiao touched his stomach and looked at him: "There's nothing good to eat in this town, let's go eat noodles."
Fu Jingyao opened his mouth, closed it again, and nodded slightly as a response.
Su Qiao took him to the noodle shop they had last time and had a big bowl of beef noodles, and then they went to a small department store.
The owner of the department store obviously knew Su Qiao. When he saw her, he greeted her warmly.
"Little girl, are you watching TV again?"
"It's still early today. The TV show you like hasn't started yet. You're a little early."
Su Qiao smiled and shook his head: "Boss, I don't watch TV. I want to ask, do you have Transformers for sale?"
In a department store like this in a small town, there is usually a large TV at the door and some long square stools in front of it.
The purpose is to attract customers.
The clone Su Qiao used to come to the entrance of this department store often to watch TV, and therefore, the boss knew her.
"There are Transformers, but they're not very good."
Su Qiao took out a small black wallet and said, "It's okay. I'll buy one first and then go to the city to buy a bigger one when I have a chance."
"Are there any children at home?"
The proprietress took the hundred-dollar bill and looked at the man wearing a mask behind Su Qiao with some curiosity.
Could this be the little girl’s man
Looks pretty good.
It just seems a bit too personal.
The black pants had a big hole at the knee and the color of his hair was also strange.
"No, it's my little nephew. He fell and was injured. He is in the hospital."
Following the proprietress's line of sight, Su Qiao turned and glanced at Fu Jingyao.
Fortunately, I wore a mask, otherwise I would have been surrounded by people.
"The child is injured and really needs to be comforted."
The proprietress gave Su Qiao the largest Transformer and handed it to her along with the twenty yuan change, and enthusiastically tried to keep her:
"Little girl, your favorite TV show will start in half an hour. How about you sit here with me for a while?"
Su Qiao held the toy box, smiled and shook his head: "No, I have something else to do today, so I won't watch it."
After Su Qiao left, the proprietress stared at her back for a long time.
"I didn't expect this little girl to be so pretty."
She used to always wear a big mask, and she thought something was growing on her face.
It turns out that it wasn't because she had something growing on her, it was because she was too good-looking, so she was afraid of being noticed by some gangsters.
Fu Jingyao looked back at the small department store, his eyes twinkling: "Did you like to come here to watch TV before?"
"Occasionally."
Su Qiao tilted her head to glance at him and felt that he was unusually silent today, and he no longer had the coldness and hostility he had before.
After thinking for a while, he explained slowly:
"I just bought the TV at home. I didn't have money before. Sometimes when I wanted to watch TV, I would walk ten miles along the mountain road to the entrance of the small supermarket to watch it."
"I was lucky enough to dig up a wild ginseng in the mountains. I sold it for some money and then renovated the house and bought electrical appliances and furniture."
"I used to grow my own crops and vegetables, buy my own cloth to make clothes and shoes, and when I had time I would go to the mountains to dig some herbs and sell them at the Chinese medicine shop in town to get some money to buy daily necessities."
"Is there anything else you want to ask?"