CHAPTER 249: CHAPTER 250: THE CLOTHES ARE READY

"Comrade Su, can I make a small request for my birthday gift?"

Song Weidong said, his eyes fixed on Su Xiaoxiao, fiery gaze.

Su Xiaoxiao felt uneasy under his gaze and looked away, thinking that as long as it’s not too expensive, she would likely agree.

Seeing her implicit consent, Song Weidong straightened up nervously, feeling nearly as tense as when facing a superior during a military briefing.

"Then, I hope Comrade Su can knit a scarf for me by hand."

Back in the military, people would often show off scarves and gloves knitted by their girlfriends. Song Weidong had thought, if Comrade Su could knit a scarf for him, he would be the happiest man on earth.

Su Xiaoxiao was momentarily stunned by his words; knitting a scarf was not difficult for her.

Back in college, there was a trend to knit scarves as gifts for boyfriends or family members. She got inspired and bought a lot of yarn to knit scarves.

She still remembers the excited look in her mother’s eyes when she gifted her the scarf.

She just never understood why her mother never once wore it.

Probably because her beloved daughter knitted it, her mother couldn’t bear to wear it.

Knitting a scarf, in Su Xiaoxiao’s view, wasn’t difficult; however, this gift seemed a bit too cheap, especially since the watch they gave her was worth over a hundred yuan, while a scarf would cost much less?

At most, it would only require a bit of effort.

She couldn’t help but say, "Comrade Song, do you want to reconsider?"

Song Weidong felt a bit nervous, "Comrade Su, is this too difficult for you?"

True, they’re only ordinary friends now, and asking her to hand-knit a scarf was indeed quite intimate.

"It’s not difficult, just that the gift may be a bit too cheap."

Hearing this, Song Weidong let out a sigh of relief, thinking his earlier request hadn’t upset Comrade Su.

He looked earnestly at Su Xiaoxiao, "Comrade Su, I don’t lack expensive gifts, I just want a heartfelt gift."

Indeed, given Song Weidong’s family background, he was likely not lacking anything.

Thinking of this, Su Xiaoxiao nodded, "No problem."

Seeing her agree, Song Weidong’s cheeks seemed to grow even redder.

Comrade Su agreeing to knit him a scarf by hand, does it mean she also...

Thinking of this, his heart pounded with excitement.

He took several deep breaths to quell the surge of emotions.

"Comrade Su, it’s getting late, let me walk you home."

He stood up, noticing Su Xiaoxiao hadn’t moved.

In modern times, Su Xiaoxiao probably wouldn’t be interested in leftover meals.

But after being transported to this era and witnessing its backwardness and hardships, Su Xiaoxiao felt a pang for the half-eaten meals.

How much money and effort would be wasted?

She raised her head and asked Song Weidong, "Comrade Song, if you don’t want these dishes, can I take them home?"

Song Weidong was surprised by her question, glanced down into her bright eyes, his fingers twitched slightly.

She’s so cute, and so frugal, no wonder she’s someone he likes.

So he took the initiative to ask the staff for some takeaway containers, helping Su Xiaoxiao pack the food.

Half a table of dishes packed into three full containers.

Song Weidong carried the hefty containers while accompanying Su Xiaoxiao on her way home.

Just as they were about to reach the department store entrance, a voice called out from behind, "Comrade Song, Director Song is looking for you."

Song Weidong suddenly remembered; he came here to assist his father with inspections, almost forgetting about it.

He hurriedly handed the containers to Su Xiaoxiao, waving her goodbye, "Comrade Su, I need to go, see you later."

Su Xiaoxiao gave him a sweet smile, "Alright, see you later."

Then turned around with the containers and entered the department store.

Watching her leave without hesitation made Song Weidong feel a bit despondent.

He didn’t notice that although Comrade Su was not tall, she walked quite swiftly.

"Comrade Su."

Su Xiaoxiao had just stepped inside when she heard someone calling her from behind, turning to see Wang Chunmei standing there.

"Director Dong sent me to deliver your clothes."

Compared to the indifference and disdain during their first meeting, Wang Chunmei was much more enthusiastic this time.

Su Xiaoxiao was surprised to see Wang Chunmei carrying a large pile of clothes.

Director Dong promised three days but completed it in just two; that was fast.

"You can check them first, if there are any issues, you can find me at the factory."

Wang Chunmei handed over the clothes with a very gentle tone.

She dressed stylishly and fashionably, attracting the glances of passersby.

Su Xiaoxiao didn’t expect Director Dong to have Mr. Wang deliver the clothes, feeling a bit flattered.

"Thank you for running this errand, Mr. Wang."

Su Xiaoxiao quickly responded.

"No trouble, I wanted to come. I want to apologize to you for last time, I was too arrogant, thinking I’ve learned a bit and became conceited, didn’t realize Comrade Su is truly impressive."

Wang Chunmei spoke, bending slightly to bow to her.

Su Xiaoxiao was startled by such a sincere apology and quickly bowed back.

Thinking, Wang Chunmei seemed hard to approach, but she turned out to be nice.

Seeing Wang Chunmei about to continue, she quickly waved, "Compared to Mr. Wang, I’m still far behind, just happened to know a bit, can’t compare to professionals."

Look, Comrade Su is so humble, unlike her, who had a bit of success and thought herself exceptional.

She didn’t realize there are always people better than oneself.

She used to believe that being a young designer at the city’s largest clothing factory was an amazing achievement, but today she realized she was just a frog in a well.

"Comrade Su, I’m leaving now. You’re welcome to visit the factory anytime."

Wang Chunmei said, waving her goodbye, and turned to leave.

Su Xiaoxiao walked home with the clothes, Zhang Yulan and Qin Shuang saw her and approached eagerly.

"Xiaoxiao, how was your date with Comrade Song?"

Zhang Yulan was the first to speak.

"What date? Sister Zhang, don’t tease me, I and Comrade Song are just pure revolutionary friends."

"You see it as revolutionary friendship, but Comrade Song might not see it that way. When he looked at you, his eyes seemed glued to you."

"Xiaoxiao, tell us, what’s it like to go on a date?"

Qin Shuang chimed in.

Facing the gossip-filled looks of the two, Su Xiaoxiao quickly lifted the clothes in her hands, shifting their focus.

"Sister Zhang, Shuangshuang, look what this is?"

They widened their eyes at the clothes, completely forgetting to gossip about Su Xiaoxiao’s love life.

"Xiaoxiao, is this the team uniform sponsored by Red Star Clothing Factory?"

Zhang Yulan asked excitedly, when suddenly a mocking voice came from the side.