After lunch, Wang Yitong started taking Yingbao to buy books, pens and ink, and a military green cross-body bag, which is something like a school bag.

We went to the same house as last time, which was for the eldest brother, the second brother and the youngest brother...the three of them needed them for school.

The store is called Yipinxuan. It has a wide variety of products, which is much better than the other store. More importantly, the service attitude is also good. You can come in and look around. Just be careful not to damage the books.

It is much better than another shop called Yijingxuan which looks down on others. The most important thing is that not only is Yijingxuan looking down on others, but the books, writing brushes, storybooks, pamphlets... inside are extremely expensive and most people cannot afford them. Even if they can afford it, Yingbao and the others will not come here to buy.

The quality is similar, one is cheap and affordable, the other is ridiculously expensive, even a fool would know how to choose? ! ! !

Art Gallery.

"Young friends, what would you like to order? Do you need me to recommend something to you?" The wealthy and elegant boss watched Wang Yitong and Yingbao, mother and daughter, come in for a while, hesitating about what to choose. He stepped forward and introduced them at the right time.

Wang Yitong responded politely: "Thank you, boss. I don't need it for now. I will call you if I need you. You go ahead and do your work first."

Yingbao ignored the little episode here, and instead read the notebook he had just accidentally discovered with great interest.

It mainly tells the story of a beautiful girl and Chen Shimei.

Seeing that her daughter was obsessed with the picture, Yingbao did not call her, but wandered around by herself. After a slow walk, she had a plan in mind. However, her daughter Yingbao was a person with her own ideas and might not make her own choice, so she walked to Yingbao and asked, "Yingbao... what do you need? What do you like?"

Yingbao finally looked up from the storybook. He hadn't read it for a long time. He was fascinated for a while and a little shy: "Mom, I'm fine with anything. Just buy whatever you like." After hesitating for a while, he said to Wang Yitong: "Mom, buy me some storybooks and strange stories, okay?"

Wang Yitong asked doubtfully: "Why do you want the storybook? Can you understand it?"

Yingbao pretended to be sad and said, "Mother, I used to hear the grandfathers in the village talk about the outside world. How beautiful and interesting it is. I really want to see it. The grandfathers also talked about storybooks. The stories in them are touching...

I have never seen a storybook, nor the dolls pictured in it, and I want to take a look at it with my brother and others."

Wang Yitong heard this and said sadly: "Buy... whatever books you want, we'll buy them all." Then he added to Yingbao: "Are there any other books you want?"

Yingbao shook his head and said obediently: "Mom, these are enough for me."

Wang Yitong lowered her head and her eyes hurt. My goodness, there are more than ten books. How can she finish reading them?

But she was just thinking about it silently in her heart, and finally she arranged everything for her daughter Yingbao.

Yingbao seldom asks for things like food from her mother... almost never in her memory. This is the first time she sees her express her desire so strongly.

Therefore, as a mother, fulfilling her child’s wish is the greatest thing she can do so far.

It is true that Yingbao was attracted by the content of the storybook she bought, but that is not the most important thing.

What she was thinking was that when she had time to read and understand the current development trends, directions, and target audiences of vernacular novels, she could then write one herself based on the modern magazines and novels she had read.

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