I was a daigou in the 60s

"The cost of four sets of clothing is about one hundred yuan, so selling them for one hundred and fifty yuan is a good profit."

Yang Xueqin looked at him in surprise. She didn't expect the actual cost to be so low.

"How do you know so much?"

she asked curiously.

"I have a friend who used to run a clothing business, and I would chat with him occasionally."

Xiao Dongqing took a puff of his cigarette and continued.

"I plan to visit him in the next few days and bring you some nice clothes."

"It's still the style you like."

Yang Xueqin nodded without asking why he was particularly fond of those cotton-padded jackets.

The two of them exchanged a few words and then left.

Yin Meifang sat at the counter with a frown on her face, feeling very dissatisfied with Xiao Dongqing.

In the business world, every industry has unwritten rules.

For example, in the used car market, car owners want to get a better price by comparing prices from different stores.

But once the information is recorded and shared, subsequent quotes will only get lower and lower.

Ultimately, the owner may have to accept the price initially offered.

I thought I had gotten the upper hand, but in fact I hadn't.

Industry rules are like an ecosystem; any disruption will affect the overall balance.

This is why Yin Meifang cannot lower prices at will.

Because she knows the importance of maintaining industry rules.

And today, Xiao Dongqing's words undoubtedly touched this unwritten bottom line.

As night fell, Xiao Dongqing gently pushed open the door of his home.

The lights in the living room were still on, casting a warm light on the floor.

Su Zhilan stood in front of the kitchen window, looking at the outside world with a dazed look.

As if he was thinking about something far away.

Suddenly, she felt a warm embrace around her from behind.

She was so frightened that she trembled and subconsciously broke free, leaning against the corner, her eyes full of surprise.

"When did you come back?"

There was a hint of panic in her voice.

"I just arrived. Didn't you hear me open the door?"

Xiao Dongqing replied, noticing that the door was still open.

The cold wind whistled in, and the clothes hangers swayed and creaked in the wind.

He hurried forward and closed the door.

Su Zhilan felt mixed emotions.

The recent days have not been easy. I didn't even notice the sound of my husband coming home.

She had planned to go to bed early, but she tossed and turned in bed and couldn't fall asleep.

The scene of the nursery kept appearing in my mind, especially Wu Wenhao's words.

"Life at sea is like family; if you don't get along with your family, the consequences will be disastrous."

Thinking of this, Su Zhilan felt even more depressed.

Her parents were excellent sailors, but they met with misfortune while sailing.

As sailors, they were highly skilled, so why did they drown?

She frowned in thought, a mixture of worry and uneasiness.

"what are you thinking about?"

Xiao Dongqing's voice interrupted her thoughts again.

Su Zhilan shook her head slightly and spoke softly.

"nothing."

She seemed a little tired and her voice was so low that it was almost inaudible.

Xiao Dongqing looked at the clock on the wall and said.

"It's only nine o'clock. I'm not late, am I?"

"It's not too late. Go wash up first. We'll go to bed later. I've reserved a bed for you."

Su Zhilan's answer was soft and weak, and she looked like she was worried about something.

Xiao Dongqing stopped there and sighed helplessly.

He knew that there seemed to be an invisible barrier between them.

There are still many unresolved issues between them, and it is difficult for them to be honest with each other like ordinary couples.

Xiao Dongqing did not give up.

He knew that trust is not something that can be expressed in words, but something that can be earned through actions.

After smoking a cigarette, he decided to take a shower to give himself a chance to calm down.

After drying himself and opening the door, he saw Su Zhilan curled up on the edge of the bed.

He seemed to have fallen asleep, while his daughter was sleeping on the other side with her legs up in the air, looking particularly at ease.

Xiao Dongqing walked to the end of the bed, but stopped.

He suddenly changed his mind and no longer wanted to sleep at the other end as he usually did.

He tiptoed around to behind Su Zhilan.

He carefully put his arm around her waist.

This action made Su Zhilan jump away like a startled bird.

She turned her head and said with fear.

"What are you doing? Go back to your side."

Xiao Dongqing didn't say anything, but just hugged her gently again and rested his head on her shoulder.

Although Su Zhilan wanted to break free, Xiao Dongqing held her tightly.

Like guarding something precious.

"Don't wake the child."

He whispered.

Hearing her daughter's name, Su Zhilan stopped struggling.

"Why are you like this!"

She frowned and pulled the quilt tighter around her.

Xiao Dongqing remained silent and just hugged her tightly.

Let her feel the warmth of her heartbeat.

"No matter what difficulties we face, I will always be your husband."

"You can tell me if you have any troubles, and I will help you solve them."

Xiao Dongqing said gently.

"I can handle it myself."

Su Zhilan answered somewhat displeasedly, not wanting to always rely on her husband.

I feel like that would make me appear weak.

She closed her eyes and ignored Xiao Dongqing.

The night is as dark as ink and silent.

Raindrops in the forest tapped the ground, awakening the sleeping spores.

They dance in the moist air, giving birth to new life and welcoming the new dawn.

Gradually, Xiao Dongqing fell asleep, completely unaware of anything in the outside world.

"what."

A scream broke the silence of the night.

Su Zhilan suddenly woke up and jumped out of bed in panic.

Leaning against the wall, his eyes were full of vigilance and disgust.

"You rascal!"

She shouted at Xiao Dongqing.

"What happened?"

Xiao Dongqing rubbed his eyes, looking confused.

Xiao Dongqing was also awakened by the sudden sound and was confused about the situation for a while.

His daughter was woken up and sat up on the bed, rubbing her sleepy eyes and asking.

"Mom, is it daybreak yet?"

Su Zhilan didn't want her daughter to worry about the little things at home, so she said gently.

"Almost done, go wash up, I'll take you to school later."

"But, today is the weekend."

The daughter reminded.

"Then play in the living room for a while. I'll go prepare breakfast for you."

Su Zhilan took her daughter's hand and walked out of the room.

Before leaving, she turned around and gave Xiao Dongqing a warning look, the meaning of blame was self-evident.

Xiao Dongqing was still confused and didn't know what was going on.

He scratched his head and searched for clothes to wear.

He was suddenly startled to realize that he had slept close to Su Zhilan last night.

"oops!"

He looked embarrassed.

"It's not my fault, it was a subconscious action, what should I do!"

Fifteen minutes later, Xiao Dongqing, neatly dressed, walked into the living room.

I saw my daughter playing with a clockwork frog on the floor.

"Look, Dad, when you turn the spring, the frog will jump."

Her daughter excitedly showed it to her.

The frog hopped some distance across the floor and finally stopped.

"How clever! Let daddy give you a kiss."