Liu Ronghua was somewhat embarrassed, but she braced herself and said, "Han Xinyan, could you lend me an outfit?"
Xinyan obviously didnāt expect Liu Ronghua to approach her to borrow clothes: "Why?"
Liu Ronghua blushed, "My family isnāt well off, and weāve always been looked down upon by relatives. I received a letter from home a few days ago; my cousin is getting married next week. Since Iām studying here in Beijing, they want me to attend the wedding on behalf of my family.
I know I shouldnāt let my vanity drive me to ask to borrow clothes from you, but our family has lived under their mockery for so long, and after much thought, I just donāt want to give them another opportunity to ridicule me."
After hearing this, Xinyan slightly furrowed her brow: "Why ask me?"
Liu Ronghua turned even redder: "Iāve observed for a long time that you have many outfits. I guessed that no one would like others wearing their clothes. So, if you mind, I thought you could sell the clothes you lend me at a discounted price, but Iām afraid Iād have to pay you back bit by bit."
Glancing at a few people eavesdropping in the nearby classroom, with things said to this extent, if she truly disagreed, various versions of rumors might spread soon.
Glancing at the person in front of her, she remembered the clothes her aunt bought for her, which were already a bit small and shrank further after washing.
Seeing Liu Ronghuaās figure, the clothes should fit her just right. Rather than keeping them, it was better to block those calculating schemes; consider it a good deed for the day: "Forget about the money. Just so happens I have a set thatās shrunk a bit; theyāre a little tight on me, so Iāll bring them for you tomorrow. However, I canāt help you with shoes."
Liu Ronghua didnāt expect Xinyan to agree: "Han Xinyan, thank you."
When Xinyan returned to the classroom, Jiang Peiqin came over: "What did she want from you?"
Xinyan didnāt hide anything and told Jiang Peiqin about it.
Jiang Peiqin glanced outside: "Donāt be so agreeable in the future, otherwise, youāll have people asking you for help all the time."
Hearing this, Xinyan realized something: "I know, thanks for the reminder."
Jiang Peiqin scanned the surroundings and leaned in to whisper to Xinyan: "Iām speaking from experience."
Upon hearing this, Xinyan understood that Jiang Peiqin had been through similar situations before.
Just as she was about to say something, the teacher walked in, so she held her tongue.
After school, Xinyan went back to the small courtyard to eat and then put money in her backpack to go to Mr. Lingās place.
She wanted to settle the house matters quickly, so she took the afternoon off.
Mr. Ling was surprised to see her, but soon composed himself: "Youāve come?"
Xinyan nodded: "Yes, I want to get the house formalities done this afternoon."
Mr. Ling glanced around the courtyard with a look of reluctance: "Alright, wait a moment, Iāll be right there."
Xinyan thought it would be complicated, but Mr. Ling had acquaintances in the housing bureau, so they completed the process in no time.
Looking at the freshly issued property deed, her heart was filled with excitement.
As they left the housing bureau, Mr. Ling finally said, "Weāll leave next Monday, feel free to come pick up the house anytime."
Xinyan smiled and nodded: "Then Iāll come over next Monday to see you off."
After they parted, Xinyan didnāt immediately tell her parents and He Jinxuan about buying the house; she wanted to surprise them.
Time flew by, and it was the day Mr. Ling and his wife were leaving. Xinyan arrived early in the morning.
When she entered the yard, she saw Mr. Ling had already packed the luggage in the yard, and there were people there to pick them up.