"How can I return it?" Zhang Wei clapped his hands regretfully: "It's my heart after all, so why did you buy so much?"
Hu Yifei was actually shocked by the price Zhang Wei mentioned just now.
She knew very well who Zhang Wei was.
Don't talk about spending 3,000 yuan to buy a stroller.
It is unknown whether his own living expenses are 3,000 yuan a year.
This is a stingy guy to the extreme.
It's almost impossible to get him to spend money.
It is incredible that Zhang Wei can spend 3,000 yuan to buy a stroller.
I saw Zhang Wei's expression of regret.
Hu Yifei didn't intend to disappoint him too much: "Although there is only one Xiaoxiaobu, the stroller can be used interchangeably. If not, let... well, Xiaobu, one, three, five, seven, sit in Meijia's stroller, and two, four
Just sit in your stroller, that's all."
Chen Meijia did not intend to embarrass Zhang Wei too much.
But as Xiaobu's mother, she prefers that Xiaobu rides in the stroller she bought.
Just looking at Zhang Wei's regretful expression.
"or……"
"Just do what Sister Yifei said?"
Zhang Wei was stunned for a moment.
He just wanted to prepare the ground for returning the stroller, but he didn't expect that it would turn out to be like this.
Tang Zhan laughed when he saw Zhang Wei shooting himself in the foot.
He knew what Zhang Wei was thinking: "Zhang Wei, otherwise, don't return this stroller. If the stroller bought by Meijia is not of good quality, it can be replaced at any time."
"No..." Zhang Wei changed his mind: "I think what Meijia said makes sense."
"A stroller is enough."
"But a little bit."
"remember!"
Zhang Wei pointed to the room where Xiao Xiaobu was: "As long as Xiao Xiaobu needs it, her Uncle Zhang will be there at your call."
After saying that, Zhang Wei pulled the stroller he bought and left.
Zhang Wei's sudden change.
Making everyone feel helpless.
"It seems that Zhang Wei is still the same Zhang Wei." Hu Yifei couldn't help but laugh: "However, it is not bad to spend 3,000 yuan on a stroller for Xiao Xiaobu's 100-day banquet."
Chen Meijia smiled helplessly, but now she was more concerned about Xiao Xiaobu's problem. She picked up the box on the table and said, "Dali, you are good at English. Please help me read the instruction manual for this hand model."
"Hand model?"
Zhuge Dali took the box and read the instructions on it carefully.
"It's a shaping material, leaving a model for the baby's little hands. There's also gold in it, so it looks like local gold." After Chen Meijia explained, she took out her phone: "I'll show you the photo. Look, this little hand is made of gold."
The model is so cute. When the baby grows up, it will be given to her. It’s so meaningful.”
Lu Ziqiao had finished moving the things and was sitting listlessly on the cabinet behind Chen Meijia: "When the baby grows up, I will tell her that your fist is worth five hundred yuan and your finger is worth a hundred yuan. It is like a golden finger."
"Oh, don't be so sad." Hu Yifei still supported Chen Meijia: "If you lose the money, you can still make money. I can only make hand models once in my life, so it's worth it."
"That's right." Chen Meijia's tone contained complaints about Lu Ziqiao.
Zhuge Dali had already read the instructions: "These are safety precautions. There are no instructions for use. I will do some research and help you do it tomorrow."
"That's great." Chen Meijia was very excited: "I'll go get the photos tomorrow. When I get back, I'll make a hand model of Xiao Xiaobu with you."
I was originally complaining about Chen Meijia spending money indiscriminately.
I have also experienced the power of photo studio sales.
Lu Ziqiao couldn't sit still when she heard that Chen Meijia was going there tomorrow.