My Taoist nun girlfriend is from the Republic of China era, 1942.

Chapter 96 Does buying a cell phone mean you have to sleep with someone?

On the twelfth day of the first lunar month, Yu Hongkai's wedding came to a close.

When she got home, Chen Xiaomiao practically collapsed onto the sofa, completely exhausted, clutching a thick red envelope in her hand.

Being a bridesmaid and standing with the bride for most of the day, welcoming and seeing off guests, is more tiring than her chopping firewood in the mountains all day.

Once she caught her breath, Chen Xiaomiao rallied and eagerly opened the red envelope, dumping the crisp stack of banknotes inside onto the sofa and counting them one by one.

Yu Hongkai is truly generous; when he said he would give a big red envelope, he didn't hesitate at all—a full 66,000 yuan.

Seeing her greedy look, Lu Yuan couldn't help but tease her: "It's one thing for someone to give you something, but how can you have the nerve to accept it?"

Chen Xiaomiao buried her head in counting the money, replying without looking up, "What's there to be embarrassed about? It's mine, why would I take it?"

She counted the money carefully, counting it once and then again, and only after confirming that everything was correct did she happily stack the money back up.

Lu Yuan continued to tease her: "That's strange. You accept money readily when others give you money, but when I give you money, you hesitate and haggle over every penny?"

Chen Xiaomiao paused, clutching the wad of money, and muttered softly, "That's different..."

"Why is it different?"

"Your money... is the family's money."

After saying that, she blushed, feeling a little awkward about what she had said.

After spending the New Year holiday, Lu Yuan finally understood everything.

At first, he thought that Chen Xiaomiao had come from a poor background and had developed a good habit of thrift and frugality.

Now it seems that this is not the case at all.

This girl earns other people's money and spends other people's money with complete confidence, without even blinking an eye.

She's been receiving red envelopes since the first day of the Lunar New Year, and the words "I'm sorry" have never appeared on her face.

But when it comes to spending their own money, they are always stingy and try to save as much as possible.

Even buying a single scallion takes her a long time to plan.

It only takes in and never gives out; it's like a Pixiu!
After counting the money, Chen Xiaomiao, as usual, pushed the thick stack of banknotes along with the festive red envelopes in front of Lu Yuan.

"Lu Yuan, here, please save this to my phone."

Lu Yuan didn't take it: "It's not good to keep leaving it here. What if I run away with your money one day? Where will you go to cry then?"

Chen Xiaomiao blinked, her face full of certainty: "You wouldn't."

"There's always a chance of something going wrong."

Lu Yuan pushed the money back, stood up, and said, "Come on, change your clothes. I'll take you to get your own bank card and phone number. From now on, all your money will be in your own account."

Chen Xiaomiao held the wad of money, thought about it, and felt that what Lu Yuan said made sense.

just in case……

What if one day the man really doesn't want me anymore and I have no money?

Thinking of this, she nodded seriously.

"Then... okay!"

It was afternoon when I went out, the sun was shining warmly, and the streets after the New Year had returned to their usual bustling state.

Lu Yuan accompanied Chen Xiaomiao to a nearby business hall.

With the guidance of the staff, Chen Xiaomiao took photos and filled out forms. Before long, she had a SIM card that belonged to her.

As he left the store, Lu Yuan pointed to a brightly decorated and impressive mobile phone store next door.

"Come on, I'll get you a new phone while I'm at it."

Why change your phone?

Chen Xiaomiao shook her old phone in her hand: "This one still works, it's perfectly fine, why would I replace it?"

"You bought this phone when we first met. It only cost a little over a thousand yuan. It's a cheap one."

Lu Yuan began to spout nonsense with a straight face: "Cheap phones have little 'space' inside; you can only store up to 20,000 yuan."

Look at all the money you have now, your old phone can't hold it all, you need to get a more expensive phone with more 'space' to store it.

Chen Xiaomiao was completely taken aback by Lu Yuan.

Is that right?

She scratched her head, feeling that something was off, but she couldn't quite put her finger on it.

Half-believing and half-doubting, Chen Xiaomiao was pushed into the specialty store by Lu Yuan.

There weren't many customers in the store, and a female clerk in uniform with a sweet smile immediately came up to us: "Good afternoon, sir and madam. How can I help you?"

Chen Xiaomiao cleared her throat, trying to imitate Lu Yuan's usual manner of speaking, and made a concerted effort to appear confident.

"I want to buy a phone that can store money."

The sales clerk's professional smile froze for a moment, then quickly returned to normal: "Miss, all our phones support mobile payment and online banking. Which one are you asking about?"

"I need one that can store..."

Chen Xiaomiao counted on her fingers. She had received more than 20,000 yuan in lucky money during the Chinese New Year, plus the 66,000 yuan she had just received, so she had almost 90,000 yuan on her. She held up one finger and said seriously to the shop assistant, "I want a phone that can store 100,000 yuan."

"One...one hundred thousand yuan?"

The female shop assistant was completely stunned, thinking she had misheard.

She subconsciously thought the other party was asking about the price, so she quickly waved her hand and explained, "Miss, you're joking. Our brand's most expensive flagship model is just over ten thousand yuan. We don't have any phones that cost one hundred thousand yuan."

“It’s not the price of 100,000 yuan,” Chen Xiaomiao explained anxiously, “it’s a phone that can store 100,000 yuan in it.”

Female shop assistant: "..."

She stood there, her brain blank for a full three seconds, and her facial expressions nearly collapsed.

Is this some new slang or a prank?
She suppressed a laugh, using all her remaining composure to maintain her professional demeanor: "Excuse me, miss, I don't quite understand what you mean. Perhaps you could take a look at our latest flagship phone first..."

"Can this latest model save 100,000 yuan?" Chen Xiaomiao interrupted her and asked.

Lu Yuan was trying so hard not to laugh that his shoulders were shaking. When he saw that the time was right, he stepped forward and pulled Chen Xiaomiao behind him.

"Sorry, she was just joking with you."

Lu Yuan smiled and said to the sales clerk, "Let's take a look at the latest models. We'll get two, and you can introduce them to us."

Seeing Lu Yuan's barely suppressed laughter, and then looking at the shop assistant's relieved expression, as if saying "Finally, someone I can communicate with normally," Chen Xiaomiao belatedly realized what was going on.

Her face flushed instantly, burning from her cheeks all the way to her ears, and she wished she could disappear into a crack in the ground.

After I bought the phone and paid for it, the clerk took the receipt to the warehouse to retrieve the item.

The two sat in the store's rest area and waited.

Once the strangers were gone, Chen Xiaomiao could no longer hold back. She glared angrily at Lu Yuan and lightly punched his arm with her little fist.

"You scoundrel, you deliberately embarrassed me!"

"Okay, okay, don't be angry."

Lu Yuan grabbed her hand, still smiling broadly, "I bought you a new phone as an apology."

It would be better if we didn't mention it, because mentioning Chen Xiaomiao makes me even angrier.

"I didn't tell you to buy it! A perfectly good phone works perfectly fine, why waste money like that? You're just wasting your time..."

As she was grumbling and complaining, the wind chimes at the shop entrance jingled, and two more people walked in.

A man and a woman entered.

The man was a middle-aged fat man with a beer belly and a gold chain about the thickness of a little finger around his neck.

The woman was in her early twenties, wearing stockings and a short skirt in the dead of winter, with heavy makeup on her face, and her body was almost entirely pressed against the man's.

"Godfather~~"

The woman drawled out her words, her voice cloyingly sweet: "I don't care, you have to get me the latest model today! Don't worry, I'll definitely 'go all out' tonight and make you feel really comfortable!"

The fat man was overjoyed by her shaking and gave her a hard slap on the butt.

"Alright, alright, it's a deal! As long as you satisfy your godfather, I'll get you not only a new phone, but also a new car!"

Chen Xiaomiao's cheeks began to burn again as she listened to their explicit conversation.

She tugged at Lu Yuan's sleeve and whispered, "Lu Yuan, what did they mean by what they said?"

Lu Yuan turned his head and saw that Chen Xiaomiao's face was flushed. He chuckled and said, "Don't you understand? It means exactly what you're thinking!"

"is it?"

Chen Xiaomiao looked completely incredulous.

If a man buys a woman a cell phone, does that mean she has to sleep with him?

She bit her lower lip tightly, lost in thought, as if two little figures were fighting in her mind.

She glanced at the greasy, fat man, then at Lu Yuan's handsome and clean profile.

Then he looked at the heavily made-up woman, and then looked down at himself.

A terrifying equation slowly formed in her mind.

The man...buys a cell phone for the woman.

Women... are expected to sleep with men.

Lu Yuan... just bought himself a phone too.

Then...does that mean I should too...?

"Miss, your new phone."

The shop assistant returned and handed the beautifully packaged phone box to Chen Xiaomiao: "You can open it now and try it out. I'll help you transfer the data from your old phone."

As if she had been burned, Chen Xiaomiao jerked back, put her hands behind her back, shook her head like a rattle drum, and her pretty face turned bright red.

"I...I don't want it!"

(End of this chapter)