Chapter 245: Quite the Storyteller

Fu Mingxue said with a smile, "Then you can put the two kids in the cargo bed and take them out."

Hearing this, Mrs. Fu didn’t even want to talk to her anymore.

’Putting the kids in the back cargo bed? That’s not okay at all! What if someone snatches them?’

’And besides, isn’t it dangerous for little kids to sit in the back like that?’

’What if they fall out?’

After parking the tricycle, Mrs. Fu said, "A tricycle this nice-looking and practical... I bet a lot of people will be asking to borrow it in the future."

Fu Mingxue wasn’t concerned. "Then we just won’t lend it out. If we don’t lend it to anyone, they’ll naturally stop coming over to ask."

Mrs. Fu shot her a sidelong glance. "Easy for you to say. The tricycle is sitting right here at home. If someone asks to borrow it, can I really refuse? Forget everyone else, what about the people we’re on good terms with? How can I say no to them?"

Fu Mingxue said, "How long have you even been here? How many people are you really on good terms with? Besides, just tell them it cost over two hundred yuan. Would they still have the nerve to ask?"

"It’s like a bicycle. Who would lend that out to people every day? Do they have no shame?"

Mrs. Fu thought about it and realized she had a point.

’It’s true, not every family has a bicycle. And those who don’t have one wouldn’t go around borrowing one every single day, even if they wanted to.’

’After all, these things are very expensive.’

"Alright, let’s not get hung up on this. Have you guys eaten dinner yet? Are there any leftovers? I’m starving."

The moment Mrs. Fu heard her daughter hadn’t eaten, her attention shifted completely. "You haven’t eaten? I’ll go make you a bowl of noodles."

"Okay. Please make a big bowl, I’m really starving. I’m going to take a shower first." She was covered in the smell of paint and needed to wash up before she could even think about eating.

As she entered the main room, she saw the two little ones sitting in their own special chairs.

They were overjoyed to see her come in.

Qin Keke, in particular, stretched out her little arms, her beautiful eyes sparkling. "Mama, hold me..."

Fu Mingxue wanted to hold her badly, but the smell clinging to her was too strong.

"Be a good girl, Keke. Mama’s going to take a shower first, then I’ll come hold you."

She pointed to her clothes. "Dirty!"

Ever since the twins started talking, they had demonstrated a remarkable aptitude for language.

They had learned quite a few words.

Moreover, they could understand most simple things said to them.

For example—the word "dirty."

Fu Mingxue went to her room to grab some clothes.

Then she took a quick shower.

When she came out, she saw Wang Xiang circling her tricycle, marveling at the sight.

Seeing Fu Mingxue emerge, Wang Xiang hurried over to ask, "Mingxue, where did you buy this tricycle? I’ve never seen one at the co-op. How much did it cost?"

Before Fu Mingxue could open her mouth, Mrs. Fu, who was coming out with a bowl of noodles, cut in, "Of course they don’t have it at the co-op. This is a special production vehicle. They’re not for sale right now."

Wang Xiang: ...?

’Not for sale? Then what’s the deal with this one?’

"Anyway, her work unit gave it to us temporarily. We’re supposed to test it out. As for the rest, Sister Wang, you’d better not ask. It’s work unit business, so it’s not convenient to discuss."

Fu Mingxue: ...?

’My mom really will say anything!’

Wang Xiang: ...?

’She didn’t understand a single word of that.’

’Whatever, I’ll just drop it. Besides, even if it were for sale... with the little money my family has, I couldn’t afford it anyway.’

Seeing that Fu Mingxue was about to eat, she tactfully took her leave.

"What are you spacing out for? Hurry up and eat." Mrs. Fu set the bowl of noodles on the table.

Fu Mingxue walked over and sat down. "Mom, your noodles are always the most delicious."

Mrs. Fu: ...?

’Of course they’re delicious.’

’I put meat and an egg in them. With those two things, even boiled grass would taste good.’