CHAPTER 250: CHAPTER 249: SONG WEIDONG TREATS GUESTS

Song Weidong was actually a bit happy when he saw that Su Xiaoxiao’s bicycle was mistakenly locked by someone else.

He thought he could give her a ride, let her sit on the back seat, maybe cross a bump or go downhill, and naturally have some physical contact.

But to his surprise, Su Xiaoxiao played by her own rules and insisted on walking.

Alright, walking is fine, it allows more time together, Song Weidong thought happily again.

Su Xiaoxiao glanced at him, trying hard to suppress his smile, and had the expression of a subway grandpa watching a phone.

Crazy!

The two arrived at the state-run restaurant early, and there weren’t many people inside yet.

Song Weidong had already booked a private room and led Su Xiaoxiao straight to the second floor.

Su Xiaoxiao originally thought it would be like before, casual dining in the hall, but she didn’t expect Song Weidong to make it so formal this time.

Being alone in a room with him, she started to feel a bit uneasy.

"Comrade Song, it’s just the two of us having a meal, no need to be so wasteful, right?"

Back then, it wasn’t easy to book a private room without some status.

"Not wasteful, it’s more convenient this way."

Song Weidong smiled just as the waiter opened the door of the private room.

The dishes must have been pre-ordered by him as they were served quickly.

Although there were only two of them, Song Weidong ordered a full table of dishes.

There were Su Xiaoxiao’s favorites like sweet and sour pork, fish-flavored eggplant, fried radish balls, braised ribs, and sweet and sour fish.

She was completely astonished, Song Weidong really went all out; even the Su Family didn’t have such a feast during New Year’s.

Looking at the full table, Su Xiaoxiao couldn’t help asking, "Comrade Song, it’s just the two of us, no need to order so much, right?"

Back then, people were generally thrifty, only ordering just the right amount, rarely a full table like this.

Song Weidong’s cheeks were slightly red, "It’s okay, we can pack the leftovers."

Su Xiaoxiao thought, "Rich people indeed." Although she’s financially comfortable now, she wouldn’t spend like this since every penny was earned with hard work.

Song Weidong thoughtfully picked up a piece of sweet and sour pork and placed it in Su Xiaoxiao’s bowl, "Comrade Su, try this, it tastes pretty good."

Seeing he used serving chopsticks, Su Xiaoxiao couldn’t help but look at him twice.

At school, Song Weidong often acted carelessly, but now he seemed quite gentlemanly.

Back then, people weren’t aware of using serving chopsticks, like her grandmother, Comrade Wang Chunhua.

In her memory, whenever the whole family ate together, her grandmother liked to rinse her chopsticks in her mouth and then used the moist chopsticks to pick food for her precious grandsons.

Each time, Su Xiaoxiao felt grateful, fortunate that Comrade Wang Chunhua was partial to boys and never picked food for her.

Su Xiaoxiao picked up the sweet and sour pork from her bowl, the exterior crisp with a tender inside, and it was indeed delicious.

Back then, ingredients were genuine, unlike today’s hormonally-fastened quick-growing pigs which lacked flavor.

Her appetite wasn’t big, and soon she was full, lamenting at the table of delicious food that her stomach was too small.

Touching her round belly, she lifted the bowl of soup just as she heard Song Weidong call her from across the table.

"Comrade Su."

Su Xiaoxiao was sipping the soup as she looked up to find Song Weidong’s slightly flushed face.

His skin was now a healthy wheat color, but his face was literally too red, making it easy for Su Xiaoxiao to notice the difference.

In her stunned gaze, Song Weidong suddenly said, "Comrade Su, I like you, can you consider me..."

Before he finished, Su Xiaoxiao sprayed the mouthful of soup, perfectly onto Song Weidong’s face.

Song Weidong wiped his face, unbothered, realizing he already started, better to clear things up in one breath.

He initially planned to express his feelings at the social gathering, but now he couldn’t wait any longer.

The army wasn’t short of young handsome comrades, if Su Xiaoxiao fancied someone else then, he would have no place to cry.

Just as he was about to speak again, the door opened and the waiter came with more food.

Seeing someone else arrive, Su Xiaoxiao hurriedly grabbed a steamed bun on the table and stuffed it into Song Weidong’s mouth.

"Comrade Song, eat the bun before it gets cold."

Song Weidong, with his mouth full of bun, choked, rolling his eyes until he finally swallowed it.

He looked at Su Xiaoxiao with a face full of grievance.

Su Xiaoxiao felt guilty under his gaze, "The ancients say establish a career before starting a family, I just want to work hard for now and talk about other things later."

Afraid he would overthink, she added, "The college entrance examination is coming back soon, I need to work and prepare for exams, really don’t have time to think about anything else. Comrade Song, you are good-looking and excellent, I’m sure many female comrades like you, no need to be hung up on me..."

Before she finished, Song Weidong’s eyes brightened, gazing intensely at her, "Comrade Su, you’re rejecting me because you want to take the college entrance exam?"

Su Xiaoxiao paused, nodded, "Yes."

Song Weidong’s heart, initially sinking down, burst into joy again, "Alright, we’ll talk after your exams."

Su Xiaoxiao: "..."

That wasn’t what she meant.

Oh well, he treated her generously; she felt she couldn’t refuse too harshly, thinking to find an opportunity to make it clear later.

Remembering the watch Song Weidong gave her, made her more inclined.

"Comrade Song, when’s your birthday?"

Su Xiaoxiao calculated internally, she could repay the favor when Song Weidong’s birthday came.

The watch was far too expensive; without a return gift, she couldn’t ease her conscience and felt her refusal lacked firmness.

Hearing her ask about his birthday, Song Weidong’s smile became even brighter.

"Comrade Su is planning a birthday gift for me?"

Su Xiaoxiao nodded, confirming her intentions.

Song Weidong paused then felt as though fireworks were bursting brilliantly before his eyes.

He knew it, Comrade Su surely felt something for him too, maybe her rejection was just out of shyness.

Otherwise, why would she voluntarily want to give him a birthday gift?

Within two seconds, Song Weidong was completely soothed.

He looked at Su Xiaoxiao with a smile, gaze lingering, "Twenty-sixth day of the twelfth month."

Su Xiaoxiao roughly calculated, it’s just a few days away.

While contemplating what gift could repay the watch favor, Song Weidong spoke nervously again.