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His gaze on the 9999 was too obvious.
Bai Lian stretched out her hand and poked his arm with her cell phone, lazily warning him, "Try buying it."
Jiang Fulai struggled to take his eyes off it.
**
After buying the TV, Bai Lian brought it back.
Ji Heng was embroidering flowers in the yard when he saw Bai Lian enter with a cardboard box, with Jiang Fulai lazily trailing behind her, a black backpack slung over his arm.
"What's that?" Ji Heng put down his needle.
"A TV." Bai Lian placed the television set in the living room, cleared the tobacco and a heap of messy wires off the left cabinet, along with the big cabbage plush pillow, and moved them onto a nearby chair, preparing to set up the TV there.
Ji Heng followed behind, took a look,
and brought the pillow back to his room.
