Chapter Thirty-One Cell Phone
No sooner had she hung up the phone than it rang again. Ning Qing picked it up and heard Grandpa Du's excited voice on the other end, "Have you received your new phone? How do you like that model?"
"What phone?" Ning Qingming was a bit confused, what did Grandpa Du say?
"That phone is small and lovely, most suitable for you to use. How come, didn't you receive it?" Mr. Du was taken aback, "I took it and gave it to your brother, asking him to give it to you. Did he forget?"
"Grandpa Du, the phone in my dorm is quite convenient to use, I won't be using a mobile phone." Ning Qingmian was slightly sweating, at this time a mobile phone would cost several thousand yuan, how could he bear to accept such an expensive gift from Grandpa Du.
"Silly child, using a mobile phone is so convenient, and you'll need to use it when looking for a job in the future too." Old Master Du said kindly on the other end.
"Grandpa Du, mobile phones are good, but the call charges are much more expensive than regular phone calls. It's better to wait until I can earn my own money before using a mobile phone." At that time, mobile phone charges were still two-way and more expensive than landline phone charges. Some people could afford to buy a mobile phone, but might not be willing to pay the high call charges. Ning Qingming was happy with this excuse she came up with, thinking that Grandpa Du wouldn't have the heart to let a poor student like her bear such expensive call charges.
"I was worried about that. I'll ask your uncle to top up your phone bill every month. You must accept the phone, or Grandpa will be unhappy, you know?"
Ning Qing's heart warmed slightly, but if she continued to make excuses, it would seem too impolite.
"Xiao Ning, don't be too distant with Grandpa!" Mr. Du seemed to have detected Ning Qing's hesitation, "This is something I truly want to give you, and you can also make good use of it."
"Here, thank you grandpa!"
"Haha, this is more like it!" Old Master Du was in a great mood.
Put down the phone. Ning Qingmin went to wash her face and brush her teeth. Getting ready for bed.
"Ringing......" The phone rang again.
"Qīng Mǐn. Answer the phone. It must be for you again." Mo Xiao Hong sat by the phone, refusing to answer it, and instead looked at Ning Qing Min saying: "I bet. One hundred percent it's for you."
"Hey. I've received a lot of calls tonight. It shouldn't be for me, right? Maybe it's for you. Pick up quickly! Didn't your uncle say he was going to call you?"
"My uncle is abroad. There's a time difference. It's impossible to call at this hour." Mo Xiaohong said, and still picked up the phone. As soon as she heard it, she said: "Okay, I'll tell her!"
Put down the phone. Mo Xiaohong turned back and smiled: "Qingmian, I'm really looking for you. Let's go down for a while."
"Has he mentioned his name?" Ning Qingmin patted her leg, "I've been running around all night, I'm so tired."
"Didn't say the name, but the voice is so nice that it's killing me, I have to go down and take a look at who it is!" Mo Xiao Hong made a heart-throbbing gesture, "The magnetism of the voice has reached my heart."
Maybe it's Du's family! Ning Qingmeng muttered to herself and quickly put on her coat to go downstairs.
"I'll go with you." Mo Xiao Hong found her shoes, "I want to meet the owner of this enchanting voice."
"Wow, let's take a look and see if he's a handsome guy." Zhou Ling joked, "Xiao Hong, help us take a few more glances."
"Definitely!" Mo Xiao Hong followed closely behind Ning Qing Ming as they went downstairs.
Out of the dormitory gate, under the streetlight, a black car was quietly parked in front, the door opened, and Du Huajia got out, holding a box and waving it.
He must have just driven away in a hurry and forgotten to give me the phone, now he's remembered and rushed back with it. Hmmph, rude person!
"How handsome! I'm going to faint!" Mo Xiao Hong pulled Ning Qing Min's sleeve, "It turns out that beautiful men are everywhere."
"He is Du Huahua's brother, Du Hujia, who came to our dormitory tonight." Ning Qingming smiled and pinched Mo Xiaohong's hand, saying: "You're so heavy, I won't be able to carry you if you faint."
"Who let you hold him? You should leave the opportunity to the handsome guys, don't you know?" Mo Xiao Hong quietly puffed out her chest and sucked in her stomach, trying to make her little belly disappear.
"Let's go!" Ning Qingming hooked his arm around Mo Xiaohong's hand.
"Ah! I'm still in my pajamas!" Mo Xiao Hong suddenly realized she wasn't wearing a coat, just her nightgown and slippers. She shook off Ning Qing Min's hand, "You go out yourself, I'll just take a look from the corner of the stairs."
"Really!" Ning Qingming laughed and walked over herself.
Du Huajia and others walked near Ning Qingmian without saying a word, directly handing the box over to her.
Ning Qing glanced at Du Hujia's face, expressionless. It was he himself who forgot to give it to me, and I had to make an extra trip. Can I be blamed for this? Thinking silently, she took the box and quietly prepared to head back.
"Hey, how can you be so rude?" Du Hujia raised an eyebrow, extremely dissatisfied with Ning Qingming's attitude.
Who was being rude? Ning Qingming was also very dissatisfied. Since he met this Du Huo, when had he ever been polite?
Du You stepped forward, blocking Ning Qing's path, and pointed to the box in her hand. "Open it up and take a look. If you have any thoughts, say so before we go up." Seeing Ning Qing staring at him, he said impatiently, "You see the style, best if it looks surprising and delightful, I'll report back to Grandfather truthfully."
"What if I'm neither surprised nor delighted?" Ning Qing saw that Du's tone was unfriendly, and he felt stifled. What right did he have to speak to him like this?
"Look quickly!" Du Huo's family said coldly, seeing Ning Qingming open the box, he took out his mobile phone and looked at it under the street lamp, and there was indeed no surprised expression on his face, but some puzzlement.
"This is a new style this year, and according to the survey, it's one of the most popular styles among women. How can you not like it?" Du Hujia was surprised at Ning Qingming's reaction, her tone even colder, "Others may want to buy but can't get it, if you don't like it, say so early."
"Did I say I didn't like it?" Ning Qingming slammed the box shut, gathering her courage to look into Du Huajia's eyes. "What I don't like is your attitude." With that, she turned to leave.
"Bring it here!" Du Huo Jia wouldn't let Ning Qing Mo leave and stretched out his hand to take the box from her.
"Deliver it out and then take it back?" Ning Qingming dodged Du Hu's hand, looking at him with a raised eyebrow: "Aren't you just messing around?"
"No nonsense, I'm helping you put in the phone card!" Du Huajia took out a mobile phone card from his pocket, and with one hand quickly opened the box in Ning Qingmin's hand, took out the phone, and inserted the card in just a few seconds. He handed it back to Ning Qingmin and said in a low voice, "Grandpa said you didn't have money to top up your phone bill, I'll take care of it from now on." As soon as he finished speaking, he had already gotten into the car and driven away with a "whoosh".
Ning Qing was stunned for a moment, turned around to see Mo Xiao Hong poking her head out, opening her mouth wide, and hurriedly went over to cover her mouth, pulling her hand upstairs.
"Wow, I've seen the newspaper, this is a limited edition, it's a product that the company specially released for New Year's celebration, not something you can buy with just money." Wu Meimei took over Ning Qingming's phone and exclaimed in admiration, "Qingming, you've got a rich grandpa as your boyfriend, giving such an expensive gift?"
Mo Xiao Hong rolled on the bed and said: "When will I also have a handsome guy send me a mobile phone? No, during the summer vacation, I'll go find a part-time job too. Hopefully, I'll meet another rich grandpa and let his handsome grandson send me a mobile phone."
"The problem is that you have to look like his deceased daughter! " Zhou Ling "giggled", "This kind of thing, only our Qingmian can encounter."
Wu Meimei took out her mobile phone and looked at its functions, jumping in surprise and saying: "Can it still take pictures?"
"Can we take a photo?" Zhou Ling also went over to take a look and snatched the camera, saying: "Everyone come together for a group photo, let's set it as our wallpaper."
"Just take a photo together, what's the interface for?" Mo Xiao Hong smiled mischievously, "The interface is best used to find that handsome guy Qing Min tonight, it's more pleasing to the eye! Every time I open my phone and take a look, my spirits are lifted."
"Yes, the long gentle affection is like water, it makes people's hearts feel soft." Wu Meimei smiled, "It's rare to be warm and considerate, coming to see Qingmin, and even bringing us fruit."
"Oh, I was talking about that cool guy who didn't come up." Mo Xiao Hong glared, "That kind of appearance, just looking at him is refreshing. This one who came up, makes people think of a languid tone, only wanting to indulge and not get up."
"I just like this soft and sweet sound, I'm a softie!" Wu Meimei made a gesture of supporting her idol.
"I'm cool!" Mo Xiao Hong hummed, "If you go downstairs with us, you'll definitely become cool too."
"I support my brother!"
"I support my little brother!"
The dormitory was filled with a cacophony of noise. Ning Qing shook his head and thought to himself: The two brothers from the Du family are troublemakers!

