Era Space: The darling of the rough man is sweet and flirtatious

Chapter 253 Uncle is afraid of pain, what should I do?
The photo studio is on the second floor. There are tables and sofas in the hall, the curtains are half drawn, and the indoor light is relatively dark.

The ring-shaped house pattern, the door frame is also arched.

There are no door panels in the three rooms, only thick dark blue velvet curtains are hung.

The other room has a door panel and is locked, probably for storing equipment and sundries.

Jing Yang led a few people to open the curtain of the second room, and turned on the light.

"Ah, wedding anniversary photo, right?" He pinched the back of his neck, swayed his neck from side to side, walked to the wall opposite the door, and put down a roll of bright red background cloth.

Rolling up his sleeves, he took off the camera on the tripod, and raised his finger to point to the two stools opposite.

"Whoever comes first, sit down."

He Jinsheng pushed Song Yi, "Brother, you go first."

Wenwen stood beside her with her small face up, curiously watching the handsome uncle in front of her skillfully adjusting the camera, her big black eyes blinking and looking seriously.

She shook Xia Mingzhen's handbag, pointed at Jing Yang's arm, and said childishly, "Uncle is injured and needs to be bandaged."

A soft and waxy child's voice sounded from the side, Jing Yang turned his head to glance at the arm with the cuff rolled up, the three-inch wound on it was slightly bloodshot.

He frowned slightly, and naturally lowered his sleeves to cover the wound, stepped aside, and turned on the lighting.

"Mom, bandage uncle."

Wenwen grabbed Xia Mingzhen's handbag and shook it, her face tensed seriously, "There are bacteria, disinfect it."

Xia Mingzhen pursed the corners of her mouth in embarrassment. The wound was neat, and it looked like it was caused by a sharp weapon.

With her five years of experience as a hygienist, she could smell the bloody smell on his body very keenly.

If I'm not mistaken, this person has other wounds on his body, obviously he has fought with human weapons
Seeing that she was not moving, Wenwen began to pick up the handbag anxiously on her toes, "It's bleeding, uncle hurts!"

Jing Yang's fingers pinching the camera froze for a moment, and raised the corners of his mouth in self-deprecating manner.

It's been a long time since no one cared whether he was hurt or not.

This little dumpling is not afraid of blood, if it was another little girl, she would have covered her mouth and backed away in fright.

Not only not afraid, but also worried about whether he hurts or not.

Interesting.

Xia Mingzhen couldn't hold back her daughter, so she took a step forward and smiled shyly.

"I'm a hygienist, do you need to bandage your wound?"

Before Jing Yang could reply, Wenwen nodded her head vigorously, "Hmm!"

She walked up to him, frowned, and patted his leg comfortingly, "Don't be afraid, it doesn't hurt~"

Jing Yang was amused by this beautiful little glutinous rice dumpling that was white and rosy.

Unlike the usual casual smile that doesn't reach the eyes, the eyebrows and eyes are curved, full of affinity.

He deliberately lowered his eyebrows and squatted down to tease her, "Thank you~ But, uncle is afraid of pain, what should I do~"

He rolled up his cuffs, stretched out his arms, and smiled sincerely at Xia Mingzhen, "Thank you, please."

Lin Yuzhu was helping Song Yi tidy his clothes and smooth out the wrinkles, and looked back with complicated emotions.

The angel in white really has a good character, and only has patients in his eyes.

That man is no ordinary person.

Bian Sanlun has not become popular.

The car quota is limited, and most of the transportation tools used by the leaders in the county are these three-wheelers.

But this man is obviously not a public servant, and his image, temperament and age are all wrong.

He has fought with people again, and he can still walk on the street.

Even more thought-provoking.

In short, it's right not to mess with it.

Xia Mingzhen took out the iodophor and cotton swabs from her bag, and treated the wound professionally and neatly.

Wenwen puffed her face and blew, "Huh~huh~ it doesn't hurt~"

"Ah, it doesn't seem to hurt anymore, thank you~ What's your name?"

"You're welcome~ My name is Wenwen~"

Jing Yang raised his eyebrows and looked at the little cute dumpling in front of him, sighing in his heart that serious parents would raise their children.

Look at their three or four-year-old baby, who has a small, fleshy face, is rosy, and is clean from head to toe.

Thinking back to the time when some of their rough men were raising little hairy heads, that was really.
just live
After the wound on her arm was treated and bandaged, Xia Mingzhen left the medicine bottle, cotton swab, and gauze roll on the table.

"The weather is hot, people sweat easily, pay attention to cleaning the wound. Try not to touch the water, and eat less spicy food. If you have time, it is better to go to the hospital to prescribe some anti-inflammatory drugs."

As for the other wounds on his body, since he didn't want to mention them, it's not her business to ask about them.

"Okay, thank the hygienist, I will remember."

He fumbled in his pocket to take out the money, but was embarrassed to find that he forgot to bring his wallet out.

"Uh cough." He rolled his Adam's apple uncomfortably, "To thank you, today's photo is free, okay?"

When dealing with people, there is nothing better than reciprocating love and sophistication.

She donated medicine.

He takes pictures for free.

It's just that the difference in value is a bit big, Xia Mingzhen waved her hand and declined.

Lin Yuzhu smiled and raised her voice and interjected, "We are not from the same family, as long as you give her free. Otherwise, I will take advantage for nothing, and I will feel uneasy."

Jing Yang raised his eyebrows unexpectedly and looked back, "It's kind of interesting, that's fine. My surname is Jing, and my name is Yang. Today is considered fate, so I will make friends with everyone."

"My wife's surname is Song, and my surname is Lin. Nice to meet you." Lin Yuzhu introduced generously, "The person who bandaged your wound is the health worker Xia, and her lover's surname is He."

Meeting by chance, making friends or something, is just a polite word of mouth.

It is enough to report the surname, and people may not remember it.

"Listen to the accent, see the one from the Tan Commune, right?" Jing Yang lowered his eyes and fiddled with the camera, "The surname is Song, and there are more people at Hongxing Bridge. Are they from Hongxing Bridge?"

Lin Yuzhu smiled and nodded, without further introduction, "Yes. We are ready and we can start taking pictures."

Jing Yang is also a man who knows how to advance and retreat. Seeing that she is unwilling to have a deep chat, remembering that they still have to rush to get the certificate, he is kind enough to hold up the camera.

"Come on, come closer~Look at the camera and smile, okay~"

Lin Yuzhu hugged Song Yi's forearm, tilted her head and smiled sweetly at the camera.

click~
The shutter is pressed.

Lin Yuzhu pulled Song Yi up and let the stool out, and stood aside with his arm in his arms, smiling as he watched He Jinsheng's family of three taking pictures.

Unlimited feeling in the heart: Who would have thought that she would actually leave this special commemorative photo in the 70s.
After the group photo of the three of them was taken, Jing Yang specially changed to a colorful background cloth and took a separate photo for Wenwen.

After the photo was taken, several people returned to the store.

The Ye family couple also came out.

Song Yi explained to Master Jing that he didn't have time to come to the county to get the photos recently, so he left his address and money and asked him to send them to the village.

Master Jing fully agreed, and sent a few people out with a smile.

When they walked away, they looked back at Jing Yang, who was lying on the counter looking through the photo bag, and walked over with a frown.

"Look at people, huh? In their early twenties, they go to apply for a marriage certificate in pairs. Look at you, you are 25-[-], and you hang out all day long! Just listen to your brothers say how beautiful you are. Wang, you should bring one to me!"

　Thank you for the reward and the monthly pass for the painting of the stars!

　　Thank you Shadow Piaochen for the reward!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)