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Chapter 114 Changes
Zhang Xiaofa knew he kept his brother waiting for a long time, so he walked and ran towards Qijiang, waving his hands and shouting: "Second brother, I'm sorry to keep you waiting for so long!"

Qi Jiang smiled nonchalantly, "Third brother, don't run, sweating profusely after a cold is not good for your health, just stand still, I'll just drive the car over."

After a while, the car stopped in front of Zhang Xiaofa. He opened the door and hurriedly took his seat. He didn't see a large bouquet of roses on the car seat. Not only did the petals fall all over the car, but the thorns on the stems He also tore his trousers and pierced his flesh. He couldn't help shouting, "It hurts!"

Hearing his cry, Qi Jiang glanced back, and helplessly raised his hand to cover his eyes, "Qilan, come on, let's go get rid of your new pants first, and hurry up after changing your pants."

Zhang Xiaofa looked at his brother apologetically, and said in a low voice, "I will buy the roses later. I don't need to get out of the car. When I get to Sister Juanjuan, you can lead her to the front of the car. I can just sit and talk to her. Let's talk about the incident in Tianjin." Let's go when we're done."

Qijiang knows how to think about his younger brother, "It's a big deal if the pants are torn, and the flowers can be mended next time. Even if Miss Zhu doesn't find out, you have to go back to school. It's not good to have an impact on teachers and students, not to mention that there are all female student. You are a teacher now, so you have to pay special attention to your image, you must be a role model."

Zhang Xiaofa lowered his head in embarrassment, and he was really sorry for causing trouble for his brother at a critical moment.Along the way, he wondered if there was a good way to get the best of both worlds: after all, Qijiang couldn't be allowed to visit her empty-handed, even ordinary friends had to show his heart.

Qi Jiang drove the car to a commercial street closest to the hospital.Zhang Xiaofa saw a familiar tailor shop on the side of the road, and shouted happily: "Second brother, I'll go to that shop and buy a pair of pants to wear."

Qi Jiang then stopped the car.He still had to look at the car, so he let his younger brother go in alone: ​​"Don't worry, choose carefully, if there is no suitable one, we will go to another store."

Zhang Xiaofa first saw rows of clothes hanging in the store.The proprietress of the tailor shop recognized him and took him to try on clothes with a smile on her face.

"Young master, do you still remember my store? You came here during the Mid-Autumn Festival. Later, the clothes you tried on sold very well, and customers ordered so many that you couldn't keep up with work all night. Now it happens to be winter clothes. Shangxin, can you give me a few more pieces?"

He remembered: No wonder he looked familiar, he had indeed been here more than two months ago.

"Miss Boss, thank you for your kindness. I'm not free today, just bring me a pair of pants."

"I remember the size of your clothes, but you have grown taller, so you have to measure again."

The proprietress skillfully measured him with a tape measure, took out a pair of trousers, and handed them to him with a smile: "It will look good on you."

He took the trousers to the fitting room to change into. He didn't bother to look in the mirror, took out his wallet and paid according to the price.The proprietress was very happy, and gave him another one according to his size, and repeatedly told him to wear more.

When he paid again, she resolutely refused to accept it: "You helped me a lot last time. My store has been in business for five years, and it has never been as prosperous as this year. Please come here often when you are free."

When he came out with the trousers as a gift, the proprietress and the apprentice started to get busy again.

It was cold, and there was a little girl with shofar braids making a stove outside the store, and there were a few sliced ​​steamed buns in an iron pot next to it, and a jar of sesame oil and a few skewers of dried fish on the ground.

A few stray wild cats stared at the side.He handed her the money: "Give it to your lord. I will come again."

In the market life, the daily life of ordinary people is such a trivial bit, plain and real.Every bit of harvest will make people satisfied, life is bitter but happy.

Seeing his younger brother come out after changing his trousers, Qi Jiang suddenly felt his eyes light up: "Qilan, these trousers are great, they look better than the trousers my mother bought for me, and they are not so baggy."

He gave the new trousers to Qijiang: "Second brother, I have two, this one is for you."

Qi Jiang took the trousers and gestured a few times in his hand, "I'm afraid I have to lose ten catties to fit them in. Keep them well and encourage myself not to be greedy."

The two brothers laughed together, and the car started running again with enthusiasm. Under the clear sky, when the mood is good, even the dust raised under the wheels is interesting.

At the intersection ahead, there was a circle of children surrounding an old man who was making sugar paintings with a spoon, chattering very lively.

The children pushed each other, vying to see the "watered" flowers, birds, fish, insects and figures, completely unaware of the danger behind them.They have seen very little new things like cars, and they don't know what they are, so they don't avoid Qi Jiang's horn honking.

Qijiang braked quickly, but he was also attracted by the small pagoda that the old man was making.

Seeing that his brother couldn't move anymore, Zhang Xiaofa quickly reminded him: "It takes us more than an hour to get to the east of the city, so we can have more conversations with Sister Juanjuan when we get there earlier."

He saw that small pagoda, which had five floors, was pretty good. Under the sunlight, it shone brightly, and it was simply a work of art.

Qijiang decided to buy it and give it to Miss Zhu as a gift.He handed the old man two silver dollars: "Old man, you don't need change, and you can make some sweets for the children to eat the rest."

While Qijiang was waiting for the pagoda, Zhang Xiaofa also got out of the car.He saw a flower shop and was so excited that he went in to choose flowers without disturbing his brother.

In those days, roses were in short supply, often in short supply.As for other flowers, there are too few in autumn and winter, and he searched the shelves but couldn't find any more suitable ones, so he had to buy a pot of Clivia.

Seeing him coming out with a flower pot in his hands, Qi Jiang guessed that his younger brother was thinking about sitting on the broken roses along the way, and he had already thought of a way to make up for it.The style of that pot of Clivia is indeed much higher than that of chrysanthemums and roses.In the season of howling autumn wind, it is rare to buy such pleasing and elegant flowers.

At this time, the pagoda was finally completed, and Qi Jiang carefully carried it back to the car.He was afraid that the candy would not be strong, so he didn't dare to put it in the car casually.So this time it was Zhang Xiaofa who drove the car, and he was still in charge of guiding the way.

In broad daylight, and in the city again, the route was correct this time.Zhang Xiaofa drove confidently to a place not far from Zhu Juanjuan's house.

Qijiang just praised him a few words, but heard his younger brother shouting: "Oh, where should we stop?"

He looked up and looked out of the car: he saw a sign ten meters away from the gate of Zhu's courtyard: No parking here.Then I found two soldiers with guns standing at the gate.

What happened to the Zhu family?The last time he came, he was walking. There was no sign at that time, and there was no one standing guard at the door.In just two months, so much has changed.

(End of this chapter)