The door of the courtyard house has been welded dead

Chapter 202 I found out that I had entered the dark room again

Wan Chunhua smiled sweetly and said: "Oh, what, I'm an old acquaintance, and I don't know how to choose clothes, so I can't follow you!"

Then he blinked his eyes, pretending to be nonchalant, and ignored the last half of Sister Hong's words.

Sister Hong didn't want to expose her, so she deliberately looked at Wan Chunhua's appearance. She didn't expect that this little girl was still decent.

"Sister Hong, you have a lot of new styles of coats this year!" Wanchunhua walked directly through the outdated clothing rack, her two long eyelashes flickering, and her interest was aroused.

Li Feng, who was following her silently, blushed when he heard this. He didn't expect to run into an old driver again.

With others watching, Li Feng didn't dare to look at Sister Wan anymore, and thought to himself that whether he was guilty or not, it had nothing to do with him.

"The young man is 1.8 meters tall!"

After listening to Wan Chunhua's words of praise, Sister Hong finally gave her face. She put down the half-knitted sweater in her hand, stood up and looked at Li Feng standing beside her, turned around, and said with certainty while holding her chin.

"Exactly 1.8 meters, almost 140 pounds!"

Li Feng didn't dare to look directly at Sister Hong. Her eyes contained too many things. He probably weighed his current weight and gave a pertinent reference.

"You put on your coat first and I'll measure it for you!"

After Li Feng listened here, he felt that there was some unclear meaning in Sister Hong's words. This was the first time they met, and he made this request. He was not such a person!

Although his thoughts were very conservative, his body was still very honest. It was just a measurement. There was nothing shameful about it. He changed his coat with a little embarrassment, revealing a navy blue driver's uniform underneath, and of course the gun hanging under his arm. The bag was accidentally exposed.

Sister Hong saw that the young man who led Wan Chunhua changed his clothes as if resigned to his fate, and lifted the measuring tape with his index finger from the table of the sewing machine nearby.

Just when he turned around and saw the gun bag under Li Feng's arm, he immediately covered his mouth in surprise.

"Ah~this?"

On the other side, Wanchunhua, who was obsessed with the world of new coats, finally heard Sister Hong's soft call, resisted the idea of ​​trying on clothes, and turned her head.

"I am responsible for the safety of vehicle transportation in the factory. It is normal to bring this thing. This is my ID!"

In order to avoid misunderstanding between the two, Xian raised his right hand and pressed it down gently, signaling the two not to panic.

Then he loosened the buckle on his chest, took off the holster, took out his gun permit and the work permit he had just changed from his pocket, and put them on the sewing machine.

Sister Hong and Sister Wan were as panicked as Little Red Riding Hood being stared at by the big bad wolf just now, but after hearing Li Feng's comforting words and watching him take out the red ID book, they immediately breathed a sigh of relief and turned to Li Feng. I rolled my eyes.

The two little heads were finally attracted by the attraction of the certificate, and they got together. Each of them picked up a book and started reading it curiously.

"Are you that Li Feng?"

Wan Chunhua had just looked at it for two seconds, her beautiful eyebrows slightly furrowed, and her slender fingers instantly covered her mouth, as if she had remembered something, with a look of disbelief in her eyes.

"Who? Who?"

Sister Hong on the other side looked at the steel seal on the gun license and finally let down her guard. It seemed that her colleague, the little brother, had some background, but she was still a little confused. Aren't the two of them old acquaintances?

"My mother's food stamps were stolen from Sanliang Store. He fired the gun and killed the thief!"

Wan Chunhua stretched out her index finger and pointed directly at the person involved. Li Feng's mind exploded in an instant, and only the bright red flower on his index finger remained in his sight.

"I'm knocking, it can't be such a coincidence!" He was dumbfounded secretly. At this time, Li Daguan's claws were numb. Is it because the world is too small, or is it that some people specially arranged a "Hongmen Banquet" for themselves?

"This is too coincidental!"

Li Feng tilted his head, and the teeth exposed at the corners of his mouth showed how much he was pretending to be a boy.That day, the aunt never thanked her, but now I met her family.

Wan Chunhua's eyes flashed with curiosity when she looked at Li Feng, and the expression on her face was a bit complicated. She was kind enough to bring him to see his clothes, but she didn't expect that this person was the real person who helped her mother recover the food stamps. .

Sister Hong's head was buzzing. After some brainstorming, she realized who Wan Chunhua was talking about. She grabbed her work permit, clicked her tongue in her mouth, looked at it, and after a few seconds, she glanced at Li Li. One meter away, a gun bag placed on a sewing machine.

"Ah! Such a coincidence, aren't you talking about an old acquaintance?"

Finally he realized that he had been fooled by Sister Hong, and smiled and patted Wanchun Hua.

"Oh, where are we going to fight!"

"I~, don't I want to find a reason to come over and see new clothes?"

Wan Chunhua was put off by Sister Hong's question, and she had been slapped just now. She raised her arms to protect the place where she was hit, and explained coquettishly with her cheeks slightly red.

"Both of you are doing good things with good intentions. Wasn't it you at Sanliangdian the day before yesterday, young man? At that time, I still remember that Xiaohua hurriedly asked for leave and went back!"

Sister Hong folded the two documents on the table together and handed them back to Li Feng. Li Feng also put the gun in his trouser pocket, which he had to carry with him.

Li Feng lifted his outstretched bangs, and his bastard aura spread out of thin air. Who else could he be if he wasn't himself? He pretended not to care and nodded lightly.

"This is a matter for a man, he will do it."

"Thank you. My mother came out from the police station and wanted to find you, but you left long ago. Thank you so much!"

Wan Chunhua's somewhat warm hands held Li Feng's right hand vigorously, and her fingers came into contact with the back of Li Feng's hand. Li Daguan was thinking a lot, but Sister Hong, who was watching from the side, seemed to have noticed something.

"Dele, Dele, thank you for the opportunity. Measure the size first. He has to go to the fitting room to change clothes, otherwise he will be uncomfortable wearing them if they are too big or too small!"

The meaningful words made Wan Chunhua look a little unnatural. While Sister Hong was taking Li Feng to take measurements, she took small steps to the mirror and put her right hand on her body.

He raised his chin with a hint of pride, moved closer, looked at the white face and slender neck, and quietly compared Li Daguan's skin color.

"Shoulder width**, chest size**, big hip size** very good, clothes rack figure."

"Pia~!"

After taking the measurement, Sister Hong put away the measuring tape and slapped Li Feng on the back. Li Feng just wanted to say that her hand was owed and it was not her will, but she could not go against the wishes of a female comrade.

"You can't tell, but he is quite thin and has quite a bit of flesh in the back."

Sister Hong's words were full of meaning. She glanced at Wan Chunhua who was preparing to pick out clothes for Li Feng after looking in the mirror.

Li Feng here faced this veteran driver and felt that she was speeding a bit. He had to step on the brakes and quickly prepare to put on his military coat again to prevent him and the car from going over the ditch.

"Don't change yet, change out of your uniform as well. You have to try on clothes later. Wear a sweater, it's just right!"

Sister Hong stopped Li Feng's idea of ​​changing into clothes, snatched the clothes support from Sister Wan's hand, and neatly took off a black tunic suit from the wall.

"This is this year's new model, suitable for young people. It has a single pocket on the top, which looks much better than the old-fashioned ones!"

Sister Wan on the other side heard what Sister Hong said, and came over curiously, folding her arms and examining her, her eyes constantly wandering between the clothes and the person.

“It feels like youth clothing!”

Wan Chunhua looked at Sister Hong's shoulder holding the clothes, gesturing at Li Feng, and murmured in her mouth, not sure whether she agreed or objected.

"You see, his face is fairer than both of ours, but he is just a young man!"

After saying that, Sister Hong stuffed the Chinese tunic jacket she had just taken off into Wan Chunhua's arms, raised her chin toward the fitting room, smiled mischievously, and signaled Wan Chunhua to take him there.

Wanchunhua, who was holding the Chinese tunic suit, was hesitant. She looked at her little brother who was touching the fabric of the clothes, pinched Sister Hong secretly, picked up the clothes with a natural expression, and said to Sister Hong.

"Sister Hong, is the sweater Da Kui wants to change still here? If not, give it to him to try on!" "Ah~, I forgot about it. I want to think about where to put it, but , are you really ready to give him a try?"

Sister Hong had a question mark on her face, raised her head half-way, and looked at Wan Chunhua in surprise, "You little girl, are you... serious?"

"I think the size is about right. Dakui doesn't wear much anyway. He's been such a big help to our family. He's just trying on the clothes!"

Wan Chunhua lowered her voice and was too embarrassed to look directly at Sister Hong. The fingers of both hands were tangled and stirring under the tunic.

"Okay, I'll look for it. If you didn't mention it, I almost forgot. Okay, if Dakui doesn't wear it, let him wear it, and I won't have to change it!"

After rummaging through the cabinets, Sister Hong took out a turtleneck sweater from an unknown cabinet and stuffed it into her arms. Wan Chunhua felt that Sister Hong did it on purpose.

"Let's go, I'll take you there. The fitting room here is located in a remote location. It's really hard for ordinary people to find it!"

Wan Chunhua led the way while letting Li Feng take off the rubber band that tied his hair. To outsiders, it looked like a man and woman talking about their partner and choosing clothes for each other.

"Kang-kuang, go in!"

Wan Chunhua pushed an invisible door, Li Feng leaned back, raised his head and looked, there was a sign "Fitting Room" hanging on it.

But the word was too small, and the fitting room was behind the cabinet. There seemed to be other fitting rooms on the road just now, but Sister Wan didn't take her there, so she didn't dare to ask.

At this moment, Li Feng was a little hesitant. It was inappropriate for a man and a woman to be alone.

"What are you doing in a daze? Come in and try on clothes. This fitting room is the most spacious, and there are curtains in it!"

Sister Hong, who went in first, turned on the light, and it suddenly lit up inside.

"Just trying on some clothes, no one else thought much about it!" Li Feng nodded, shook his sleeves, and walked into the cloakroom with an upright look on his face.

"boom!"

Wan Chunhua saw that Li Feng was still complaining, so she dragged him in, closed the door, and raised the latch. Her movements could be said to be smooth and smooth.

"Miss Wan!"

"Shh, keep your voice down. I've only brought my man in here to try on clothes before. It's sunny and warm here!"

"If you say that, I won't be nervous anymore." Li Feng took a deep breath and really wanted to ask how many dates Sister Wan had had, but he would probably get beaten if he asked.

In the confined space, Li Feng faintly smelled a faint fragrance, which was somewhat refreshing.

Wanchunhua first hung up her clothes and put away the clothes rack and other things that were left on the stool. In order to calm down, she pinched her arm.

"Sister, who is this Dakui?"

The space was relatively small. After Sister Wan packed up the clothes hangers on the stool, in order to divert her thoughts, Li Feng had no choice but to ask.

"That's my partner. When he was shopping for clothes, I only took him to this fitting room."

Li Feng looked at Sister Wan who was so close and couldn't hear what she was saying.

"What are you thinking about? I'm telling you, although you have helped our family, I just brought you here to try on clothes, so don't think too much about it."

Sister Wan raised her head slightly and stared straight at Li Feng.

"sister!"

"Call me Chunhua. I'm not much older than you. That's what Dakui called me at the beginning. I'll help you change out of the wool first. You can't wear it like this in a tunic!"

Sister Wan's aesthetics seems to be relatively online, and she gave some guidance on Li Feng's dressing style.

"Hi~, Sister Wan, it's... a little cold here!"

Li Feng trembled, so he shivered.

"If you're afraid of the cold, change quickly, Momojiji!"

After all, he still didn't ask Li Feng to change his name and call him whatever he wanted.

"You can't tell, but the tendons are well trained!"

Sister Wan turned around and hung Li Feng's sweater on the wall.

"There's nothing I can do. The driver of the big car doesn't have a lot of strength and he really can't turn the steering wheel."

Li Feng, who was putting on a woolen sweater and couldn't see outside, explained aloud.

After hearing Li Feng's words, Sister Wan nodded, bent down, and smoothed the tunic suit placed on the stool.

"Sister, the mouth of your sweater is too tight and I can't put my head through it. Please help me!"

After struggling for a long time, Li Feng couldn't put it on his head. He was a little impatient. No wonder he had to change this sweater. It would be really difficult to wear it if he didn't change it.

"Your brother Da Kui wears too little. Every time he thinks it's too tight, he takes it off after a while. Otherwise, why do you think I asked Sister Hong to change it?"

Sister Wan held the back of her chair and rolled her eyes. She felt a little bit dissatisfied with Da Kui's treatment of her. She gritted her teeth and criticized her heartbrokenly.

"Sister, the neckline is just too tight. After putting it on, it feels quite warm. Turn around, pull the curtain, and help me see if it fits."

"You think this is your home. It's just such a big space. Just keep it warm. Come and help me. Why is it so hard to unbutton this tunic!"

When Li Feng heard Sister Wan's cry for help, he bent down and unbuttoned the tunic suit on the stool.

"Sister, let me help you."

"Bah, what do you mean by helping me? You were the one buying the clothes."

Wan Chunhua had been bending over just now, smoothing down her tunic, maybe because she was tired.

"Not to mention this Chinese tunic suit, the fabric is really good!"

Li Feng's fingers kept rubbing on the tunic, and from time to time he touched the buttons that he had not unbuttoned just now.

"Brother Da Kui also likes this Chinese tunic fabric, but we don't have much fabric money at home, so we haven't bought it for him!"

Sister Wan gritted her teeth and handed the Chinese tunic suit to Li Feng behind the curtain, and he put it on immediately.

"Sister, hurry up, it's really cold today, I don't know if these pants fit!"

Feeling that the buttons on the tunic suit had been buttoned, Li Feng hurriedly put on his pants to try on and took a step back.

"Oh~ I'll get it for you, sister!"

When Wan Chunhua heard Li Feng's greeting, she quickly picked up the trousers of the Chinese tunic suit and handed them to Li Feng behind the curtain.

"That's right. Sister Hong has great taste. The size is just right."

Sister Wan choked on Li Feng's words for a long time before she regained her breath. She poked Li Feng's head and said angrily.

(End of this chapter)