Lan Shao's cute and playful wife

Chapter 25 Roll Call (1)
"Baked ones are not good either. You should eat them before you buy them. Don't waste food." Lan Zhongwen's concept of food is still very traditional.

Women in this era are all hero mothers, who are proud of giving birth to children, especially boys, so most families have reached a dozen or so people, and the education they receive at the dinner table is the good virtue of not leaving a single grain of rice. How much can you eat? As much as you want, don't overfill and waste, or you will be despised and educated.

Lan Zhongwen only had his father, the eldest wife, him and a younger sister in his family. They were members of the military family, and they had to set an example for the common people. The family rules were strict, and the education they received was several times heavier than that of ordinary boys.

And there are only three people in my family, and I can’t finish every meal. My parents make my favorite dishes almost every day. Even if it is placed in front of me for a month, I will not stick my chopsticks into it.

I looked at the snacks that had completely lost my appetite, and pouted my mouth in embarrassment, "I don't want to eat those, so help me eat them."

Lan Zhongwen's face was gloomy, "Xiao Jiujiu."

I quickly waved my hands, "I really can't eat any more, or I'll have a stomachache at night. I'll just eat a few more kebabs."

"No, eat these first."

"I don't want to eat it, it doesn't taste good."

"You are not allowed to buy until you finish eating." Lan Zhong's tone was firm, almost an order.

My face was swollen with anger, and I stuffed a piece of white sugar cake into my mouth, it was sweet and glutinous.what!After eating so many spicy ones, now I eat some sweet ones, and I think the taste is not bad.

So I forked a piece of white sugar cake and handed it to him, "This is quite delicious, chewy, you should try it too."

He smiled slightly and stuffed the whole white sugar cake into his mouth.

I hurried up and blinked my expectant eyes, "How is it? Is it delicious?"

"not bad."

After filling our stomachs, we packed lightly, and the shops on the pedestrian street were lined up with everything.

The crowd came and went, shuttled like crucian carp, in order to prevent them from getting separated, I pulled Lan Zhongwen's sleeves all the way, and when I saw a hat shop, I excitedly dragged him into it.

I wrapped a silk scarf with repeated patterns around my neck, put on a sun hat, imitated Anita Mui's charming look, leaned forward, and said with a slightly pouted mouth, "How about it? Am I cool?"

"Cool!" Lan Zhongwen was amused, and became playful, he picked up a pair of large sunglasses and put them on, "Am I handsome? Do I look like Chow Yun-fat?"

I laughed out loud, "Handsome! But not like Chow Yun Fat."

He took another paper fan, opened it with a snap, and shook it slowly, "What about now? Does it look like the melancholy Leslie Cheung?"

"I'll go!" I snatched his paper fan, "Don't insult my brother."

Lan Zhongwen touched his face suspiciously, with a half-smile, "Am I ugly?"

"Not ugly, very eye-catching, girls will be fascinated when they see you. But you can't black my idol, my brother is unique."

"Haha." Lan Zhongwen was in a good mood, "Then are you fascinated?"

"Falled down."

I agreed casually, and he swiftly put a cap on his head, "Are you handsome? Do I look like Andy Lau?"

As he spoke, he lowered his peaked cap, his eyes were sunken in the shadows, leaving only the haughty jaw line tight, graceful and noble.

It's so handsome that there are no dead ends at 360 degrees.

I was amazed, "You look so good wearing this hat."

"Really?" There was a lingering smile in his eyes, "Then buy this."

As I said, I was about to pay at the cashier. I took his hand and put the caps of the same style and different colors on his head, "Wait, don't buy black ones, you can buy blue ones. I think your skin is fair. It's more vibrant with blue."

"Okay." At this moment, he was wearing a blue hat, his skin was as bright as jade, and his seductive eyes blinked slyly, "How about it? Should I wear blue or black?"

"Blue is good."

"Okay." After speaking, he put the red peaked cap of the same style and different colors on my head, and after looking at it for a while, he softened the smile in his eyes with satisfaction, "It looks good on you, I'll buy two, and each of us Take a top."

"I'll just buy it myself."

"No, you gave me a painting last time, and I haven't returned the gift yet. This hat is considered a gift for you. Wear it carefully. This is my heart."

With a flick of his head, the peaked cap had already been taken away by him, and he took the cap to pay, with neat and charming movements.

Mind?

Still the same couple hat.

I fell into inexplicable joy and didn't react.

After shopping, we were in a happy mood. We passed by a tailor shop, and I dragged him into it happily.

In this era, many people still wear buttoned clothes, especially the older generation of women, who still wear their own embroidered aprons and self-made embroidered shoes.

I touched the silky cheongsam and cheongsam one by one, and I was very happy.

Lan Zhongwen was puzzled, "You who are ahead of the trend actually like such retro clothes?"

"That's for sure, it looks good." After a while, I picked out a few sets of elegant May Fourth clothes. The clothes here are all handmade. I try out the styles first, and then tailor them according to my figure.

It usually takes 7-10 days to make clothes. I had already thought about it, so I wore the May [-]th clothes to participate in the competition. Once I made up my mind, I was in a good mood, so I took the clothes and went to the fitting room to try them on.

I first tried a set of soft brocade clothes with purple jade buttons, wide sleeves and hems, embroidered with flamboyant and enchanting blue irises, no decorations on the body, white brocade clothes, and long skirts.

Putting on white embroidered shoes, I opened the curtain of the fitting room, "Does it look good?"

Lan Zhongwen turned his head, dumbfounded.

The woman came in style, as if unfolding a landscape painting in front of everyone, her fragrant cheeks were covered with snow, and her air was like an orchid, she was like a woman who was as graceful as a startled bird.

All of them show the charm and color of Chinese culture.

"It looks good." Lan Zhongwen held back for a long time, and only said these two words.

(End of this chapter)