"There should be news by the end of the year."
"Almost. It's already May."
"Yes, it's been almost a year since the boss came to Beijing." But the meeting seemed like it happened just yesterday.
The two of them came to Hu Xu's door chatting and laughing.
Hu Xu asked, "Would you like to come in and sit for a while?"
Xu Jiang smiled and waved her hand. "No, you still have to go to work, so I won't delay you. I'll pick up the books and go to Da Ci'en Temple, and later I'll go to the market to do some shopping. My schedule is pretty full."
Hu Xu then said, "Then you stay here for a while, I'll go get the book."
Xu Jiang nodded, "Okay."
After Hu Xu entered the door, Xu Jiang looked around the alley boredly.
Because there are many residents and it is not facing the street, it looks even more deserted than Huailiu Alley. However, from such an ordinary alley, a golden phoenix like Hu Xu flew out.
While waiting, Xu Jiang heard the sound of a door opening. Turning around, she saw a woman coming out carrying a bamboo basket full of flowers.
Looking more closely, it turned out to be the flower girl from that day.
"It's you!" Xu Jiang happily stepped forward, "So you live here?"
Song Qiao was also taken aback when he saw Xu Jiang. He then glanced into the open door of the Hu family's house and asked, "Are you here to see Hu Xu?"
"How do you know?"
Song Qiao glanced at her feet.
Xu Jiang finally realized, "Oh, look at my brain." Isn't this standing in front of someone's door?
Song Qiao thought to himself that the boss Hu Xu seemed a little bit unintelligent.
"Madam, can you keep the flowers that were broken that day alive?"
“Alive.”
"That's good." If she couldn't save him, it would be her fault. She asked again, "Are the dumplings to your taste?"
Song Qiao nodded, "It's delicious, thank you."
This person is also very frugal with words. Xu Jiang smiled and said, "You're welcome. Just enjoy the food."
Song Qiao's eyes fell on her face.
Xu Jiang hurriedly covered the bruise on his forehead and asked, "Does it look scary?"
"No." The bruise had faded a lot, revealing her beautiful face. She looked pretty and energetic, and she looked very pleasing.
Xu Jiang smiled embarrassedly.
At this time, Hu Xu came out with a book. Seeing the two of them chatting happily, he was a little surprised and asked, "Do you know each other?"
Xu Jiang took the book and said, "I was so careless last time that I broke my wife's flowers. I didn't expect to see her again here."
Seeing the two of them moving in perfect harmony, Song Qiao lowered his eyes and said, "It's just a small matter."
It turned out that they were destined to meet, so Hu Xu simply introduced the two to each other.
"This is Song Qiao, my neighbor." Then he turned to Song Qiao and said, "This is Xu Jiang, my former employer."
"You're being so polite. Since we all know each other, we can be friends from now on." Xu Jiang said to Song Qiao, "Madam Song, we can be considered acquaintances. I have opened a bookshop in Huailiu Lane, Yonghefang. If you have time, Madam Song, you can come and visit."
Song Qiao nodded.
Xu Jiang noticed her indifferent expression and the orchids in her bamboo basket. She suddenly thought and said, "It just so happens that a few days ago, a client of mine wanted to publish an orchid catalogue and was looking for someone proficient in flower care to revise it. I wonder if Madam Song would be willing to help?"
"Orchid Book?" Song Qiao's eyes lit up.
It seems that catering to his preferences is indeed effective. Xu Jiang narrowed her eyes and smiled, "Well, if my lady is willing, I will arrange a date with him and send someone to deliver the invitation to you."
Hu Xu gently encouraged him, "Go ahead, Yonghefang isn't far away."
He had known Song Qiao for such a long time, but he always saw her being alone. It was rare that they got along so well, were of similar age, and Song Qiao seemed interested, so he wanted to bring them together so that he could have another friend.
Song Qiao thought seriously for a moment and agreed.
"good."
Xu Jiang said happily, "Then it's settled." Then she looked at Hu Xu and said, "If Zhuchun is free then, why not come along?"
Hu Xu responded with a smile.
It was already daybreak, and the three of them, each with their own business, went their separate ways when they reached the alley entrance.
Song Qiao went ahead. Xu Jiang looked at her from behind and suddenly remembered something. She asked Hu Xu, "Is she the Bai Li Xiang Shan?"
"Yeah." Hu Xu nodded. "Do you still remember?"
How could she not remember? It's hanging in her shop.
Xu Jiang was surprised to meet the flower owner today. It was such a coincidence.
Thinking of the painting and looking at this person, Xu Jiang had a guess in his mind.
She looked at Hu Xu, but he seemed unaware.
Could it be that the goddess has a heart, but the king has no dream?
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