Before the car even stopped, Jiang Shanhe anxiously opened the curtain and jumped down, walking towards there.
"What are you doing?"
Li Shouji watched him walk to the side with great momentum, thinking that he had seen something, and curiously followed him to find out what was going on.
Jiang Shanhe stood tall and majestic in front of a stall selling flower heads.
When the boss was tying his hair, he suddenly felt a darkness in front of his eyes. At first he thought it was cloudy. When he raised his head and prepared to pack up the stall, he suddenly found a man in official uniform.
The woman had never seen the world before and thought he had bad intentions. She was so frightened that she froze in place and the hair ornament in her hand fell to the ground.
Jiang Shanhe did not notice her abnormality, and stared at the various hair ornaments on the stall with sparkling eyes.
When I was thinking about which one to choose, my eyes were suddenly attracted by a flower with novel shape and bright color.
"What kind of flower is this?"
The woman came to her senses and looked in the direction of the man's big hand. She realized that he was here to buy a head of flowers. She couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. When she saw that it was a business deal, she instantly became lively.
"This is a lisianthus. It has pale white petals with beautiful blue on them. It's the best gift for my wife at home!"
The woman was very eloquent. Jiang Shanhe picked it up and took a closer look. He found that it was indeed good, with good color blending and lifelike workmanship.
"And this one, this one is a red rose, girls love it the most, and this one is a lily, which means a long-lasting marriage, and this one is a small pink flower, adults with children at home can buy one for them, and this one is a tulip, you can smell it, it has a simulated fragrance~"
Li Shouji arrived late, and as soon as he came over, he saw Jiang Shanhe being fooled into holding a bunch of flowers, and the boss and he were not satisfied yet, one kept pushing and the other kept buying.
Li Shouji stood quietly behind Jiang Shanhe and gave the woman a look, suggesting that she should stop.
The woman was already satisfied with her earnings, so she stopped selling, took the money from Jiang Shanhe, and saw him off with a smile on her face. She couldn't help thinking that it would be nice if there were more such generous stones in the future, so that she wouldn't have to worry about food and drink!
The woman happily put the silver into her chest, packed up and prepared to close her stall. This time she sold all the hair accessories she would need for a month, so she could go home early to rest.
Li Shouji was speechless when he saw Jiang Shanhe holding a bunch of hair flowers. If it weren't for him, he would have probably taken over the other person's stall.
Jiang Shanhe didn't notice Li Shouji's contemptuous look, and he carefully placed the pile of hair flowers in his arms on the table.
The entire large table was filled with food. I didn’t realize it at first, but now I realize that there were indeed quite a lot. This was certainly what Li Shouji was thinking.
Jiang Shanhe, however, felt that this was nothing. Whenever he thought of Xiaoguo and their children wearing them, he couldn't help but feel happy and satisfied.
She took two cloth bags and spread them flat on the table, and divided the food among them one by one, putting the food for Xiaoguo on the left side of the cloth, and the food for her daughter on the right side.
Jiang Shanhe happily picked up a small peach blossom-shaped hairband and showed it to Li Shouji, "Do you think my daughter would look good wearing it?"
Although Li Shouji despised him, he did not spoil his fun. He nodded and was about to say it was good, but Jiang Shanhe said to himself, "Hey, what's the point of telling you, you are a lonely man."
Li Shouji???
"snort!"
She snorted at him and got up and left. He, a lonely man, should go back to his room and have a rest. Let him, a man who is not a lonely man, enjoy his beauty alone!
Jiang Shanhe didn't even notice whether Li Shouji came or went. All he could see were these various kinds of hair ornaments. In his mind, he imagined Xiaoguo and his imaginary daughter wearing these hair ornaments.
The satisfaction and happiness in my heart are about to burst out. Life is so beautiful. It won’t be long until next spring. It will only be about half a year. It will go by quickly! Time flies! I must prepare all the gifts in these few months and take them back together!
Jiang Danhe sorted the hair flowers, wrapped them up, and carefully placed them in the innermost part of the closet.
Now that he had a goal for the future, Jiang Shanhe was full of motivation. He wanted to go out and buy some things, but it was getting late and he had things to do in the evening, so he had no choice but to do it tomorrow.
Jiang Shanhe was not interested, so he turned around and went out to look for Li Shouji again, complaining in his heart that this man always left silently!
Peach Blossom Village.
Xiaoguo got up as soon as the sun came out in the morning. Now that the bathroom was ready, it was time to buy a bathtub. Xiaoguo got up early and prepared to go to the county to buy a bathtub. Zhuangzhuang also woke up and clamored to go with him.
Xiaoguo had originally planned to take Zhuangzhuang with her, and had promised Zhuangzhuang that she would not leave him alone at home. Besides, he was still young now, so she would take him with her if she could. But when he goes to school next year, she probably wouldn't have time.
Thinking of this, Xiaoguo felt a little sad. When she thought that her son would no longer love her mother when he grew up, her heart became dirty and she felt so cold.
"My Lady, My Lady, My Lady!"
The loud and deafening knocks brought Xiaoguo back to reality. He wiped away his non-existent tears, then locked the door and got in the car.
This brat doesn't even leave himself a bit of melancholy.
But it's true. How can I be sad when I'm with Zhuangzhuang? I'm happy every day.
Xiaoguo turned around and smiled at Zhuangzhuang, who also responded with his little white teeth bared. What a wonderful life for mother and son~
When they arrived at the county town, Xiaoguo was in a dilemma: should he buy a wooden barrel or an iron pot?
If you use a wooden barrel, you need to boil water and then pour it in to take a bath.
If you use an iron pot, you can wash it while it's cooking, which is more convenient.
But if it is a cast iron pot, wouldn't it just be the cast iron pot stewing itself? Not right.
It's better to use a wooden barrel. Xiaoguo thinks that an ordinary life is more reliable. An iron pot is convenient, but if the fire is too big, it will be cooked through.
When they came to the store, they bought a size they had in mind. The boss and his staff saw that Xiaoguo was a woman with a child, so they kindly helped her move the things to the car. Xiaoguo gave them some money to thank them, and Zhuangzhuang followed suit and said thank you too. The boss and his staff were so touched that they generously gave Xiaoguo a footstool as a gift.
Xiaoguo thanked him repeatedly, and Zhuangzhuang also generously showed his lovely smile.
After leaving with Zhuangzhuang, Xiaoguo looked at Zhuangzhuang's sweet smile and couldn't help but sigh, it turns out that good-looking faces have privileges in any era.
Zhuangzhuang was in a good mood all the way, humming a little tune, and did not ask to go see his uncle when they arrived at the county. Xiaoguo was afraid that Qin Anming's heart would be dirty and injured, so he took Zhuangzhuang to find Qin Anming and played with him for a while before going home.
Xiaoguo was driving the car while Zhuangzhuang was sitting beside him humming along. Although not a single word was in tune, he still insisted on singing.
Xiaoguo could only bear with her ears. She didn't know if it was because of the comfort in her heart that Xiaoguo really felt that Zhuangzhuang's singing was not bad at all, and it was even a bit nice to listen to.
However, the people Xiaoguo met along the way, the looks they gave Zhuangzhuang told him the truth.
The magnificent singing voice is still as unbearable as before, but my ears have become accustomed to it...