Chapter 8 The Moon is Endless, Two Hearts Are the Same
Upon hearing this, Master Su Jiu almost jumped up in anxiety: "Wanwan, I think you have been deceived badly!"
Jiang Wanwan smiled bitterly: "I wasn't deceived, he is very motivated."
This topic cannot be continued: "By the way, Master Jiu, did my father leave our ancestral treasure appraisal notebook with you?"
Speaking of this, Master Su Jiu felt even more distressed: "Your father gave it to your mother and asked her to keep it for your brother... But, I heard some time ago that your mother gave the note to Jiang Lian."
Jiang Wanwan was silent for a moment, as if a knife was scraping her heart.
"It's okay. Bring Jiang Lian over here. I'll find a way to get the notebook back."
No wonder, in the previous life, Jiang Lian transformed himself into a treasure appraiser, with countless treasures collected at home, and his reputation was renowned both at home and abroad, but it turned out that he was benefiting from the blood of his family.
Jiang Wanwan swallowed the blood in her mouth and said, "I can't take care of Jiang Juan right now. Please help me take good care of him. When my man becomes successful in the future, I will never forget you."
Master Su Jiu: "You, you better wake up! All men are bad!"
He was just relieved that Wan Wan had seen Su Nancheng's family clearly, but how come she was bewitched by a man and started talking nonsense!
Jiang Wanwan chuckled: "Maybe even men can't do it, but he is definitely reliable!"
"Grandpa Jiu, the phone bill is quite expensive. I'm going to hang up first. Please take care of yourself and wait for us to honor you!"
After hanging up the phone, Jiang Wanwan patted her chest.
"It's so dangerous. If we continue talking, Grandpa Jiu will come over and beat Shen Xingjiang."
She paid the phone bill with a painful heart and went out to find Shen Xingjiang.
Shen Xingjiang was waiting at the door, but later noticed that Jiang Wanwan had something private to say, so he avoided her: “Are you done fighting?”
Jiang Wanwan always felt a little uncomfortable in front of him: "Well, let's go to the department store."
She walked to Shen Xingjiang, her palms itching.
Nowadays, the society is quite feudal and holding hands is considered a very intimate act for young couples.
Jiang Wanwan walked beside Shen Xingjiang, watching his hands out of the corner of her eyes... Shen Xingjiang's hands were slender, with distinct joints, blue veins on the skin on the back of his hands, and calluses on his fingertips. Just looking at them gave her an inexplicable sense of security, and an irresistible urge to hold his hand.
Isn't it good for children to take the initiative in this kind of thing?
But as the saying goes, in a relationship, one person always has to act like a hooligan first.
She wants to play.
Jiang Wanwan rubbed her little hand, which was hanging at the edge of her pink skirt, on the skirt to wipe off the sweat on her palm. She raised her hand hesitantly, moved her fingers stiffly, closed her eyes, gritted her teeth, and stretched out her hand!
Shen Xingjiang: “?”
Touched it!
Jiang Wanwan was confused.
What's going on?
Are the backs of men's hands so elastic?
Shen Xingjiang moved his lips, and still said: “Wanwan, if you want to touch it, you can go home and touch it. It’s not good to do it on the street.”
Jiang Wanwan closed her eyes: "No, it's okay! What if they saw it?"
Shen Xingjiang was helpless: “I think… it’s not good.”
The first time Jiang Wanwan tried to hold a man's hand, she was rejected.
Wan Meir was very depressed. She opened her eyes and tried to express her longing for holding hands with him while shopping, trying to impress him with her love.
Let him fulfill himself!
When Jiang Wanwan opened her eyes, she saw that her hand was placed on the left side of Shen Xingjiang's buttocks. His clothes were so black and her hand was so white. The crime could not be concealed!
Jiang Wanwan withdrew her hand in disappointment, cupped her hand over her chest, and looked around. Fortunately, there was no one around, otherwise she would definitely be reported!
"Listen to me, I just touched the wrong place, do you believe me?"
Shen Xingjiang: “I don’t believe it.”
Jiang Wanwan was about to cry: "I just want to hold your hand. I want to go shopping with you holding hands. I don't want to do anything else."
Shen Xingjiang's eyes flickered, the corners of his lips lifted, his eyes were full of smiles: "No."
Jiang Wanwan: “Ah?”
Shen Xingjiang took the initiative to hold Jiang Wanwan’s hand: “It’s me who wants to hold your hand.”
His hands were very big, completely wrapping around her hands, his palms were warm, and he held her neither lightly nor heavily. Jiang Wanwan blushed, and when they entered the department store, she bought some wedding candies and peach cakes.
After buying food, they went to the fabric area and saw a piece of black Dacron material. This piece of fabric would be stylish for making pants and would suit Shen Xingjiang.
She took out some local cloth coupons from her pocket and bought a few feet of cloth. Then she saw some good wool yarn and bought a bundle of white and a bundle of dark blue.
Other than that I didn't buy anything.
After something happened at home, she went to the countryside with 100 yuan. She spent most of it and had more than 30 yuan left. After buying so many things, she still had 29.57 yuan and a stack of banknotes left.
After shopping, she took out a piece of peach cake, ate half of it herself, and forced Shen Xingjiang to eat the remaining half. After eating, she went home.
On the way back, Jiang Wanwan and Shen Xingjiang talked about getting married, and she wanted to do it as soon as possible.
After some discussion, the two decided to go back to the brigade to apply for marriage and hold the wedding seven days later.
After returning to the production team, they returned their bicycles and went straight to the office to submit their marriage applications, which Zhang Hongri processed for them.
Time passed quickly and slowly, and as Jiang Wanwan was anxiously anticipating, it was the night before her wedding.
Jiang Wanwan has a red skirt with a nipped waist and loose tail, which is of very good quality. It is perfect to use this skirt as a wedding dress.
Du Yanhong knows how to tie her hair up. She divides her hair in a 3:7 ratio and combs it from the side of her ears to the back, then ties it into a very gentle bun at the back of her head. Her hair is thick and smooth, and the back of her head is full, so it looks good no matter how she combs her hair.
The flowers used for the head bouquet are real. Yesterday, Shen Xingjiang picked a bunch of sarilang from the mountain. The flowers are still tender in the glass bottle. Ma Chunli picked two and put them on Jiang Wanwan's head.
Those who were lucky enough to see it all had the same thought in their minds: people are more beautiful than flowers.
Jiang Wanwan brought some cosmetics. She didn't need to wear foundation. She just put on some blush, drew her eyebrows, and put on some lipstick. She looked as beautiful as if she had walked out of a painting.
After dressing up, Du Yanhong put a red veil on her.
By this time the sky had brightened and the sound of firecrackers could be heard outside the educated youth’s point!
Lin Youshuang has been receiving education these days. He has not been able to eat or sleep well, and he has been nagged by others. He is very annoyed. Not only has he lost weight, but his eye sockets are sunken and his mental state is very bad.
Seeing Jiang Wanwan happily getting married, she felt like she had eaten shit: "Jiang Wanwan, your former fiancé was a young master of Liulichang. Now, you can only spend the rest of your life with a poor man. You must be very unhappy."
Jiang Wanwan: "Get lost, don't force me to beat you on my big day!"
Lin Youshuang was furious, but she didn't dare to say anything else. She was afraid that Jiang Wanwan would complain and her life would become even more miserable. She swallowed her anger and her face turned blue and purple.
Du Yanhong sighed and comforted Jiang Wanwan: "Don't bother with her."
Ma Chunli: "She is just jealous of you."
Jiang Wanwan didn't take this little incident to heart.
A few minutes later, amid the noisy shouts of everyone, Jiang Wanwan heard the footsteps of Shen Xingjiang. His footsteps were regular, steady and powerful. When he lifted her from the kang into his arms, Jiang Wanwan nervously hugged his neck.
Shen Xingjiang sensed her nervousness and asked her in a low voice, “What’s wrong?”
The wedding bike was the only bicycle in the production team, with red satin tied on it. Shen Xingjiang put Jiang Wanwan on the 28-inch bicycle. The Shen family lived not far from the team, so he pushed the bike and took her home.
Jiang Wanwan sat sideways on the bar, Shen Xingjiang held the handlebars from behind her, she was wrapped in his arms, it seemed as if there were only the two of them in the world.
Jiang Wanwan swallowed nervously, and hesitated before answering his previous question: “Chen Xingjiang, can you be gentler at night… and then, don’t turn on the lights.”
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