Chapter 92 Jian Zhonglan Returns to Her Parents' Home
"Enough, enough, enough!" Jian Zhongkang said hurriedly.
Since his son and daughter are not around, he and his wife have saved a lot of money by living frugally over the years.
"Did Yiwei tell us what to prepare?" Jian Zhongliang asked again.
"No." Jian Zhongkang shook his head.
At that time, he was just busy being happy.
"It's okay. We can just buy whatever we need when the time comes." Jian Zhongliang comforted.
Beijing is such a big city, how can you not be able to buy anything?
Jian Zhongkang nodded and suddenly spoke, "Yiwei said it's cold over there, so we should bring two more thick clothes."
Jian Qingyi has a small island for storage, so naturally he doesn't need to prepare anything.
But the Jane family was completely busy.
In order not to embarrass their sons, grandsons and nephews, everyone took out new clothes that they usually didn't want to wear.
Jian Zhongliang, Jian Zhongkang and Wang Xiujuan even put the two sets of clothes that Jian Qingyi gave them into the luggage bag.
For the sake of their mother and daughter's future prosperity and wealth, Li Meiqian also took Jian Xiaojing to a department store.
When they came out again, both mother and daughter were holding bags.
The day Jian Zhonglan's family of four returned was Sunday, so Jian Dashan, Mao Chunqiao, Jian Zhongkang, Jian Zhongliang and others were waiting downstairs early.
All that’s missing is a banner that says “Welcome Jian Zhonglan home.”
The moment Jian Zhonglan, with her curly hair, appeared at the gate of the staff housing complex, Mao Chunqiao was so excited that her eyes turned red.
"Zhonglan, you're finally back!" Mao Chunqiao's round body shot over like a cannonball.
"Mom!" Jian Zhonglan couldn't help but tear up when she saw her mother whose hair was mostly white.
"Let's go back to the house first! It's cold outside! Don't let the child get cold." Jian Dashan walked forward with a smile.
"Yes, yes, yes! Let's go back to the house first." Mao Chunqiao smiled and wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes.
"Call them grandpa, grandma, eldest uncle and second uncle. You keep thinking about them every day at home. Why are you so happy when you see people?" Jian Zhonglan pulled her eldest daughter and youngest son who were standing behind her.
"Grandpa, grandma, uncle, and second uncle." He Xiaoyue smiled and walked forward to hold Mao Chunqiao's arm.
Seventeen-year-old He Xiaoyue is half a head taller than Jian Zhonglan.
Her beautiful oval face looks a bit like Jian Zhonglan when she was young.
The twelve-year-old He Xiaofan looks very much like his biological father He Wenyu. He is fair-skinned and handsome, and you can tell at a glance that he is a good student.
"Hey! Good kids!" Mao Chunqiao looked at her grandchildren who had grown into big girls and boys, and smiled so hard that her teeth were showing.
Jian Zhongkang and Jian Zhongliang smiled and walked forward to take the luggage from the hands of several people, and warmly invited the family of four to go upstairs.
Wang Xiujuan, Li Meiqian and Jian Xiaojing followed behind a group of people and looked like three outsiders.
After going upstairs and sitting down, and exchanging some pleasantries, Jian Zhonglan realized that there was one person missing from her home.
"Why haven't I seen that girl Yi Yi?" She raised her eyebrows slightly, with a hint of dissatisfaction in her tone.
"Yi Yi has something to do..." Wang Xiujuan said hurriedly.
Mao Chunqiao moved her lips, as if she thought of something, and then closed them again.
"What could happen to a little girl like her?" Jian Zhonglan frowned slightly.
She was obviously unhappy that Jian Qingyi did not personally welcome her family.
"Yi Yi opened a clothing store that sells fashionable goods from Shenzhen and Guangzhou. Her business is very good. All the rich girls in our school go to her store to buy clothes." Jian Xiaojing curled her lips with a well-behaved look on her face.
Just like a little white flower that knows nothing about the world.
"Wow! I didn't realize! She has this ability." Hearing the three words "fashionable goods", Jian Zhonglan's eyebrows moved slightly.
Jian Zhongliang frowned and glanced at Jian Xiaojing, with a hint of displeasure in his eyes.
"It just so happens that we didn't bring many clothes back with us. We can go to her shop later and borrow some clothes from her."
"My own store said nothing about borrowing. After lunch, I will accompany you to choose some clothes, especially some beautiful clothes for my Xiaoyue." Mao Chun smiled meaningfully.
He Xiaoyue lowered her head shyly.
A faint blush appeared on her beautiful oval face.
"Mom, we're going to Beijing in two days or so. Why don't we take Xiaoyue to Beijing to choose clothes?" Jian Zhongliang rubbed the bulging veins on his temples with a headache.
As the second uncle, he was not reluctant to buy some clothes for his niece, but that was his daughter's shop, not his.
If this happens, there will be huge noise!
"Yeah! The clothes at Yiyi's place can't compare with those in big cities. Let's go to Beijing to buy them!" Wang Xiuqiao also came out to help.
Although she felt contempt in her heart, she did not dare to show it on her face.
Borrowing clothes...
This is the first time I've heard of borrowing clothes from a clothing store.
How can anyone sell the clothes she has worn?!
She saw that she didn't want to borrow it, but wanted to get it for free.
And her mother-in-law...
How many winter coats should I choose from at 100 or 200 yuan each?
It's like a toad yawning...
What a big tone!
"Since my second brother and eldest sister-in-law are not happy about it, let's just forget it!" Jian Zhonglan said with aggrieved tone.
"What's the point? Your father and I are not dead yet! Is it their turn to make the decision?!" Mao Chunqiao said firmly.
"Mom, it's not that I don't like it, I just think that big cities..." Jian Zhongliang wanted to persuade her.
"I'll go if I say so." Mao Chunqiao slapped the coffee table.
It looks like an old lady going to the battlefield.
After lunch, Mao Chunqiao took Jian Zhonglan and He Xiaoyue out.
Jian Zhongliang was afraid that something might happen, so he followed them.
It was just past dinner time, so there weren't many customers in the restaurant.
There were only two or three young wives trying on Jian Qingyi's new down jackets and cashmere coats.
"Yi Yi, can you give me a cheaper price?" The young wife in a pink down jacket came up to Jian Qingyi with a smile and winked at her.
Customers who come to Yisheng to buy clothes all know that Yisheng’s clothes are fixed prices and no bargaining is accepted.
But Yisheng's regular customers all know that the boss of Yisheng is easy to talk to.
Therefore, many regular customers will go directly to the owner Jian Qingyi when buying clothes.
"Okay, you give me three hundred and fifty for the three hundred and sixty! The other ten yuan is for me, your sister, to treat you to a soda." Jian Qingyi chuckled.
"Our boss is really generous." The young wife went to pay the bill with a smile.
"Yi Yi, you can't be partial to one and ignore the other!" The young wife who was trying on a cashmere coat next to her hurriedly said.
"Yes, Yi Yi, you have to treat everyone equally!" Another young wife also echoed.
"Okay, okay, it's ten yuan off for both of them." Jian Qingyi agreed with a smile.
Word spread from one person to ten, and from ten to a hundred, and everyone knew that the boss of Yisheng was easy to talk to.
In order to bargain for the price, many regular customers would specifically come when Jian Qingyi was in the store.
After seeing off this group of guests, Jian Qingyi was just about to go upstairs for a nap when she looked up...
Tsk!
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