Chapter 68 Safe
Being a thief also has its advantages, Duan Wen thought again.
The origin of these sweet potatoes is indeed difficult to explain. Ordinary people can just fool around and say that they are food shipped from developed areas. No one has ever seen them, but they will not be too suspicious.
Anyway, they exchanged food with the villagers.
Some time ago, the troops he sent out finally counted all the villages.
Grain seeds are distributed to each village according to the number of people.
Jun Qiulan: "There are a total of 10,000 kilograms of sweet potatoes here. I estimated it roughly, and it shouldn't be too far off. If you need a small amount later, Brother, feel free to send someone to find me. If you need a large amount, I'm afraid I won't be able to provide it."
Duan Wen: "It should be almost done. According to the planting method you mentioned, once the sweet potato vines have grown lushly, we can still plant them by cuttings. The only difference is that the harvest time will be a little later."
Having said that, he sighed.
Although the sweet potato is indeed drought-resistant, if the sun is scorching and the soil cracks, it will probably still affect the yield.
The most urgent task is to find a way to solve the water problem.
The water resources in the border town are not very abundant. In previous years, some riverbanks would dry up in the summer, leaving only small streams.
If there is a severe drought this year.
This situation is probably more serious.
Water resources are different from food and cannot be stockpiled on a large scale.
If drinking water is difficult to come by, where will the water be used to irrigate the fields?
People can survive for a few days without food, but they will die in just a few days without water.
Fortunately, Jun Qiulan's batch of sweet potatoes are early spring varieties, which are drought-resistant and cold-resistant. As long as there are no problems during breeding, they will survive after being planted.
Try to plant crops before the drought occurs.
Normally, the drought will be complete during the hottest months of July and August. If we are lucky, the crops can be harvested by then.
Jun Qiulan had also pondered the issue of water draft before. "I have some information about drilling here. Brother, can you take a look and see if it can be used?"
Their family has dug a well now, but at that time they didn't know there would be a drought this year, so the well was drilled to the conventional depth.
In previous years, there might be a shortage of water in the river during the summer, but there was always water in the wells.
He had looked up information and found that the water in the well, called groundwater, was not easily dried up.
So I thought that if the well was dug a little deeper, maybe it would be a little better.
I searched a lot of information before I found a drilling method that was possible in their time.
Duan Wen took the drilling information as if it were a treasure.
"Junior brother, the court disputes have really wronged you. You are so talented, if, if..."
What he said later was a bit outrageous.
Alas, Duan Wen sighed, if Jun Qiulan could ascend to the throne, it would be a blessing for all the people in the world.
Jun Qiulan is indeed a man of great talent and ability. No wonder the gentleman has such high expectations for him.
Yes, he understood it now.
I always thought that Mr. and Jun Qiulan had a certain understanding, but I didn't expect that it was Mr. who wanted to pursue an ideal world, but it was Jun Qiulan who was hesitant.
He probably understands.
After all, he was the crown prince in the past, and being demoted to this hellish place is really too much for his temper.
Even if one has great talent and strategy, he would be disheartened when faced with that corrupt court.
Just like the gentleman at the beginning.
Sir, if he really wants to return to the court after being demoted, with his talent and intelligence, will he not be able to do anything?
It's just that he doesn't want to.
He also saw through such a court and felt that it was not worth his struggle.
That is to say, I now see new hope in Jun Qiulan.
Before, he always thought that he just had to follow the master's footsteps. If the master wanted to rebel, he would follow suit. Maybe he could also achieve great things. Now he really hopes that Jun Qiulan can have some ideas.
Such a person, even if he is in such a situation, will still care about the world.
Counting them one by one, Jun Qiulan has taken out these things at the moment.
The skill of castrating piglets can provide people with more meat and oil on their tables in the future.
Not to mention papermaking and printing. With these two things, more people can afford to read books in the future.
Besides, I heard he sent textile machines, alcohol, epidemic prevention methods, and even cement, which he himself also had a share of...
There are also many other things, such as kangs, today's drilling methods, etc.
The most important thing is today's food.
With such a high yield of grain, why would the people worry about going hungry?
The master never told him the whole story, but he was not a fool and had some guesses.
Duan Wen sighed and looked at Jun Qiulan with a complicated look.
Jun Qiulan was very familiar with this kind of look. He often saw it in Mr. Su's eyes, and occasionally in his father's eyes.
If he were still the prince, he would surely show his talents if he got such an opportunity.
The situation is different now, and this is all he can do.
"Brother, it's getting late. Since the grain has been taken away, there's no need to linger outside. We have to hurry back. My cousin and his family just arrived in the border town today, and we have to go greet our family members who have come from afar."
Duan Wen sighed again, "Well, Junior Brother and Mr. Jun, go back and rest early. Don't worry about the grain. I will definitely make sure they go where they should go."
Jun Qiulan nodded and hesitated for a moment, "If there are any extra, if the sweet potato vines grow too luxuriantly in the future, and the neighboring prefectures need help..."
Duan Wen waved his hand, "Don't worry, Junior Brother, I know what's going on."
No eggs are left intact when the nest is overturned.
By then, other nearby states will be plagued by starvation, and they will probably have a large influx of refugees.
When there are a lot of disaster victims, chaos is likely to occur.
With Duan Wen's assurance, Jun Qiulan felt relieved. "Senior Brother, goodbye."
The back door of the shop was locked. Jun Qiulan mounted the donkey cart, with the clatter of donkey hooves, and slowly went home with his father and a sack of sweet potatoes on the cart.
Duan Wen could understand why they kept some seeds for themselves.
This grain seed was originally obtained by Jun Qiulan.
At home, a group of brothers who were doing business were almost drunk.
Jun Qiulan exchanged glances with the two brothers Song Ting and Song Yan.
Song Ting understood, "Alright, brothers, it's almost time to rest today. We still have to stay in the border town for a while. This Shaodao Liquor is strong. Let's grab a few jars to drink on the way."
Everyone knows that there is something important going on, and everyone has it in mind.
They had not originally intended to make money from last year's batch of wool, but they were unexpectedly lucky. Jiangnan encountered a rare severe winter, and the cheap wool and sheepskin were sold at a good price.
Song Ting gave them a separate sum of money. They probably knew that it was not a business that ordinary people like them could do. Even if others didn't tell them, they had to have an idea of the amount in their minds and didn't ask.
It’s enough to make a fortune quietly.
A group of young men, although they were all drunk, still managed to clear the table, then took a hot shower together, and then lay down in the front yard.
Song Ting looked at the greenhouse and thought it was quite nice.
"Burning fire here will keep the house warm."
Jun Qiulan smiled and said, "When my cousin comes back, I will give you the blueprints and make them for our family so that we won't be afraid of the cold in winter."
The winter in Jiangnan is not as cold as in the border town, but it is definitely not that easy to bear.
Song Ting nodded and said, "When I left last time, you gave me a few lumps of earth and asked me to sell them. I don't know what happened to them now."
Jun Qiulan: "Don't worry, these potatoes can be stored. Now that spring has arrived, someone might plant the sprouted potatoes."
Song Ting nodded and said, "You have worked hard today, cousin Bai. You should get some rest early. I will go and squeeze in with Song Yan."
That means we need to talk.
Jun Qiulan nodded and went to the study to find his parents and younger sister.
They were reading the letter from home that Song Ting sent them, their eyes red.
"What happened to Grandfather?"
Song Xirong shook her head. "Dad and Mom are doing fine. We used the money we earned from sugar last year to build a house after the new year. We've also started a small business back home, so we're getting by. It's just that your grandparents are still worried about us."
The letter also said that if they were not too old, they would definitely come to the border town to see their family in person.
Jun Qiulan thought for a moment, "If grandpa and grandma are willing, we can think of a way to bring them over. With a son around, life won't be too bad after all."
Song Xirong laughed at him and said, "There are two younger brothers at home. How can parents live with their married daughter? Besides, it's hard for the elderly to leave their hometown."
The customs of the people here are different from those of his son's other world.
Even if an elderly person passes away one day, his body will be carried back to his hometown for burial.
Unless it is absolutely necessary, such as a matter of life and death or the survival of the family, the elderly probably would not be willing to leave.
Song Xirong continued, "Didn't I send the photo back last time? Your grandfather was still saying that the portrait was really well drawn."
Jun Qiulan smiled, "Then I'll think of another way this time. I'll ask Cousin Song Ting to bring back a camera that can take pictures of everyone in the family and send them back next time."
When he said this, he began to admire the power of the other world again.
Even if we are thousands of miles apart, we can connect via video and meet each other through a mobile phone.
This kind of technology is still too authoritative.
Now, they can't even make a phone call, let alone a video call.
The things involved are too complicated. Even if Jun Qiulan has enough money to buy a mobile phone from there, he can't bring back the signal.
"No problem." Song Xirong smiled and sighed, "Every era has its own way of living."
They are doing fine the way they are now.
Although the old man was worried about them, he also had hope in his heart. He was looking forward to what news Song Ting could bring back to them from his business trip.
Jun Qiulan nodded, "What did my two uncles say?"
"Everything is fine." Jun Yu took over the conversation, "In two years, your second uncle's kid will grow up and plan to follow Song Ting into business. He also said that he is thinking about us."
Going to the border town for business is a route to connect with family.
Jun Qiulan took out the small golden locket again. "This is the money from the last sugar sale. Grandma gave it to Wan'er and me. There's also another one for Song Yan. I was too busy today to remember to give it to him tomorrow."
Jun Shuwan stroked the small golden lock, "I remember there was one before..."
It was a solid gold locket given to her by her grandparents when she was born, the size of an adult's palm.
When the house was searched, it was all gone.
Jun Qiulan touched Wan'er's head and said, "It's okay. I'll give you a bigger one later."
Jun Shuwan was a little speechless, then burst into laughter.
"Alright, brother, you must be exhausted from carrying so much grain today. Go wash up and have some rest. Now that things over here are almost settled, you can focus on your business over there."
Jun Qiulan chuckled, "You're even trying to educate your brother."
The brother and sister played and laughed, which dispelled some of their longing and yearning for their family, and smiles appeared on the faces of the couple again.
They were even discussing that when Song Ting went to the city to sell goods tomorrow, Song Xirong would go along to help.
"That's fine." Jun Qiulan said.
"Okay, okay, go and rest."
Jun Qiulan was driven back to her room, then returned to the rental house and took a shower before coming back.
But I didn’t expect that when I came back, there was a round ball in the quilt.
When I lifted the quilt, I saw Jun Baisong sleeping soundly.
Perhaps he felt that the owner was upset, so he gave the cat his love.
In the past, Jun Baisong always slept with his parents.
Jun Qiulan lay down in the bed, and Jun Baisong came up to him and rubbed his father's neck with his round head.
"Be good and go to sleep."
Jun Baisong meowed twice and then started snoring.
Jun Qiulan: "..."
He seriously suspected that Jun Baisong was snoring and was sent here by his parents, and that this guy did not come here on his own.
Jun Qiulan couldn't help laughing, "I didn't know your ex-father was such a person..."
He couldn't find a suitable adjective to describe Yan Jing for a moment.
The comments from netizens are still too one-sided.
After all, a person like Yan Jing actually likes round and chubby cats.
Yan Jing had said before that he had a garden with many cats.
If I have the chance in the future, I really want to see it.
Thinking about these things, Jun Qiulan didn't know when he fell asleep.
Most of the things in his mind were resolved, and he slept very soundly.
The next day.
Song Xirong followed Song Ting and others to the city to sell goods.
A group of young men had no idea that tens of thousands of pounds of grain were piled up in the backyard of the shop last night.
Business is booming.
The border town is poor, so they still didn't bring many high-end goods. Most of them were affordable for ordinary people. For the few that were available, everyone could grit their teeth and buy some for their families.
Goods from Jiangnan are very rare, and they are indeed too far away from Jiangnan.
Business in the city is booming.
Jun Qiulan, Jun Yu, and Jun Shuwan were also busy in the village.
Jun Yu still has to go to school to teach.
Jun Qiulan took his sister to the village to look for someone.
The wasteland allocated to them by the village head and the sandy land they bought were plowed up by someone a few days ago.
Jun Yu also used Jun Qiulan's method of fermenting farm manure and asked the villagers to ferment a pond for them as well.
Today we need to find someone to add farmyard manure to the ground, first to fertilize the land, and then to sow seeds.
Breeding also takes time.
When the village head heard the purpose of their visit, he felt a little complicated.
"Well, ordinary farmers usually sow seeds first and then apply fertilizer."
He was worried that his family had never farmed before, and if they did it carelessly, they wouldn't be able to grow any food. What would they do this year?
Jun Qiulan: "There's nothing wrong with the usual method, but these plots of land we have are already quite poor. If we add fertilizer after planting, it might affect the growth of the crops."
Ma Zhong thought it made some sense. "Burning some wood ash can also fertilize the soil. Although your farmyard manure is different from ours, the principle should be similar. If we use it all up now, I'm afraid there won't be enough fertilizer for topdressing in the future."
In today's villages, it is no exaggeration to say that even a pile of shit is considered property.
When this family has no more manure, will the village distribute it to them or not?
In the past, if each family shared one or two spoonfuls, it wouldn't be a big problem. But this year, everyone is panicking. Without food, people will die.
Manure, also known as manure water, can add some moisture to crops.
Jun Qiulan knew that this was the good intention of the village head. "Uncle Ma, the crops we are growing this time are different from the usual ones and require different planting methods. Please help us find the right people."
Seeing that he couldn't persuade him, Ma Zhong didn't say anything more.
"Everyone's busy farming lately, so I can only find two people for you." Ma Zhong sighed, "Now that you're in the border town, you're a young man in your prime, so it's time to learn some farm work."
Jun Qiulan's face turned red with anger.
If I think about it carefully, my sister went to work as a maid in the general's mansion, my cousin had a shop in the city, my father also taught in the village school, and my mother had to take care of the household and often did embroidery with the women in the village.
In the eyes of the villagers, he was the only one left. He never left the house all day, like a little wife, and even carried a cat with him when he went out.
What kind of talk is this?
Jun Shuwan also thought of this and had a hard time holding back her laughter. Not only was her brother working tirelessly every day in another world, he also had to worry about the drought here.
There's really no way to explain this.
Let him misunderstand.
Ma Zhong indeed thought so. Jun Qiulan didn't look like a lazy and idle guy.
It's no wonder. Jun Qiulan obviously has a fairy-like appearance, but no girls come to inquire about him.
Nowadays, having a good-looking face cannot make a living. The man in the family still needs to be in good health and able to support the family.
On the contrary, Jun Shuwan is a good girl. It's just that there is no boy of the right age in his family, otherwise he would have to risk his reputation and ask for this marriage.
Of course, he knew in his heart that most people looked down on them because they were peasants, and they had said that they would not consider marriage before they were twenty years old.
He guessed that even if Jun Shuwan wanted to get married in the future, she might ask Mrs. Huo to help her find a husband. Who knows, she might find her a young general who is good at fighting?
You can even become an official’s wife in the future.
Well, he won't worry about other people's family affairs.
He suddenly remembered what his son had said a few days ago, and he also counted the number of people in the village.
Jun Qiulan should also have a friendship with the prefect.
So I asked tentatively, wanting to find out what the above statement was.
Aren't all the villagers registered? Why did they suddenly check again? The soldiers even went to the fields to check.
Jun Qiulan estimated that Senior Brother Duan Wen should be almost done with the food and seeds, and that arrangements would probably be made soon.
"Uncle Ma, if you trust me, please leave some of the most fertile land in the village. If there is a severe drought this year, it can save lives."
Ma Zhong was shocked. "What's the specific explanation?"
It can save lives, so he dare not neglect it.
Jun Qiulan: "The prefect brought in a batch of high-yield grain from the south. The yield is several times higher than that of rice and millet. It is also cold-resistant and drought-resistant. It can be harvested in three months, and even the vines can be eaten as vegetables."
"This, this, this, more than several times?"
He has been farming all his life and has never heard of grain that can multiply its yield several times. At most, he has only heard that the rice in the water towns of the south of the Yangtze River can produce about twice as much as here.
But even if it doesn't increase several times, but can double, it will be enough for many people to have an extra meal.
Jun Qiulan continued, "Because the quantity is limited, every household in the village has a detailed registration. When the time comes, the government will distribute the grain seeds and teach everyone how to plant them. The harvest will be sufficient to help everyone survive this year's drought."
Ma Zhong nodded, so that's how it is.
If this statement is true, then everyone does have another chance to survive.
However, Jun Qiulan's family had never farmed before, so he still had to think about the truth of this statement.
Jun Qiulan didn't say much. Anyway, the grain seeds would be distributed in due time. It was the government's order. Besides, it was not for free for everyone to grow them. The government would exchange them with equal amounts of grain.
"I have some connections with Prefect Duan, and I got some grain seeds in advance. Uncle Ma, why don't you bring one back and give it a try? When the order comes from above, Uncle Ma can also persuade everyone to plant with all their heart."
Don’t let the sweet potatoes be planted and everyone just cares about their own fields and doesn’t pay attention to them. Wouldn’t that be a waste?
"Okay."
Jun Qiulan had originally picked out a few of them, the skin of which was a little damaged, and was planning to eat them.
He took one and gave it to Uncle Ma. "The quantity is limited, so don't think it's too little, Uncle Ma. You can eat it by boiling it in water. The skin is also edible."
"Okay, I'll go back and try it."
"Uncle Ma, we have extra grain seeds at home. Please don't spread the news. We are not afraid in our own village. The grain we grow is for everyone to survive. We are just afraid that other villages will find out."
Ma Zhong automatically thought that Jun Qiulan had used his connections to get the grain seeds first.
This matter really cannot be told to others.
If he took more, the amount distributed to other villages might be less.
Everyone is selfish.
Ma Zhong only takes care of their village and has no control over other villages.
As for the fact that Magistrate Duan was able to give a portion of grain seeds to Jun Qiulan's family alone, every village should also be able to get enough grain seeds.
He felt that Prefect Duan was a reliable person, much better than the previous prefect.
Since taking office after the end of the epidemic, he has done a lot of good things for the people. He is a good official.
"Don't worry, I have it in mind. I'll find someone to help you farm your plots of land when the time comes."
Jun Qiulan smiled and said, "Thank you very much, Uncle Ma."
He was able to tell Ma Zhong mainly because this matter could not be concealed. Once they planted the trees and the vines grew out, wouldn't everyone recognize them at a glance?
As long as everyone in the village knows the number, it's fine.
The sandy and wasteland were all fertilized with manure.
The village men that Ma Zhong found were all good at farming and had quick hands and feet. They finished the job for Jun Qiulan and the others in just two days.
Jun Qiulan paid the wages and said, "Thank you both for your help. You have worked hard these past two days."
The two simple men felt quite embarrassed, mainly because this young man was more literary than the scholar in the village, and they had never dealt with such a person.
He waved his hands quickly and said, "It's okay. We have a big family and can handle the work in the fields. The two of us can help out and also help supplement the family income."
Coincidentally, someone from the government came over.
Those who beat drums and gongs notified the villagers to gather at the threshing ground.
The grain seeds can be arranged today.
Duan Wen also considered that the actual production of sweet potatoes was too shocking, so he did not tell the truth. He only said that it could be doubled, but there was no need to say how many times it could be doubled.
Ordinary people work hard to tend to the crops all year round. If an acre of land can produce an extra 30 to 50 kilograms of grain, they will be so happy that their teeth are not visible.
Doubling is unimaginable.
Fortunately, the officials said that they would exchange equal amounts of grain for land, asking everyone to help with planting. They would then take back equal amounts of grain in due time, and the excess would be left for everyone to fight the drought.
This statement made everyone feel much more at ease.
The village began to get busy in full swing.
Jun Qiulan sent Wan'er back to the general's mansion and went to the city to check the situation.
The news about the grain has spread, and people are talking about this new type of grain, with more smiles on their faces than before.
The business in Song Yan's shop also improved.
It was already pretty good before, after all, most of the things were things that could be used at the moment, but everyone was short of food and didn't dare to spend more money. Those who had extra money wanted to buy more food and store it at home.
Now that they have a chance to survive, everyone feels more relaxed and naturally starts preparing to consume.
At the gate of the general's mansion.
Jun Shuwan just thought of a question, "Brother, if Madam Huo and the general ask about this grain, what should I say?"
"Just don't explain it clearly, little girl. How would you know anything about farming?"
Jun Shuwan nodded, "Okay, I understand. Brother, go home and be safe. Help me take care of my parents. I'll go home when I have time."
"He's really like a little adult. Don't worry, there are a lot of men in the family recently."
They are all young men, and their home is safe.
On the way home, I met soldiers and experienced well diggers who were going to the countryside one by one to drill wells for everyone.
At a glance, you can see people busying around and full of hope for life.
Jun Qiulan sighed for a while, then returned home.
At home, Song Xirong was making clothes for her son.
I have already made several sets before. Now that the weather over there is getting warmer, it’s time to prepare spring clothes.
I can't let people look down on my son when he goes out.
"Mom, things here are almost done. I have to go and take care of things over there soon. As for home, I'd like you to explain things to Song Ting and the others."
The house can be crowded, but only some people live there, and the rest live in the warehouse in the backyard of the vacant shop.
It is also to look after the goods.
"Just go and take care of your own business. You don't have to worry about the family matters. Your father and I know how to talk to them."
Jun Qiulan couldn't help laughing. He touched Jun Baisong who was napping next to him, then returned to the room and crossed to the rental house.
Lying on the soft sofa, I took a deep breath.
He has been very busy in the border town recently, and he only comes to check messages and phone calls in the morning, noon and evening.
Fortunately, he didn't have many friends, and everyone was used to him replying to messages, so nothing went wrong.
But Yan Jing’s matter cannot be delayed any longer.
Jun Qiulan added the contact information that Yan Jing had given him before, which was that of the dance teacher.
The teacher also passed the friend verification quickly.
Jun Qiulan looked through her circle of friends and saw a sister with a very gentle appearance.
"My last name is Tang. You can call me Teacher Tang or Sister Tang."
Tang Qing has a gentle appearance but a decisive personality.
She knew who Jun Qiulan was and played a joke on him.
"Wei Xi asked me a few days ago if you had contacted me, and I said no. Maybe you stood him up."
Jun Qiulan felt quite embarrassed after seeing the message.
"I'm sorry, Mr. Tang, I was delayed by some personal matters. Now that I'm free, when can I start studying?"
Tang Qing just joked a little bit.
"I have other work to do here, so I'm afraid you'll have to coordinate your schedule and fly to Shanghai. Since this is your first time learning, I've given you a week's worth of study. If you can complete it successfully, you'll be able to pass Weixi's audition."
After a pause, she remembered and explained again.
"Wei Xi is Yan Jing's courtesy name, and I am his cousin's wife."
Jun Qiulan was overjoyed. "I know. We exchanged courtesy names."
I just didn't know that Teacher Tang was actually Yan Jing's sister-in-law. I seemed to have heard Teacher Du Ruo say before that Yan Jing's family called him Wei Xi. Only then did I know that Yan Jing actually had a courtesy name.
I guess it’s this Teacher Tang?
As for the issue of coordinating the itinerary, Jun Qiulan has resolved everything and can set off at any time.
He made an appointment with Tang Qing and then started looking for air tickets.
It’s a bit expensive.
Fortunately, I am not so short of money now.
Still economy class.
After booking the plane ticket, he had to start looking for a hotel.
The last time I went on a long trip was to appear on a variety show, and the production team was responsible for booking the hotel and air tickets.
This time he has to do it himself.
Thinking of what Qu Feng said before, it is best for artists to book hotels with four stars or above when traveling, so that safety issues can be better guaranteed.
So he searched.
Then I gasped in shock at the hotel prices in Shanghai.
This is too expensive.
Staying there for one day is equivalent to being an extra for ten days or half a month in the past.
He was thinking that after arriving in Shanghai, he could find a safe place every night and quietly travel back home to sleep.
This hotel is not worth it. It costs so much money for just one room and one night's sleep.
Wouldn't it be better if he could use this money to equip his home with all the appliances he needs? Wouldn't it be better if he could buy more nice things for his home?
He doesn't want to waste this money.
However, Shanghai is a very developed metropolis, and there are probably cameras everywhere. It may be difficult for someone who is unfamiliar with the place to find a so-called safe place.
It’s better to book a hotel. At least the hotel door is closed and no one can come in without permission.
He gritted his teeth and found himself a budget-friendly hotel.
After confirming the itinerary, Jun Qiulan told his parents about it that night and packed his luggage.
It is also convenient. He does not need to carry luggage when he goes out. He can just go there directly, and then travel back to the destination and take the luggage with him.
"Be careful when you go on a long journey." The couple didn't say much, just gave a few simple reminders.
Even if you give it away for free, it is still a problem.
He will be away for at least a week this time. What should he say when Yan Jing asks him?
Leave a cat at home?
"When the time comes, just tell them that you have other friends coming over to help you take care of him and drop him off every day."
Jun Yu added, "As for him wanting to see Songsong's photos and videos, why don't you take Songsong there more often before you leave, choose a few more backgrounds, and take a few more photos?"
I'll be able to handle it when the time comes.
Jun Qiulan gave his father a thumbs up, "Dad, you still have so many ideas."
So, Jun Baisong was carried back to the rental house by Jun Qiulan, and was photographed from the balcony to the kitchen, from the living room to the bedroom.
I even took a few pictures of the bookshelf.
Jun Baisong: "Meow meow meow?"
Jun Qiulan cleared his throat and said, "Ahem, thank you for your hard work, big fat boy. When dad comes back, I'll buy you some delicious canned food."
"Meow~!" It turned into a clamp cat again.
After everything at home was arranged, Jun Qiulan set off.
This time he had experience and was familiar with both taking a car and a plane.
Only when I arrived in Shanghai did I understand why it is called an international metropolis.
I took a taxi to the hotel he had booked, checked in, went home to report my safety to my parents, and then brought all my luggage over.
"I heard you were going to a big city, so I packed some new clothes for you. Remember to try them on when you get back."
"good."
He still trusted his mother's craftsmanship.
Although I made his shirt two inches bigger without his permission last time, was that considered a failure?
No, it’s not a failure, it’s just a coincidence.
He also watched his mother making clothes a few days ago, and the clothes this time didn't seem so ostentatious.
As a result, he got the wrong idea.
But don't be too ostentatious.
Jun Qiulan: "..."
Although it looks simple and not exaggerated, when he wears it, he always feels a little...
He was at a loss for words and couldn't find the right adjective.
It feels weird anyway.
There were no extra clothes for him to change into now, so he could only go out wearing this outfit.
But when he walked on the street, his clothes didn't seem out of place at all.
Big cities are very inclusive and have all kinds of clothes, so he felt relieved.
He took a taxi to the address Teacher Tang sent him.
It's a dance studio.
When he reached the door, he sent a message to Teacher Tang. Teacher Tang might be busy, so he said he would send someone to pick him up, and then hung up the phone.
Jun Qiulan could only wait at the door.
As a result, Yan Jing showed up after waiting for a while.
Yan Jing looked at Jun Qiulan's outfit, and his eyebrows raised in a beautiful arc.
When I saw Jun Qiulan wearing such clothes on the Internet before, it didn’t feel real. Now that I see it with my own eyes, I can feel the real thing.
With his temperament, he will probably become the darling of those international brands in the future.
"Long time no see." he said.
Jun Qiulan raised his eyes, "It seems like it hasn't been long?"
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