Pretend to be nice

Wutong Road is located on the north side of Nancheng. It belonged to the French Concession in the chaotic period decades ago. After the French army withdrew, it left behind a series of yellow-toned French buildings and Wutong along the way. Later, it remained as a characteristic building. Street The cathedral at the end and the big ballroom with colorful glass windows in the middle of the road are some of the childhood memories of many Nancheng children.

A few years ago, Nancheng engaged in civilized urban architecture, and this street with French characteristics was also crowned as a scenic spot and vigorously developed.

It's just that this period is the off-season for tourism in Nancheng, tourists are scarce, and it's noon, and locals are also staying at home and refusing to go out, so Wutong Road looks a bit desolate at this moment, with the storefronts on both sides half-closed, looking like an off-season No one is lazy to do business.

A black Bentley car was parked in front of a shop. It was called a shop because it was surrounded by shops with open doors and signs. Not only did it have no house number, but flowers were planted on both sides, and the door was closed, like a residence. The way the business looks like, but it is too extravagant to use a storefront in a scenic spot with a lot of land and a lot of money as a residence, so I have to call it a store that is not open.

Two people got out of the black car, and the dark wooden door of the shop was pushed open.

The two people who got out of the car looked like they were in their 30s. Their well-maintained faces could still be seen when they were young. There were fine lines in the corners of their eyes, their smiles were gentle, and they were wearing light-colored clothes. A linen loose long skirt, flat shoes of the same color, and a sun green emerald ring inlaid with gold on her hand, her every move has the dignified atmosphere of a scholarly family.

The other person is like the daughter of the person next to her, with long hair shawls and unforgettable autumn pupils. She is wearing a blue striped shirt that is one size larger, and the two buttons in front of the collar are loosened, revealing her protruding collarbone. Ordinary denim trousers on the lower body, which was supposed to be clean and tidy, looked cold because of this person's detached temperament.

Walking into the room side by side, a fashionable Chinese-French mixed-race woman greeted her with a smile and greeted the middle-aged woman with a familiar tone, indicating that she had known her for a long time.

Two days ago, Li Qinghe's mother Xia Zhicheng called and made an appointment to show Li Qinghe some clothes together during free time.

Lin Gu'an was worrying that he didn't pay Li Qinghe for the previous few videos, and he didn't know what to give her. Hearing Xia Zhicheng's invitation, he made an appointment this afternoon.

The decoration in the house is not like a storefront, but rather a messy cozy little home. Only a few hangers hanging scattered clothes around and a pile of fabrics and tools on the wide table at the back of the house can tell that this is a place. A small shop open to very few people.

The mixed-race woman asked them to sit down on the leather sofa in the living room, and brought two cups of tea by herself.

Lin Guan took it and put it on the table, and said thank you.

Lin Gu'an only nodded slightly with this woman when Xia Zhicheng introduced her and did not talk, and listened quietly to their chat.

After a few more polite words, the half-race man who called himself Zhang Ke'er got up and went to the room to get his notebook.

Xia Zhicheng smiled gently and explained for Lin Guan: "Qinghe has only worn their family's clothes since he was a child."

"The kid Qinghe looks easy to feed, but he's actually very picky. There are all kinds of problems with the clothes alone. The fabrics that are almost the same will cause red spots on the body. Clothes with labels are too painful for the neck and waist,"

"I still don't like the ones with large areas of patterns, the ones with solid colors are the best, and the ones with small areas depend on the situation."

"Also, this child is taller than other girls and has a wider frame. Women's clothing in ordinary clothing stores is always a bit awkward for her to wear, and the tailor-made ones look better."

Zhang Keer handed the notebook with the latest clothes pattern to Xia Zhicheng, Xia Zhicheng didn't rush to open it, but took Zhang Keer's hand and said with a smile: "Fortunately, we found Ke'er and her grandfather to help us solve Qinghe's strange problem, I contracted Qinghe's clothes from childhood to adulthood, otherwise I would have a headache for half a month every time I buy clothes for Qinghe."

Zhang Ke'er smiled and said a few words modestly.

Xia Zhicheng joked with a smile: "I watched Ke'er grow up. When she was a child, she liked to be buried in fabrics. She helped her grandfather measure her body in junior high school. Her grandfather also said that only Ke'er can inherit this store in the future. "

Lin Gu'an could only continue to listen, and only opened the notebook after the two finished talking.

This year's summer and autumn clothes have already been put on, this time I came to make some winter clothes for Li Qinghe.

It is not easy to make purely by hand, and there are only two people in this store, Zhang Keer and his grandfather. Zhang Keer's grandfather is old, Zhang Keer is inexperienced and needs his grandfather to grasp the details, so the production time is longer, which is the Li family. It takes one or two months to get the clothes ordered by the old customers who have been planting for more than ten years, while the clothes ordered by other customers have to wait for a year.

Since it is a season's clothing, it is a bit cumbersome to pick it up, from the top to the bottom of the hat to the trousers.

It looks like a simple white shirt with a lot of attention. French shirts with interchangeable cuff buttons, American shirts with black agate buttons, and stiff cotton and linen shirts suitable for single wear.

The shirts are like this, so it can be seen that other clothes are not much simpler. The windbreaker Li Qinghe likes and the suit he occasionally wears must be carefully considered.

The three of Xia Zhicheng chatted and picked for a long time. Xia Zhicheng smiled and mentioned Li Qinghe's little hobby. Li Qinghe's clothes were all imprinted with the letter L with gold or silver lines on the inside of the neckline, but it was just An extremely small imprint, if someone who doesn't know it carefully looks for it, it is difficult to notice.

Lin Gu'an recalled for a while and found that he really didn't notice this small detail.

It took more than three hours to pick out Li Qinghe's clothes. Xia Zhicheng smiled and said with relief: "Fortunately, An'an accompanied me to pick out together, otherwise it would take another day or two."

"Ke'er, go and get those books with skirts and ask An An to pick two of them."

Lin Guan wanted to decline, but Xia Zhicheng pushed back her refusal on the grounds that he wanted to choose some skirts. Lin Guan could only sit back and spend another long time with Xia Zhicheng. The size of the clothes is recorded in the store, so after Xia Zhicheng picked out the style, he just told Zhang Keer.

And Lin Gu'an needed to go to the back with Zhang Ke'er to measure the size. Zhang Ke'er skillfully wrote down the size and style, and then wrote it in the blue notebook.

I just remembered that Li Qinghe and Xia Zhicheng's clothes were all in red leather notebooks.

Lin Guan asked in doubt.

Zhang Keer explained with a smile: "The old customers in the store will have a special notebook to write them down",

She pointed to the floor-to-ceiling bookshelves on the three walls and said, "These two sides are where old customers' red books are placed, and we usually keep them."

"This row is all from Qinghe, and the ones on top are from Aunt Xia and Uncle Li," she said with a smile, "My grandfather made all her clothes since she was a child. Children change a lot, and every time I make clothes, I have to remake them." Memorize the measurement again, so she has a lot of notebooks, and after the measurement, she has to consider whether it will grow out of fit again after the measurement, so grandpa always has to make Qinghe's clothes first, for fear that it will be delayed for a month or two. It fits."

Lin Gu'an looked at the row of bookshelves she was pointing at, which could be reached with one hand.

"However, there is nothing to guard against. Qinghe junior high school grows too fast. Once, the size measured a month ago was sent over as soon as it was made. Qinghe was a little shorter after wearing it. Grandpa had no choice. Let her take it off and make it again, this time it was deliberately bigger, but I didn’t expect it to grow again when I put it on this time, and my grandpa was so angry that he refused to make clothes for children for a long time.”

Lin Gu'an smiled, as if seeing the immature Li Qinghe with long hands and long legs blinking innocently in short clothes.

"In the end, Aunt Xia said that it would grow anyway, so she asked Qinghe to go back with longer clothes, and made the clothes made later on bigger."

"The clothes you wear now must be bigger, right?" Lin Guan asked.

"Yes, girls have changed very little after the third year of junior high school. Qinghe still needs bigger clothes, and looser clothes are more comfortable." Zhang Keer is obviously familiar with Li Qinghe, and her smiling tone is pro- I used to make a few dresses for her every once in a while, but she refused to wear them, and Aunt Xia refused to wear them no matter what, she stopped making them for her after high school, and made them for her when she said she wanted to wear them."

"Can I have a look at these notebooks?"

Zhang Ke'er looked at her with puzzled eyes.

"It's okay if you don't watch it," Lin Gu'an shook his head, "I'm just a little curious."

When these things were done, the two walked out together, it was already past four o'clock in the afternoon.

Xia Zhicheng, who was sitting on the sofa, smiled when she saw them coming out. The fine lines around her eyes became more and more obvious, and she looked very kind. She said with a guilty tone, "An'an, you have nothing to do at night, let you stay with me for so long , Aunt Xia treats you to dinner?"

Before Lin Gu'an could finish talking, Xia Zhicheng quickly said, "Why are you being polite to your Aunt Xia? Your mother said you like seafood, so I asked my aunt at home to buy it yesterday."

She took Lin Gu'an's hand and patted it, and said with a smile: "Just treat it as having a meal with Aunt Xia, and you will call Qinghe back later, this child hasn't come back for a meal for a long time."

Lin Gu'an could only nod his head in agreement.

Seeing her agreeing, Xia Zhicheng smiled even more happily. He was afraid that she would run away and held her hand without letting go, so he turned his head and asked, "Ker, are the clothes you ordered before ready?"

"Uncle Li and Ruirui have already made it, I'll get it," Zhang Ke'er, who was standing beside him, replied with a smile.

"Hey, good," Xia Zhicheng agreed, and called the driver to come over.

Lin Gu'an frowned indistinctly, Rui Rui was the boy Xia Zhicheng and Li's father gave birth to the year before, Li Qinghe's younger brother.

The driver drove over and helped put the paper bag into the trunk with Zhang Keer.

After saying goodbye to each other, the two got into the car, and Xia Zhicheng urged Lin Guan to call Li Qinghe and ask her to come back for dinner.

After listening, Li Qinghe was silent for a while before agreeing.

Lin Gu'an hung up the phone and talked to Xia Zhicheng.

Xia Zhicheng obviously smiled happier, and kept saying yes.

Lin Gu'an, who felt something was wrong just now, became more suspicious, but he didn't have time to think about it, and Xia Zhicheng dragged him to chat about family affairs, so he could only press down and wait for later.