spring dream

032

It was just to measure the size of the clothes, Xiao Er felt as if he had been on a battlefield, exhausted and exhausted, and his reason was almost defeated.

Using the strong willpower he had developed over the years, he measured Wen Qi's hip and leg circumference, and the tape measure was covered with sweat in his palm.Pulling back the curtain, Xiao E rubbed the sore back of his neck and moved his back, his tense shoulders softened, and let out a long breath of relief.

Wen Qi followed behind him, his fingers tucked into his cuffs.

Xiao E returned the ruler to Aunt Sun, thanked him with a smile, and walked towards the door in a chic manner.

Aunt Sun was stunned for two seconds: "Master Xiao, are you leaving?"

Xiao Er turned his head when he heard the sound, but didn't notice anything was wrong, he raised his hand to touch the board, "Mmm".

Aunt Sun stood behind the counter, supporting her chest with one hand, and looked at him helplessly: "Where's the data I want?"

Oh right.Suddenly, Xiao Er slapped his thigh, tapped his index finger in the air, and turned around embarrassedly. Before he could take a step, he stumbled and broke out in cold sweat.

What about the data you just measured?He forgot.

I scratched my earlobe, chin, tip of my nose, and the top of my head all over again, but I didn't remember any of them. The worst thing was that I didn't remember any of them.He asked Wen Qi for help with his eyes, and Fang Zheng was so devoted to Lu Diao that he didn't look at him at all.

Xiao Er had to call softly, Wen Qi raised his head, and the two looked at each other for a long time, Wen Qi silently put down the ferret, walked back to the fitting room, and leaned against the partition.

Xiaoer lamented inwardly, okay.

When Sister Fang's call came in, Xiao Er was turning his handlebars at the intersection, and he clamped the phone with his face and shoulders: "Huh?"

"What's going on?" There was a mess of voices coming from the receiver, and Yin Yuefang sternly said, "It's been more than an hour, even if you're on your legs, you should be there by now. Why are you so slow?"

Xiao Er seemed impatient, because he was guilty, and he couldn't figure out why he was guilty: "Why are you asking so much? I'll be there soon."

"The camp bed you ordered has arrived, where can I put it for you?" Sister Fang asked.

Xiao Er glanced at the traffic light, got down and pushed the cart across the road: "My house."

"It's not that there are no other rooms on the second floor. There are so many beds, they have to be squeezed together." Yin Yuefang said as she went upstairs, instructing the delivery person to put the things in the right place. "Two beds take up a lot of space. It's not convenient for me personally, I can barely put my feet down, if Wen Qi gets up at night, a little movement can wake you up, it's not troublesome."

No trouble, he is very happy.Xiao Er stepped on the three-bouncer again: "If you show it to others, you can help to show it, and try to save even the place to step down."

Yin Yuefang wondered: "...you want Wen Qi to climb over you to get out of the house?"

Zhalan Street was approaching, and Xiao Er kicked hard twice: "Okay."

Yin Yuefang: "?" What's wrong with this person.

It is not uncommon for people to swagger through the city in luxury cars, but there are not many people who compete with three bunnies.The customers in the small shops on both sides of the street stretched their necks and looked out. The teahouse was close at hand. The old man sitting in the stands on the second floor listening to the opera was smoking a pipe, put his elbows on the railing, and smiled: "Master Xiao, nostalgic Woolen cloth?"

"Don't say it." Xiao Er didn't bother to raise his eyes, he just waved his hand, "It's really tiring."

He didn't take the inner stairs from the main hall, there were so many guests at this time, and Xiao Er had to greet him when he appeared, so he took Wen Qi into the building door, went straight to the second floor, and went straight to his room.

The ferret jumped onto the bed with ease and curled up to take a nap. Wen Qi looked around. The room here was no better than a courtyard house. The simple furnishings still made the space feel cramped and cramped. Apart from sleeping, he couldn't do anything else.

Xiao Er put down the suitcase, the space was even smaller, he asked: "We will live here from now on, do you like it?"

Wen Qi nodded vigorously, he liked it.

The waiter, Xiao Jing, was running around on the second floor, with a cotton cap in his hand, looking anxious.Xiao Er walked out of the room and glanced at her. Xiao Jing stopped and took a few breaths: "Master Xiao, I'm looking for Sister Fang, I don't know where she went."

Xiao Er stood in front of the fence on the second floor of the main hall and looked away. Although the lobby on the first floor was full of guests and friends, he quickly found Fang Mingli among the crowd: "There is her show later, and I should prepare in the locker room right now." .”

Xiao Jing looked at him in confusion: "But the troupe didn't arrange for Sister Fang to appear on stage today."

Xiao Er bent the corners of his eyes very shallowly, Xiao Jing blushed, looked downstairs in a panic, and heard him ask: "What's the matter?"

"Ah, yes." Xiao Jing responded, "There is a customer who is very naughty and insists on eating chestnuts fried in an iron pan with malt sugar, saying that what we have is heated in an electric pan, and the taste is not right, and he is throwing a temper tantrum. "

"Old customer, new customer?" Xiao Er asked.

Xiao Jing said: "Old customer, your face is familiar."

"Send a plate of cashew nuts in my name, and tell him that in half an hour, he will definitely eat authentic sugar-fried chestnuts."

At the east end of the alley across the street, there is a small shop with no shop signs. There is an old lady living in it. She fryes chestnuts every day, using charcoal fire and large grains of sand. Five yuan can buy half a catty.

Xiao Er put on his wallet, held Wen Qi's shoulders, bent down and said to him, "I'm going to do some shopping, and I'll be back soon. There are many people outside, so don't run around, just wait for me obediently here."

Wen Qi sent him to the door, two steps, and Xiao Er was very satisfied.After closing the door, the room was abruptly quiet. Wen Qi honestly pulled out the chair, sat down, put his hands on the empty table, and stared at the two pots of luxuriant black mages in the corner.

Turning his gaze, there was a wooden photo frame not far from his hand.He took it closer, and there was a group photo inside. The 16-year-old Xiao Er Wenqi recognized it at a glance, but Wenqi looked at the child in his arms for a long time.