Chapter 66: Chinese New Year (1)
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"I said, do you want to consider another bookstore and piano shop?" Shen Fang repeated, he looked at Yan Qiuyi, but the movement of playing the piano in his hand was non-stop for a moment.
Yan Qiuyi sat up straight, as if frightened by the news, "Are you going to give me the bookstore and the piano shop?" Without waiting for Shen Fang to answer, she denied what she had just said, "How is it possible, you are not the kind of rich second generation who burns a lot of money, you have nothing to do, smash the car and burn the money to take a bath in red wine......
After babbling and muttering for a long time, Yan Qiuyi finally calmed down, "You want to leave H City?"
"I have this idea, so I want to get rid of the bookstore and the piano store, and I'm not in a hurry, anyway, I have to wait until the two stores are out before leaving. Shen Fang told his thoughts and thoughts, and knew the little girl for more than half a year, and he also knew that she was not as smart as talking, and there was a way that fat water did not flow into the fields of outsiders, so he asked her directly.
"Okay, okay!"
Yan Qiuyi thought about it carefully, it is naturally not a problem to take down this bookstore and piano shop, first of all, the customer flow and location are very good, but she doesn't know if the funds in Yan's father's hand are enough, and the money in the account opened by Yan's father for her in the bank should be almost enough. As for who to look for, she also has the right person - Jiang Zhi. She has been staying at home since quitting her job, wanting to go out to find a job, but she was stopped by the Xia family and asked her to take a good rest, the main reason is that she is worried that she will be bullied because of her soft temperament.
Shen Fang's mention of yƬ just gave her a chance, but compared to this, she actually cared more about what this guy was going to do. "What are you going to do, why are you leaving all of a sudden?"
He is not from H City, Yan Qiuyi knows this very well. But for such a long time, Yan Qiuyi has not specifically asked about Shen Fang's family background, anyway, she knows him as a person, not his family background, of course, the main reason is that his temperament is too strange, she secretly poked in her heart for a long time and didn't dare to ask.
At the end of the song, Shen Fang put away the guzheng and walked to the sofa and sat down. "Get out for a walk. Like you said, the world is so big, I want to see it. ā
āā¦ā¦ I'll bring you, you bring the money?" Yan Qiuyi twitched in her mind, and then she reacted to what she said, so she had to laugh wryly, "Uh, what do I mean, it's good to broaden your horizons." ā
"You live so freely, I haven't even visited H City since May. In fact, she hadn't seen H City for more than a decade ā meaning she hadn't had time to wander around since she was reborn.
"Freely and freely, too, I am a person who eats enough and the whole family is not hungry, can I not be free and easy?" Shen Fang spread his hands, and saw that the little girl looked like she was blaming herself for saying the wrong thing, and immediately smiled, "Why are you so careful, I would rather they all die." ā
When he said this, a flash of sharpness flashed in Shen Fang's eyes, and Yan Qiuyi almost missed it. Usually look at Shen Fang's knowledge, conversation and even dress, although it is casual, but it all shows his good family background and upbringing, and then look at his young age, he has two shops and a few restaurants - and it may be just the tip of the iceberg of his assets. Therefore, although he has never said anything about his family, Yan Qiuyi still can't help but make up tens of thousands of words of grievances, hatreds, and hatreds of wealthy families.
The atmosphere in the room was a little quiet, and the afternoon sunlight was projected through the light gauze glass window, leaving a faint golden light on Yan Qiuyi's body, and fine dust flew in the sun.
"What, Brother Zhixuan, don't ...... either," she stopped talking, "It's too sad." ā
The wealthy family she knows closest to her is probably Xiao Junyang and their Xiao family, and their style of acting is quite bright and upright, and they are all upright. But from the grievances and grievances in various film and television dramas, Yan Qiuyi can also guess a rough idea, seeing that Shen Fang's mood is sluggish for a while, she can't help but comfort her.
"I'm fine. He smiled and turned his head to look at Yan Qiuyi, "I'm not sad about this." ā
Since he said so, Yan Qiuyi could only give up, if he really wanted to say it or if there was something he really needed her help with, she would naturally spare no effort. Although she may not be able to help much, but many people have a lot of efforts, Shen Fang has helped her so much, she has to give back.
There is one more important thing at the moment.
That's ......
Spring festival!
Xia Qiu dragged Yan Qiuyi and Yan Xia Liang to buy clothes. Yan Xialiang is okay, after all, there are not many styles of boys' clothes at this time, Yan Qiuyi is miserable, Xia Qiu, who was awakened by the awakening of the shopaholic's nature, went to try one dress after another, and all the clothes she fancied, without even looking at the price, she directly asked the salesperson to wrap it up and pay. For Yan Qiuyi, it is painful and happy, on the one hand, it is really hard to try on clothes frequently, but on the other hand, Yan's mother's personality and vision have begun to change, which is also what she hopes to see.
You must know that in her previous life, every time Yan's mother took Yan Qiuyi to buy clothes, she always bought black, gray or pink clothes, the style was old, the size was at least one size larger, and it was said that it would not be outdated and could still be worn in the next year - of course, it was also related to the plummeting living standard of the Yan family at that time. But now Xia Qiu buys clothes for Yan Qiuyi and goes straight to the development of the girl department, the style is fashionable and refined, and Yan Qiuyi can't say that it's bad.
"It's too wise for our dad not to come along!" Yan Xialiang whispered to Yan Qiuyi while Xia Qiu was hanging around in the men's clothing area.
At this time, the child is really too simple!
Yan Qiuyi didn't squint, "Do you think our dad really didn't come because of something?" He understood our mother's personality and immediately abandoned the pawn to protect the car. "Obviously, their sister and brother are the pawns, and Yan Zhengze is the car.
"Ah, isn't it?, our dad ...... like that," Yan Xialiang thought for a while, and spit out two words with difficulty, "...... Wit!"
"Yiyi, do you think your father looks good in these two clothes?" Xia Qiu carried two shirts, one with a pure gray collar and cuffs with the same color embroidery pattern, and the other dark blue and gray squares.
The siblings immediately ended the conversation, put their hands on their knees and obediently prepared themselves in the rest area of the clothing store. Yan Qiuyi said, "Mom, you lift both of them up and I'll take a look!"
"So?" Xia Qiu raised his shirt a little.
"The one on the left looks a little more mature and masculine, and the one on the right looks younger. Yan Qiuyi held his cheeks and said, "Buy both, our family is not short of money anyway!"
When the clerk of the clothing store passed by Yan Qiuyi, he staggered a little, looked at the two of them, and the smile on his face became more attentive. Yan Qiuyi didn't notice this scene, she just remembered a statement.
What to do with someone with a phobia of choice?
Simple.
If you have money, you can buy both and use them instead.
If you don't have money, you won't buy either, out of sight and out of mind.
Xia Qiu looked at the clothes in his hand again, and felt that what his daughter said was very reasonable, and said to the clerk who seemed to be more eager, "Please wrap these two pieces." ā
After a meeting to discuss the business of the store, those who are willing to stay overtime will be given a three-fold daily salary and red envelopes, and those who are not willing to work overtime will have a seven-day holiday to spend the New Year. That is to say, during the Chinese New Year, most of the Yan family's shops are not closed.
The Yan family spends the New Year with the Xia family every year, and Yan's father and the Yan family's hometown are calling to greet each other during the New Year's holiday, and the relationship is not good.
"Tomorrow is the New Year...... Yan Xialiang's voice finally had a hint of anger.
Yan Qiuyi looked at him unceremoniously, "So you've finished your homework?"
"Also...... It's almost ...... "Yan Xialiang immediately withered, now Yan's father and Yan's mother basically don't ask about their sisters and brothers every day like before, Yan Qiuyi's grades don't need to worry, and Yan Xialiang, with his sister here, don't need to worry. Therefore, Yan Xia, who was firmly guarded by Yan Qiuyi, had a cool life, which was called a dire situation.
"Is it almost? that is, I haven't finished it?" Yan Qiuyi's eyes were horizontal, "I'll go home and do my homework in a while, I'll look at you, and finish all your homework before twelve o'clock today." ā
Yan Xialiang's face fell, he drooped his shoulders in frustration, and he couldn't fall in love.
"It's like you're done?"
, this kid still dares to resist? It's the other thing, Yan Qiuyi rolled up her sleeves and was about to clean up the family style, but she immediately reacted, this voice is not right......
It was familiar, but it seemed that I had never heard of it, because this man spoke with the obvious characteristics of a male duck's voice.
"Jing Yang, you're demolishing me, aren't you? But what's the matter with your broken voice?"
Jing Yang touched his neck, cleared his throat, and tried to make his voice sound like usual, but after trying for a long time, he still failed, "I don't know what's going on, all of a sudden, it's like this, and talking is like sawing wood......"
"Voice change period, right? You mature early enough!" Yan Qiuyi teased, "The voice change period is generally between fourteen and sixteen years old, and you are fourteen this year?"
"Do you think everyone goes to school so many years earlier like you?" Jing Yang rolled his eyes, "Liangliang, your sister treats you like this, don't you stand up and resist?"
Yan Xialiang waved his hand, "Don't mention it, my grades are not as good as my sister, and my kung fu is not as good as my sister, as soon as the idea of an armed uprising arises, she can immediately suppress me by force." So, when are you going to train?"
He is now looking forward to training in the army with Jing Yang, and at that time, he can be more or less able to break away from his sister's iron vascular system.
Jing Yang glanced at Yan Xialiang sympathetically, this kid was stimulated like this, tsk, it's pitiful!
"I went to the sixth day of junior high school and trained until the twenty-third day of the first month. Because H City is located in the Great North, the winter vacation starts relatively late, Jing Yang explained, "Because it ends the day before the start of school, you really have to finish your homework in advance." How much homework do you have left?"
Yan Xialiang's whole person can be described as excited, "Not much, not much, there are still weekly notes left in the school's homework, and there are still reading notes and three test papers left in the homework assigned by my sister, I will stay up tonight, and I will be able to finish it tomorrow if I write it in the morning." ā
Jing Yang felt that his three views had been refreshed, fortunately, his parents only gave birth to him, if he also had a sister above him, life was estimated to be in dire straits.
However, affected by this strict atmosphere, Jing Yang also opened his mouth to discuss the exercises, "Yiyi, have you made the first big question on the third sheet of the pile of test papers issued by the old class? ā
"Is that geometry problem?" Yan Qiuyi had an impression after a little thought, "Did you draw three auxiliary lines for the length of the line segment in that question?" (To be continued.) )