New Year's Day is Thursday, the streets are red everywhere, Song Yiran and Lei Qianjun are ready to go around the street, in Xu Yinghong's words, this is a project for young people, it is rare to celebrate the holiday, they should go around the street, buy what they like. When I get older, I look at everything like floating clouds, and I don't want to play anymore.

Lei Jun also rarely takes a day off, wearing reading glasses at home to read newspapers, drinking tea, and not having to deal with official business is entertainment for him, and the noisy life is no longer suitable for him.

"I want to go too!" Lei Yingying was eager to try, and also wanted to go out with Lei Qianjun and Song Yiran.

Song Yiran didn't mind, but Lei Qianjun frowned, it was rare to go out with his daughter-in-law, he really didn't want to bring a light bulb.

"You stay at home honestly, don't you know if you have an exam in a few days? Your second brother probably should also take a vacation, let him teach you his homework when the time comes, don't think about playing all day long. ”

Lei Yingying flattened her mouth, she felt that she was very hardworking!

"Doesn't that sister-in-law also have to take exams?"

"Can you compare with your sister-in-law?" Xu Yinghong glared and said: "Your sister-in-law is the top student in the college entrance examination, you can take the top test and come to me to take a look? ”

Lei Yingying was deeply shocked, "I must have picked it up!"

Song Yiran whispered: "I'll go shopping, you review obediently, and I'll come back to buy good things for you." ”

Lei Yingying thought deeply, "My sister-in-law is close, but my mother may not be." ”

Xu Yinghong couldn't cry or laugh, so she asked her youngest daughter to go back to the house to do her homework and drive her son and daughter-in-law out.

It wasn't until Lei Qianjun and Song Yiran left that Lei Jun put down the newspaper in his hand, picked up the teacup, and said thoughtfully, "It would be nice if the daughter-in-law of Baiye could be as worry-free as Ran Ran in the future." ”

"Why are you still emotional, I think Baiye is still early! He's so stupid, whose girl can take a fancy to him!" Xu Yinghong was angry when she mentioned this, "What day is this, and you haven't come back yet!" Hey, isn't your son studying architecture, why do you just do experiments when you have nothing to do? What do you get...... Materials, what's that?"

"How do I know!" Lei Jun calmly took a sip of tea, "Children and grandchildren have their own children and grandchildren, so don't worry so much." ”

"Don't worry about it! Think about the two people in the second room who are so anxious now, the children can't be taught well, can you be a parent and don't worry!?"

Lei Jun's face suddenly became strange, "Baiye won't, didn't you still make an ambiguous news with a female classmate at that time?"

"I'm making an analogy, and I don't understand the analogy. ”

Lei Yingying listened to English in the house, and did not hear the quarrel between the two old children outside the house, and at this time, Song Yiran and Lei Qianjun had already taken the tram to the vicinity of the department store.

"Brother Lei, you said that this area, it would be nice if it was all a commercial area, but now it is a bit scattered, and you have to run several places to buy something. ”

Lei Qianjun thought thoughtfully, "Don't say it, this is really a problem." ”

Song Yiran smiled, "Okay, let's go!"

The two of them walked into the building with the crowd, and I have to say that at this time, the New Year's holiday is really atmospheric. Although people's material life is not rich, their spiritual life is very rich, as if every day is very fulfilling, and every family is constantly laughing and laughing.

Unlike later generations, when it comes to festivals, although everyone gets together, everyone holds a mobile phone to watch, and there is very little basic communication.

"This is good-looking, will Yingying like it?"

"She can still carry her schoolbag! Didn't she buy it last year? At a young age, don't get used to her, it's too wasteful!"

Song Yiran felt that Lei Qianjun was a serious double standard, "Do you want to buy a pen for her?"

"You pick!" This time Lei Qianjun had no opinion.

The two bought pens and started picking out other things.

"I'm going to buy my master a pair of shoes and a scarf. "Last time, because I didn't know Mrs. Liang's size, I didn't buy the shoes. A few days ago, Song Yiran also went to ask the old lady about the size of her shoes, planning to help her buy a pair of cotton shoes.

The shoes should be comfortable, the old lady is not used to wearing leather shoes, so Song Yiran picked out a pair of old red suede shallow cloth shoes for her.

"What's going on?"

Lei Qianjun, "It's okay, it looks like it should be quite comfortable, I don't know if the old lady is suitable for wearing it." ”

The salesman hurriedly said: "You can try it when you go home, the soles are not dirty, and you can exchange them when you come back with a small ticket." ”

"So, let's open a pair!"

The salesman hurriedly opened the ticket and went to greet other customers.

In the past two years, the attitude of the salesman has changed greatly, especially in some big cities, and they have begun to pay attention to training and employment, and the attitude has been very different from that of previous years.

The two of them went around and bought a lot of things.

Song Yiran picked a pair of double-edged gold earrings for Xu Yinghong, more than forty yuan a gram, and a pair of earrings nearly five grams, which is more than two hundred yuan.

"It's a bit precious, isn't it?"

"It's okay, this is what is popular this year, and I can wear it for many years!" Song Yiran raised his chin, "I'm a little rich woman!"

Lei Qianjun smiled, "Okay!"

The two men paid and went to pick out something else.

"I'll go to the bathroom, you wait for me in the aisle next to you, don't walk around!" It was a little hot in the mall, and Lei Qianjun drank two bottles of soda, which was a little anxious at this time.

Song Yiran nodded, carrying things and waiting for him in the aisle.

Not long after Lei Qianjun entered, Song Yiran heard footsteps behind him, and many people looked like them.

As soon as she turned her head, she saw several middle-aged men wearing four pockets, walking around an old man with gray hair.

This old man is tall, with a civilized crutch in his hand, although his figure is a little rickety, but his pace is steady, and when he was young, he was also a tall young man. His hair is almost completely white, and looking at the state of his skin, well, it feels like he should be about the same age as Lei Ze and Old Man Guan. It's just that this old man is more imposing, although the skin on his face is a little wrinkled, but his eyes are bright!

The identity of this old man must not be simple.

Song Yiran instinctively retreated to the side.

Those middle-aged people seemed to want to come over and drive Song Yiran away, but they were stopped by the old man, "Hey, I was originally disturbing others, what are you doing here." "The old man spoke with some local accents, and he should not be a native.

"Yes, you're right, listen to you. ”

The old man walked up to Song Yiran, "Little girl, don't be afraid, we are not bad people." He looked at Song Yiran and felt a little familiar, and his eyebrows couldn't help wrinkling.

Song Yiran smiled, pretended not to understand anything, and let go to the side again.

The old man didn't speak again, and walked into the bathroom, surrounded by middle-aged men.

The toilet is so big, it's really a cow~~

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