encountered something on the way, but Jian Xicheng did not discourage the idea of making clothes at all.

He asked Xie Cong to take him to an old tailor.

The old tailor was very good at his craft, but he was implicated in his family background during the later movement, and he has stopped thinking since then.

In the past two years, the management of various places has not been strict, and because the old tailor's family is a little unbearable, and the children are older, and it takes money to start a family, the old tailor has to pick up this craft again.

When Jane West City passed, the old tailor was wearing reading glasses and tailoring.

When he saw Jian Xicheng's dress, he knew that this must be a big man.

Putting down the scissors, the old tailor greeted him with a smile.

Jian Xicheng didn't have any expression on his face, he asked the old tailor to take the pen and paper, and he wrote Qin Sang's size on the paper and handed it to the old tailor.

"This size ......"

When the old tailor looked at the numbers on the paper, he was amazed.

"What?" Jian Xicheng raised an eyebrow.

The old tailor smiled: "It's nothing, this guest's size is really too standard." ”

He pointed to the back room: "There is a fabric there, please go and pick some up." ”

Jian Xicheng entered the back room, and after a while, he took out some clothes.

He didn't ask the old tailor to help him match it, but built it himself: "This material is a half-sleeved shirt, with a pleated skirt made of this material, and this one is a dress, this is a coat, and this is a pair of trousers......"

Jian Xicheng is very patient and picks out the same materials.

The tailor hastened to make a note.

By the time Jian Xicheng had explained everything and paid the deposit, it was already half the afternoon.

He and Xie Cong haven't had lunch yet.

Xie Cong was already hungry, but he didn't dare to say anything about eating when he saw Jian Xicheng carefully selecting clothes and drawing patterns.

Jian Xicheng looked at his watch, and agreed with the old tailor about the time to pick up the clothes, and then left with Xie Cong.

The old tailor looked at the pile of clothes and the patterns drawn by Jian Xicheng himself, and he didn't know whether to be happy or sigh.

Happily, it's a big deal.

I sigh that there are a lot of clothes, and the guests ask for fine, which is troublesome to make.

The old tailor had no choice but to call back two of his daughters, who had learned the trade, to help, and even his old wife followed behind, hoping to finish the work of the guests as soon as possible.

Jian Xicheng and Xie Cong ate outside before going home.

When he returned to Jane's house, the house was peaceful.

Jian Xicheng entered the house, and there was no one in the house.

The old man and the old lady were not at home, and even that Xin Suilan was gone.

Jian Xicheng didn't care too much.

He thought that he was probably going out to play or buy things, and a little girl like Xin Suilan might not be able to stay at home, and maybe she would make new friends and go out to play at this time.

Shaking his head, Jian Xicheng went upstairs directly.

He sat at the desk, took out a pen and paper and wrote a reply to Qin Sang seriously.

This letter was written very slowly, and it was written quite seriously one stroke at a time.

Sitting at the table for so long, he didn't feel bored at all, on the contrary, in this stroke and stroke, he felt that he had written a taste of happiness.

Thinking about the way Qin Sang opened the envelope and studied it seriously when he received the letter, thinking about the way Qin Sang smiled at the corner of his mouth, his eyes drooped slightly, and fell on his words, Jian Xicheng couldn't help laughing.

This smile is not like him as a person.

By the time Jian Xicheng finished writing the letter, it was already dark.

He stood up, stretched, and moved around the room for a moment, putting the letter in an envelope and placing it in a drawer.

Jian Xicheng came out of the house and went downstairs.

By this time, Mrs. Jane and the old man had already gone home.

Seeing Jian Xicheng, the old lady was very happy: "Chengcheng is back, ouch, you are busy, you are tired and thin, I will make up for you at home these days." ”

Jian Xicheng responded with a smile.

Old Man Jian asked Jian Xicheng: "Where has Suilan gone, why haven't you come back?"

Jian Xicheng shook his head: "I don't know, she wasn't at home when I came back." ”

"Where's this kid?"

Old Mrs. Jane was also a little anxious when she heard this: "Why did you go out without saying a word." ”

Jian Xicheng didn't snort, just sat with Old Lady Jane.

When it was time for dinner, Xin Suilan was still nowhere to be seen, and Old Man Jian was also anxious: "Why haven't you come back yet?"

Just as the old man was about to call someone out to look for it, the doorbell of the house was ringed.

Sister-in-law Wu hurriedly opened the door, and after a while, she led the three people into the living room.

Seeing the person coming, Old Man Jian greeted with a smile: "Which gust of wind blew your family of three over, hurry up and sit, Xiao Wu, help pour a few cups of tea." ”

Mrs. Jian also smiled: "Xiao Wu, bring some fruit snacks or something from the house." ”

Jian Xicheng got up and nodded slightly towards the three people who came over.

Among the three people who came, there was a husband and wife and a young girl.

And the girl is the one who was saved by Jian Xicheng.

The family of three sat down on the sofa, and the middle-aged man spoke first: "Uncle Jian, isn't this specially here to thank my brother." ”

Old man Jian looked at Jian Xicheng, and then at the middle-aged man: "Xiao An, what do you mean by this?"

The middle-aged man pointed at the girl: "That's the case, our Pingping almost called someone to kidnap her on the street this morning, if it weren't for Xicheng who happened to save her, maybe what would have happened here." ”

"But isn't it, I was frightened when I heard about it, the two of us have such a daughter as Pingping, if she has something, I won't live. ”

The middle-aged woman still had palpitations when she said this.

The girl, that is, An Pingping, hung her head, she was still a little unenergetic, and she obviously didn't slow down.

Mrs. Jane pulled her to her side and patted her on the back: "This is also our Pingping's luck, otherwise the second child would have passed by there." ”

An Pingping raised her head and smiled at Mrs. Jian: "Grandma Jian, no matter what, thank you for this matter today, thank you Second Uncle Jian, if it weren't for Second Uncle Jian, maybe I would have asked someone to sell it right now, I still think about it now." ”

An Pingping is very good-looking, and her complexion is amazing when she laughs, Mrs. Jian is now old, and she likes good-looking little girls, looking at An Pingping and laughing: "That's your second uncle, shouldn't I save you?" ”

An Pingping stood up and bowed to Jian Xicheng: "Thank you, Second Uncle." ”

Jian Xicheng raised his hand, his expression unchanged at all: "It should be." ”

An Pingping breathed a sigh of relief and was pulled down by Mrs. Jane.

Mrs. Jian just wanted to say a few words to An Pingping, but the doorbell rang again, and Sister-in-law Wu opened the door, bringing in another person this time.

Jian Xicheng was happy to see this person: "Why, you are also here to thank me." ”

The people who came were also acquaintances.

It was Gu Chen who was eating with Lao Mo and Jian Xicheng that day.

He stood in the living room, blushing and touching his head, and when he looked at An Pingping, he was ashamed and embarrassed.

Old lady Jane is old and fine, look at Gu Chen, and see where An Pingping can not understand.

She smiled happily: "Gu boy, come and sit." ”

Gu Chen couldn't wait, so he hurriedly agreed and sat down next to An Pingping.

For a while, An Pingping's little face was red and almost dripping blood.

Gu Chen coughed lightly, looked at Jian Xicheng and said, "I also went to the Public Security Bureau today, and I also know everything about Pingping, thank you so much Second Uncle, if it weren't for Second Uncle, I wouldn't know ......."

When he said this, he felt scared for a while, glanced at An Pingping again, and made up his mind to love An Pingping more.

Jian Xicheng smiled: "The old lady who abducted Pingping said that Pingping was her daughter, so I am sure that Pingping was victimized." ”

Gu Chen also laughed: "This old lady lied and didn't look at it in front of anyone, but in front of the second uncle, she dared to say that it was Pingping's mother, I really don't know how to write the dead word." ”

Isn't that what it is?

Although Jian Xicheng and An Pingping have not met much, and they are not particularly familiar, in the end, they can be regarded as a dean from a small school, how can they not recognize it.

An Pingping's grandfather and the old man of the Jian family were comrades-in-arms who were born and died, and the old man Jian once carried the old man An out of the pile of dead people, which was a fateful friendship.

Jian Xicheng's eldest brother and An Pingping's father are close friends, speaking of which, An Pingping called him a second uncle, which should be due, such a big niece touches something, Jian Xicheng is cold, and he will not look at it without reaching out.

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