The charity bazaar of the "Working Women" club was finally scheduled to be held at the Npaia Building on Xiafei Road. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info Rong Zixiao accompanied Jiang Yuerong and sent a batch of charity goods to be registered.

Jiang Yuerong was extremely patient, one by one, and made detailed records of each item, and the delicate hairpin Xiaokai wrote several articles.

The afternoon went by like that. The room was extremely quiet, so quiet that you could hear the sound of Jiang Yuerong's pen rubbing against the paper, and you could feel the slow rotation of the clock "ticking and ticking". But time flies so fast that it seems that the sun is already setting in the west just by inadvertently.

Rong Zixiao is a rare leisure next to him. In this space now, war, enemies, blood, and death are all left behind, leaving only fragrant air and a clean and dust-free face in front of you. He saw Jiang Yuerong's long eyelashes, leaving a fan-shaped shadow on his eyelids. She was so fair-skinned that her hair was as black as ebony. When writing, her bangs sometimes fall mischievously to block her vision, and she gently brushes them behind her ear with a finger like a jade tube. The afternoon sunlight softened a lot when it slanted through the wooden window lattice. It mischievously left a trail of jumping light and shadow on Jiang Yuerong's body, although it was not very clear, but it turned the whole person into a beautiful and three-dimensional work of art. This person, this scene, such a quiet and good time, people can't help but want to freeze like this forever.

Jiang Yuerong finally finished writing. She rubbed her wrist and smiled apologetically at Rong Zixiao: "I've kept you waiting." It's a little boring. ”

Rong Zixiao immediately retracted his gaze: "Where will it be!" ”

"I haven't asked yet, how is Mrs. Rong's health?" Jiang Yuerong said while packing up her things.

Talking about his mother, Rong Zixiao's expression darkened: "The doctor has examined it and diagnosed it as a heart attack." It's just that there is no good treatment for this disease, so you can only recuperate, you can't be tired, and you can't ...... Angry. ”

Speaking of anger, both of them can't help but think of the unpleasant dinner at the Dexing Pavilion. Jiang Yuerong hurriedly changed the topic and said, "In this case, I'm afraid that most of your mother's work will have to be undertaken by you." You're so busy with your business, and you have to help out here, it's really tiring. ”

"Look where you go. Since I agreed, of course I will do my best. Also, there's a lot of interesting stuff here. Rong Zixiao wanted to make her laugh, pointed to a piece of embroidery with a long size, and said, "This beauty embroiders well." In the past, I saw pictures of ancient ladies, and now the beauties are also fashionable and wear Western-style dresses. ”

Jiang Yuerong smiled cooperatively: "Yes, we live in an era of change and development. This is embroidered by Miss Jin of the Bun Girl. If you like it, you can buy it home. ”

"I'm going to buy it, but ......" Rong Zixiao stretched out his voice, approached Jiang Yuerong, looked directly into her eyes and asked, "Please tell me, which one was donated by Miss Jiang Qi?" ”

Jiang Yuerong stepped back, avoiding his gaze a little shyly, and said, "My hands are not as clever as others, and they are not as modern as others. ”

"It's all about contributing to the victims, and the main thing is to see the heart."

Jiang Yuerong smiled but did not answer.

Rong Zixiao rolled his eyes and said, "Since this is the case, then I have to guess." He picked up a painting, looked at Jiang Yuerong's expression and put it down: "Of course it's not this." Then he looked at the word next to him: "Well, this font doesn't look like it." He looked left and right, and finally picked up a bag that was slightly longer than the palm of his hand: "Hey, what is this?" ”

Before the words fell, Jiang Yuerong grabbed it in her hand and carried it behind her back, but her face was slightly reddened.

"So that's it!" Rong Zixiao was full of interest. Taking advantage of Jiang Yuerong's inattention, she snatched it back and looked at it carefully. The blue satin was the base, embroidered with a full moon, and the upper end was pulled up and made a buckle with pearls.

"You're too simple, isn't it?" Rong Zixiao said with a smile.

Jiang Yuerong's face turned even redder, and she came over to grab it again, but she was held high in his hand.

Rong Zixiao saw that Jiang Yuerong seemed to be about to be annoyed, so he said: "Although it is simple, the stitches are fine, and it is obvious that every stitch and thread is put into thought." And, in my opinion, this thing has a deep meaning. ”

"Do you know what it means?" Jiang Yuerong's big eyes seemed to be shining.

"Of course I do. This blue is the sea and the moon, which is a secret combination of the meaning of 'the moon rises from the sea', right? ”

Jiang Yuerong didn't deny it, but asked a little shyly: "Then do you see what this is for?" ”

Rong Zixiao smiled: "This is a good guess." "Take your 100 gold pen from the pocket of your suit jacket and put it in your bag." It's a pencil case! ”

Jiang Yuerong saw that he was right, and couldn't help laughing: "I didn't dare to be ugly, but I thought that what I took out from home was not my own after all, so I had to make a contribution myself." Don't underestimate it, I also took a lot of effort to make it. I don't know if anyone will like it. She rubbed it with her hand, and it looked very cherished.

Zixiao wanted to make her happy and said, "Of course someone will buy it." I just happened to donate some too, so I donated this pen and put it in your pencil case to make sure they would break their heads. ”

Jiang Yuerong couldn't help but smile: "Young Master Rong, I'm afraid you can change the hut if you take out this pen." Are you willing to do it? ”

"What's reluctant. No matter how expensive I am, money can buy it. It's priceless than what you do with your own hands. ”

Listening to his sincerity, Jiang Yuerong finally burst into a big smile. In Rong Zixiao's view, this smile is like the first appearance of the moon, blooming in the epiphany, which is dizzying.

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Jiang Yuerong was originally going home, but Rong Zixiao invited her home for dinner under the pretext that her sister invited her to appreciate the piano playing.

After dinner, Mrs. Rong was also carried to the living room, Wu Yuzhen and her son sat on the sofa, and Jiang Yuerong stood by the piano and listened to Rong Zifan play together.

Rong Zifan's performance repertoire at the charity bazaar was finally set into two, one was "Turkish March" and the other was "Revolutionary Etude".

The "Turkish March" was something she had been acquainted with for a long time, and the bright and optimistic music was also very much in line with her character, and she played it with ease, cheerful and smooth. After playing the song, it won everyone's applause. Old lady Rong didn't know if she could understand or not, but she was obviously very happy.

The Revolutionary Etude is different. This piece is very difficult, not only requires strong technicality, but also full of emotions. Although Rong Zifan has played it without mistakes, the appeal of the music is far from being expressed. At the end of the song, she herself was not very satisfied.