In Kyoto in 1985, people bought high-end shoes, hats, coats, cosmetics, etc., and the choice was no longer just a shopping mall.

There are many visionary and courageous businessmen who have set up a separate façade, and the so-called retail and wholesale are not delayed, which is a bit like the boutique house of later generations.

……

Bi Yue and Liang smiled, and the two girls stood outside the door of one of the boutiques, looking through the glass window at the qiē that was being staged indoors.

The corners of Bi Yue's mouth were slightly upturned, and there was an unknown smile on her face with a low-grade fever.

Liang Xiaoxiao glanced sideways at Bi Yue, her mouth half-open speechlessly.

This is done!

I didn't send them food, but I was shopping with the girls!

Did he know that his own sister, the one who had been devoted to him, was sick!

The more resentful she thought, the more worried Liang Xiaoxiao became.

Liang Xiaoxiao hurriedly took off her cotton gloves and directly reached into Bi Yue's padded jacket pocket with her warm little hand, she tried to interlock her fingers with Bi Yue, as a support for Bi Yue's sadness.

The two of them looked together at the qiē that was happening in the boutique.

Bi Cheng kept looking at his watch, and when Qiu Huairui sat there and changed into black leather shoes with small heels and asked him if he looked good, Bi Cheng hurriedly looked sideways again, smiled and showed half of his big white teeth, and his mouth shape was:

"You can see for yourself, as long as you like it."

……

Yes, Bi Yue could guess what Bi Cheng said to the girl, because it was her own brother.

The younger brother who sells fritters with her.

"Sister, I can't scream, why are you so capable?"

Bi Cheng, who set up the breakfast stall, is so honest, he doesn't even have the courage to sell, he is very capable.

He lived alone in a small rental house, carrying her and noodles, and the small rental house was not as good as the migrant workers' house in later generations, and he got up early in the morning and read books in the evening.

……

"Fruit, cream popsicles, soda!"

At that time, Bi Cheng let her cry on this street, her brother looked at her and smirked, she cried until she swore in her heart that she wanted to become a rich person.

……

She and Bi Cheng were two people, carrying their hands on their shoulders, with several towels padding, and their shoulders were still ribbed with blood marks.

They got on the Zhangnan train, walked up to the Inner Mongolia Plateau, and crossed the tunnel, where she told him a story, and he asked her how to speak Russian, one, two, three, four.

Crossing the dark border, just for a few hundred old man's shirts, the police dog got on the train, sniffing at her eldest brother's legs.

Together, they shouted at the Russian aunts under the train, waving their arms and pulling their necks to look in the same direction: Trouble Polo!

Ten big lieba bread was to be eaten for a few days, and her brother was grunting with hunger, and they all lied to her, saying, "Sister, I'm not hungry, you eat." ”

They stood together at the railway station in Harabine, the provincial capital city of their hometown, looking at the big clock hanging, and cried together.

It's sad and hard to make money, has he forgotten?

……

Liang Xiaoxiao felt that Bi Yue's body was trembling, her face was a little anxious, and she also saw that it was really Bi Cheng who was taking money from his pocket.

Bi Yue is more "stingy", Bi Yue can save money, Bi Yue loves "stingy", Liang Xiaoxiao knows better than anyone that Bi Yue is the most critical to herself and the most willing to her family!

……

Bi Yue stared at her big eyes and looked at her carefully.

She thinks where is her own brother, the brother who is sensible, honest, capable, and listens to her everything?

When, unconsciously, his sister had a fever, and he actually accompanied the girl to go shopping and buy leather shoes for one or two hundred yuan!

And also......

Maybe she's burned too much, she thought.

Otherwise, why did the scene where the eldest brother handed her half a twist flower merged with the action of the eldest brother in front of him taking out his pocket to pay for leather shoes?

……

Bi Yue made a move, she took out Liang Xiaoxiao's hand inserted in her padded jacket pocket, and walked a few steps forward, she still seemed to be very bullish and vivid.

The glass door of the store was opened by her, and Bi Cheng and Qiu Huairui both looked back at the door.

"Sister?" Bi Cheng was stunned.

Is it his sister? Qiu Huairui, who was about to bag the velvet cotton shoes he had changed out of and put on new leather shoes, was stunned when he sat there.

Bi Yue's expression was normal, but her movements were unexpected.

She stretched out her hand to the shopkeeper, spread out her palm, and motioned for her to get the money back: "I'm sorry, this is my brother, I won't buy it, I have the opportunity to walk around again." ”

"Sister?!" Bi Cheng's face turned red, he looked a little helpless, and he had to come to his sister.

Because Qiu Huairui not only blushed, but also wore a white sweater and exposed his neck.

Liang Xiaoxiao stood aside, not looking at Qiu Huairui who was still stunned and didn't know how to put on the torn cotton shoes.

She has exactly the same psychology as Bi Yue at the moment, deceiving our brother Qian Hao? Stinky and shameless! If you have money, you will wear it, and if you don't have money, you will pull it down, and you will ask for it.

Bi Yue raised her eyebrows, and when Bi Cheng was about to grab the one hundred and fifty-eight yuan, Bi Yue shook her arm vigorously.

"Let it go."

She tried her best not to embarrass herself in front of outsiders, especially the joke of sibling split in front of the "money worshipper".

Not to mention that Qiu Huairui's neck is red, even Bi Cheng's face is the color of pig liver.

He is a character who can only talk and talk to people with the right temper, not Bi Cheng, who is particularly good at communicating, is angry with his sister at the moment, and he can't say a complete sentence.

I feel that his sister has made him lose his adult!

"Sister, this is a ......"

"Where's my lunch?"

This sentence asked, Bi Cheng didn't show a particularly angry look, he lost his confidence: "Next to this house is a beef and mutton seller, I have eaten it, and his family is ...... fast."

"Come out with me."

Bi Yue took two steps, and found that her brother didn't follow, and her temper couldn't be suppressed anymore!

She pushed away Bi Cheng, who was halfway in front of her, and didn't care that there were salesmen and bosses in the store, and went straight to Qiu Huairui with anger, saying loudly and clearly word by word:

"You're Qiu Huairui from Jiaotong University, right?"

The girl was tearfully bowing her head and tying her shoelaces, she was caught off guard by this sudden situation, she thought that Bi Cheng and his sister were gone, who would have thought that she would suddenly come back again, and asked her by name.

The girl couldn't hide, first looked at Bi Cheng with tears in her eyes, and then looked at Bi Yue, tears slid down her cheeks, and nodded.

Bi Yue smiled at the corner of her mouth: "College students are forbidden to fall in love, this is a clear rule, right?" Although the school is not strict now, I don't want to talk about this ......"

"Sister!"

"You get out of here!"

Bi Yue glared at Bi Cheng viciously, this time she didn't even bother to laugh, raised her chin slightly, looked at Qiu Huairui sitting on the stool for changing shoes, and said:

"The point is, if you have to pull my brother to make a partner, you send a notebook, a pen, or even a pen, which is within the scope of normal interactions. It's too much, it's not coordinated! It's like you're wearing a cashmere coat and big cotton shoes on your feet! ”

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The author has something to say:

The anti-theft has all misplaced the chapters, oh, the brain is already messed up. If a person even thinks about the plot and writes it, then writes it, and then corrects typos, he really can't fight continuously, otherwise his head will be muddy.

Eleventh more, ah, now there is more than an hour before July 1st, I don't know when I will be able to finish writing and send it, and the next chapter will definitely not be burglarized.

In the last half hour of the new book monthly ticket list, I haven't poured out the time to look at the list yet, but I heard the deputy moderator of this book, Late Spring March Jiangnan, say that there are a lot of book friends who have sent out monthly pass red envelopes today. I looked at the list, and they were all old book friends, and many book friends had monthly tickets issued more than once or twice.

Very impressed. I was moved by everyone's concerted efforts and efforts. Thank you to everyone who has supported me, I can't say this enough.

Are you still there? Are you still listening to my thoughts? (To be continued.) )