"Why are you still standing at the door? Hurry up and come in. Zhuo Ziyue, who had already crossed the threshold of the store, looked over, and Lin Jie was still stupid looking up at the sky outside the door, and couldn't help shouting.

"Well, got it right away." Retracted his confused gaze, exhaled a breath, suppressed some of the thoughts that arose in his mind because of the old man's words, shook his head and rarely didn't quarrel with Zhuo Ziyue, and stepped forward after answering the question, and followed.

The storefront on the first floor is a very ordinary small shop scale, not big, three or two people under the guidance of the waitress wearing Hanfu, admiring the Hanfu hanging on both sides of the wall, one of the middle-aged women has a somewhat dissatisfied look on her face, and keeps muttering something in her mouth, the distance is too far, Lin Jie can't hear clearly, but it won't be a good word to look at her look.

"Ziyue, where is the Hanfu you want to take?" Looking at the various Hanfu hanging on the wall, Lin Jie felt a little inexplicable, and his tone was not as frivolous as before, but it was rare to be serious.

"On the second floor, come with me." Suspiciously, he turned his head and glanced at Lin Jie, as if he was wondering what Lin Jie's suddenly changed painting style was about, and Lin Jie didn't mean to explain, he showed a smile at Zhuo Ziyue, moved his steps lightly, and followed Zhuo Ziyue to the second floor, as if he was afraid that the footsteps would destroy something if the footsteps were too heavy.

For a while, there was only the whispered introduction of the shopping guide lady wearing Hanfu on the entire first floor and the slight footsteps of a few people, silent, and inexplicably a little serious, inside and outside the door, as if there were two worlds.

The second floor is an attic, not big, and the objects placed in the small space are also very simple, a table, three chairs, a wardrobe, a pot of tea and a few teacups, and the woman sitting at the table raised her head when Zhuo Ziyue and Lin Jie appeared at the staircase of the attic.

The black hair of the yellow race has long been half-white, and looking at the face, it is about sixty or so.

"Please wait a minute." There was a hoarse voice, but it sounded unexpectedly unpleasant, the woman got up, walked to the side of the wardrobe, took out three sky blue Hanfu, and handed them to the middle-aged man who was in front of Lin Jie.

"Dad, I'm thirsty and I want tea." The boy next to the man, who looked to be only six or seven years old, tugged at the corner of the man's clothes and raised his head.

"The child is thirsty, come, grandma has tea here, but drink it slowly, this tea is a little bitter." After the woman handed over the three Hanfu to the man, she heard the little boy's words, turned around with a smile and poured a cup of tea from the teapot and handed it to the little boy, the boy took it, politely said thank you and drank it directly, but it sprayed out directly in the next second.

"Children, that's not how tea is drunk, didn't this grandma say it just now? Drink slowly. Zhuo Ziyue smiled and took out a pack of tissues from his pocket, squatted down and took out a few to help the little boy wipe it.

"Where does a child know so much, and he has to drink this bitter tea even if he is thirsty to drink water."

"Remembrance." After the middle-aged man heard his daughter say this, he called out his daughter's name in a deep voice,

"Dad, can I say no when Yang Yang is thirsty?" The dissatisfied look on Qiu Yiqing's face deepened, she really didn't understand why her father came here to buy this kind of Hanfu, if she really wanted to buy it, wouldn't it be more convenient to go to that cheongsam shop to order, that cheongsam shop has more masters, more choices, and most importantly, it also provides home delivery!

The most important thing is that the few people in their hometown have already set their own cheongsam, and when they think that they are this kind of Hanfu that is almost forgotten, Qiu Yiqing is so unwilling in her heart.

"It's not what I want." glanced at the three sets of Hanfu wrapped in Qiu Tingyao's hand, pouted, and took his brother's hand and walked to the side, if Zhuo Ziyue hadn't stood up in time and walked to the side, maybe he would have bumped into her.

Although it was not explicitly stated, the attitude was undoubtedly exposed, and my sister just didn't want it!

"If you are thirsty, it should be more effective to drink this tea, after all, it is a tequila, it is necessary to clear the heat and relieve the heat in summer, and children don't understand it..............." his girlfriend was almost hit, Lin Jie's attitude was not so friendly, if it weren't for Zhuo Ziyue taking Lin Jie's hand and dragging him in front of the woman, maybe Lin Jie could still say a few words without thorns.

Lin Jie's sarcasm, maybe only Yang Yang in the attic couldn't understand it, and Qiu Yiqing, who understood, didn't look so good-looking, looking at Zhuo Ziyue who was talking to the woman, and then at Lin Jie who was playing with his nails,

"Lin Jie, Zhuo Ziyue?"

"Remember, gone." Without waiting for Lin Jie to respond, Qiu Tingyao glared at his daughter and took his son downstairs first.

"Does the lad still know about tequila?" After Zhuo Ziyue's two sets of Han costumes, the woman's smiling face greeted Lin Jie, who was doing nothing.

"Well, I know a little bit about tea, because my dad likes to drink tea more." Touching his nose, for some reason, Lin Jie had a feeling that he didn't dare to make eye contact with the woman.

"There aren't many young people who like Hanfu nowadays." looked at Lin Jie, and then looked at Zhuo Ziyue, who couldn't put down the Hanfu in the hand, and remembered Qiu Yiqing before, the woman couldn't help sighing.

nodded noncommittally, and pulled Zhuo Ziyue to say goodbye to the woman a little uncomfortably, and hurriedly went downstairs.

On the way downstairs, I also met the old man I met at the door earlier.

It should be a wife or something.

Watching the figure of the old man stepping into the attic, Zhuo Ziyue's eyes were a little envious, and he grew old together, which is the biggest romance that a girl looks forward to.

"It's coming."

"Here we are."

"Those two young people just now, came to buy Hanfu?" He poured himself a cup of tea and asked the woman.

"Yes, that boy seems to be Lin Niantian's son."

"It seems that Lin Niantian has inherited his feelings well."

Actually, I think that girl's love for "roots" is far greater than that of boys. ”

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"Anyway, why did you suddenly remember to make Hanfu custom, I remember that there don't seem to be any local customs in your hometown that need Hanfu, right?"

"Because, I'm going to make my debut, and if I want to make my debut, I naturally have to choose my favorite style for my first album." The eyes of the two happily bent into crescent moons, but the content made Lin Jie messy.

What the heck?!

"Ziyue, I think, since you think Lin Jie likes to listen to songs, then you should lean more on this, you have a unique advantage in this regard, and that Scarlett Johansson is not a little diva, you surpass her in this comprehension, defeat the rival in love, and surpass the rival in all aspects, isn't this feeling very cool?" By a certain day and a night sneaky agent Miss Ning X said.

ps: I found out that the chapters of the previous chapter were mistakenly typed into three hundred and thirty-nine............ It's been changed.