After eating a hamburger, drinking milk tea, and writing homework, seeing that it was getting dark, Su Wen left Lane 7.

And I also had the time to shake out those clothes and look through them carefully one by one.

Shen Bi also came back from learning the violin, and followed me to touch her skirt with great interest.

Frankly speaking, these clothes are very good-looking, especially the skirt for Su Wen, which is very chic and the fabric is not bad, as far as the market is concerned, there are no twenty yuan that cannot be taken down.

I fumbled and checked, and I didn't feel anything weird, but the feeling that something was wrong in my heart just lingered in the bottom of my heart.

"Hey, sister, why don't you say that this dress has a tag, is it that Zhang Qiongyu is afraid that we will know the price, so she ripped the tag." Shen Bi asked in a low voice while shaking off the clothes.

I listened, and a spirit, suddenly realized that something was wrong.

Tags, yes, just no tags.

The clothes we usually buy, even if they come out of a small factory, have tags on them, although the price targets are varied, but at least there is a brand.

But these clothes don't have a tag!

I couldn't believe it, so I shook off a few pieces of clothing in the bag, and finally found that not only the brand, but also the washing label on the collar and the back of the waistband were gone.

It's all gone.

If I want to say that it is not deliberate, I don't believe it.

But there were no other abnormalities on the clothes, they were all clean, and there was no smell when they smelled, so I had to suppress my doubts in my heart.

Shen Bi yelled to try on the beautiful dress, but I refused, and picked up the dress, put it in the corner of the lattice shop, and told her not to touch it.

If I didn't know where these clothes came from, I couldn't have let her wear them.

In the evening, after dinner, when my mother and I walked back to the rental house, I talked to my mother about the doubts in my heart.

Although my mother is a coward, she is in her early forties, and she still knows a little more than me, and after listening to my words, she whispered to me, "Is it foreign garbage?" ”

"What is foreign garbage?" I asked in a whisper.

"That's it...... I heard your grandfather say that we would be poor and couldn't afford to buy good clothes, so some people would take off the clothes of the dead from other places and sell them cheaply on our side, and everyone called them foreign garbage. My mom whispered.

I was taken aback, "This ...... It's unlikely......"

My mother glanced at me, hung her head, and didn't say anything more, probably thinking of my grandfather, and was saddened.

I followed her blankly, my mind crashing for a long time.

Foreign garbage, as the name suggests, is imported garbage, garbage that has no use.

The state will definitely not allow this kind of thing to circulate in, if my dad and Zhang Hu are really selling foreign garbage, then they will definitely be arrested.

Bankruptcy is a trivial matter, and serious ones can go to jail.

Although I don't have any relationship with my father, but in the end, I want us to live with each other well, and I never thought that he would go to jail.

After a long time, I almost walked to the rental house, and I comforted myself, maybe my dad didn't sell foreign garbage.

It's all just speculation.

It's just speculation.

A few days after such a safe and sound, Meng Hanlin called me and said that the seventh lane of T City had officially opened, because of the use of the promotional methods I said, it was hot and tight from the beginning.

The economic level of T City is good, far from being comparable to the county next door, and Meng Hanlin is so ruthless that he is willing to discount, so it is no wonder that the business of Qixiang is not hot.

I didn't have any surprises, I just told him two words, don't be sabotaged by competitors, and let him be on guard.

I don't know if I heard it wrong or what, I feel that Meng Hanlin promised me a little perfunctory.

In the end, he is too young, and it is estimated that he will have to fall on his heels to calm down.

After hanging up Meng Hanlin's phone, I threw two more yuan into the phone booth and called Mr. Ji.

His voice was a little surprised, "I just wanted to call you, and you called." ”

"What's wrong?" I was stunned, Mr. Ji doesn't contact me very often, and every time I contact me, there must be something very important.

"That's right, someone is willing to buy your Chaos recipe and the noodle recipe." Mr. Ji said with a smile, "He bid 3,000 yuan, a one-time buyout, or 1,000 yuan, you can use it for yourself, but you can't give it to others." ”

"Three thousand?" I was taken aback, I didn't expect it to be just two recipes, it was so valuable, "This...... I was surprised. ”

"After all, it's a buyout, and you won't be able to sell that flavor in the future." Mr. Ji explained to me in a good mood, "Do you choose a one-time buyout or what?" ”

I pondered for a moment, "Then let's buy it out." ”

"Okay, in a few days, I will arrange for his master to come over to study, you give him the recipe, and make the finished product for him to taste, and then pay the money with one hand and sign the contract with the other." Mr. Ji carefully advised me.

I nodded, and suddenly there was a noisy voice in the microphone on his side, and then Mr. Ji hung up the phone.

I thought of the woman who yelled at me, who was said to be Mr. Ji's childhood plum, and I couldn't help but pout, put the microphone back, and walked out of the phone booth.

Back in Lane 7, I saw Zhu Lei moving ice.

The weather has begun to gradually get hotter in May, and our family's milk tea has changed from warm to iced series, and ice porridge has also been sold, and the amount of ice needed has increased rapidly.

In the past, the ice cubes were all carried by Zhang Xiaofei's mother, but now with Zhu Lei, it is much better, and he does all the hard work.

Seeing me, he greeted me while wiping his sweat, "Xiao Jiang, you're back." ”

"Hmm." I smiled at him and gave him a hand.

After all the ice was put in the refrigerator, he took a chisel and chiseled ice cubes there, especially sparse for ice porridge, and put the ordinary size in milk tea, this work is not tiring, but it needs to be extra meticulous.

I looked at Zhu Lei's honest back and nodded.

This young man, although a little stupid, is willing to endure hardships and can work, which is also good.

"Hey, Xiao Jiang, you're back." Xiao Fang happened to come over with the scraps, and after greeting me, she shouted at Zhu Lei, "Zhu Lei, hurry up and get some ice, there are several guests who want ice porridge just now." ”

Her tone was very unkind, but Zhu Lei didn't show any displeasure, but instead nodded with a smirk.

"You're nice to people." I scolded her, "I'm not afraid that Zhu Lei will be unhappy." ”

"Gee, he doesn't care about that." Xiao Fang said indifferently, "By the way, Xiao Jiang, did you go out on the phone just now?" Did you call Meng Hanlin? How is he? ”

Watching her ask three questions in one breath, I couldn't help but twitch the corners of my mouth.

This girl is really Sima Zhao's heart, and everyone knows it.

"Hmm...... Pretty good. "I don't want Xiaofang to have a deep affection for Meng Hanlin, I'm afraid that she will hurt herself, but it's not easy to say too obviously, so I can only say vaguely, "He is such a smart person, he must have a way to solve many problems." ”

"yes, he's smart." Xiao Fang suddenly lowered her head shyly, "So smart, Sven, and good to people, he is really the best man I have seen in the past few years, except for Mr. Ji." ”

I pursed my lips, trying to divert the subject, "That, Xiaofang...... You see if there's someone over there who wants to add something. ”

"Ah, okay, I'll go now." Xiao Fang raised her head suddenly, her face still had a flush that had not dissipated, and she hurriedly went to the opposite video shop with the tray in her arms.

I let out a long breath.

It's not that I'm not optimistic about Xiaofang and Meng Hanlin, it's really because the personalities of the two people don't match, if I really follow Xiaofang's heart, what if I coax her to be happy for a while, I still have to be sad in the end.

It's better to break off love early, it's better for everyone.

I sighed and turned my head, but I was surprised to find that Zhu Lei was looking at Xiaofang's back a little worriedly, and his eyes were a little gloomy.

I was a little dumbfounded, and then I looked down helplessly and laughed.

That's ...... It's a lot of intricacies......

No one said anything about Zhu Lei's thoughts, but everyone in the store could see it.

In fact, it is reasonable, after all, both of them are young, Xiaofang is not particularly good-looking, but she is lively and cheerful, and it is normal for Zhu Lei to like her.

The only regret is that Xiaofang likes Meng Hanlin.

However, the so-called sincerity is open, as long as Zhu Lei, this young man, works hard, he can't say that he can hold the beauty.

When I quietly revealed this idea to Zhang Xiaofei's mother and my mother, they both brought the two of them together, intentionally or unintentionally.

Zhu Lei was very happy, and Xiao Fang was also very arrogant and didn't take it seriously, and he was very happy to play with him.

In this way, day by day, the days finally entered June.

It's my dad's birthday.

Last year, because of my grandfather, he reluctantly called my sisters to come and participate.

This year, I don't know if he got rich or what, he even called our sisters over with extra arrogance.

Shen Bi and I didn't want to go, but I didn't expect my grandfather to come and shout in person, no matter what, the old man's face still has to be given, so Shen Bi and I just got past the noon school meeting.

Along the way, I asked a lot of people, and I finally found my happy father in front of a small two-story western-style building that looked quite good.

"Dad rents such a nice house?" Shen Bi's eyes were about to fall, "This two-story small western-style building costs a few hundred yuan a month." ”

I didn't squeak, took her hand and walked in, walked up to Dad, stopped, and shouted, "Dad." ”

My dad realized that we were like sisters, turned his head to look at me twice, and sneered, "It's your dad who has money, and it's nothing if you don't have money, and when I'm down, I didn't hear you call me 'Dad'." ”

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