Exotic beauty: fake Princess

Stone's eyes finally no longer straight Leng Leng, cheeks a little red, eyes seriously looking at Shen Qing, a moment later said: "sister, I know. You should be angry with me. It's because I'm useless. It's because I didn't understand. If you want to be a real man, you can't let anything crush me. I can't be afraid of anyone or anything, because I'm a man and I want to protect my sister! "

Shen Qing didn't expect that Shi Shi's age was so small that she wanted to understand. Was it a poor man whose children were in charge of the family early? She was relieved to smile at the stone and said, "let's go. It's getting late. We have to come back to buy some food for dinner."

"OK, let's go." The stone stood up like a fighting cock.

Go west along the main road, and you will arrive at Daliushu alley in about half an hour. The lane is very wide, more like an alley. People come and go in the lane. Although there is no busy wharf, you can see that it is a commercial center here. There are some shops on both sides of the alley. Inside, there is a big yard. Outside the gray wall, there is a piece of green bamboo. In this late autumn, the bamboo is dark green, and the bamboo leaves are sparse. Although they want to show their elegance, integrity, tenacity, bravery of cold and heat, and permanence, they still can't stand the arrival of cold winter, or the sunshine doesn't shine in for a long time, which makes these proud bamboos look beautiful It's a little bleak. There is a big plaque hanging above the gray black gate, on which the four powerful characters of "Qingxi school" leap forward. They try to complement the green bamboo outside the wall, but in Shen Qing's eyes, they are so contrary, even ridiculous and ironic.

Shen Qing turned her head and just wanted to ask Shitou if the school was the place where he and his father often came. She saw Shitou staring at the plaque with long eyes. She knew that when the stone revisited the old place, it was inevitable that he would be hurt. Let him hurt for a while. Before she came, she had made it clear to him. Shen Qing wanted to see if the stone had the ability to get up where she fell.

After waiting for a moment, Shitou turns to look at Shen Qing and says with a smile: "sister, this is the school where my father used to teach.

Seeing the stone's expression, Shen Qing knew that he was OK. She nodded her head and said, "do you want to study here in the future? My sister has the ability to earn money for you to pay for the repair. "

"I want to help my sister first, and now it's almost winter, and soon it will be the new year. The school will have a holiday and read books. Let's talk about it tomorrow spring." Stone knows where he and his sister are now. Although my sister said that she would make a lot of money in the future, he still thought it was incredible. Maybe she just said that.

Shen Qing doesn't want to force the stone. Although this school is the only one in Qingxi Town, it will certainly exist in other nearby towns. This school has left stone too many sad memories. It's better not to come.

In the Qingxi school diagonally opposite dozens of meters, there is home embroidery spinning, that is, the cloth spinning that Stone said. The facade is not big, and there is no name, only a small sign with the word "Xiufang" hanging on the door.

Shen Qing strides forward, stone stands in front of the door, hesitant, I don't know whether to go in or wait at the door. He thinks embroidery spinning is a place where women go in and out. It's strange for a boy to enter embroidery spinning.

"Wait at the door, stone. I'll come out and look for you after I've bought it. Don't go far. " Shen Qing sees the discomfort of the stone and says. A boy can do nothing but help with the selection of bedding.

Stone heard his sister let himself wait at the door, finally put down a heart, honest stand at the door.

This embroidery and spinning shop is not big in appearance, nor in interior. Facing east, the room was dim in the afternoon.

As soon as Shen Qinggang entered the door, a young woman came out from the inside. She was tired of the afternoon on her face. She did not know whether she had just woken up from her nap or whether she had disturbed her lunch break.

As soon as the woman saw that the visitor was a little girl, or was wearing a patch, she couldn't see the little girl in the old clothes. She was stunned. Looking at her carefully, she looks pretty. She has read countless people for half of her life. Although she is still half a girl, she can see that she is a pretty girl. From the inside out, she is tough and unyielding, but with noble temperament. She also wears her old clothes with another feeling. She is not as poor as a poor family should be.

Shen Qing also looked at the woman. She should be in her twenties. Her simple dress could not conceal her exquisite figure. She wore a bun, her skin was white, her face was pretty, and she looked at herself with soft eyes.

Although Shen Qing didn't hate this kind of vision, she was also very uncomfortable. She felt that she was looked around like a commodity. I wonder if she is poor and doesn't want to entertain herself?

Before the young woman could speak, Shen Qing said, "if you want to do business well, don't look at the dishes. Maybe the person who comes in has silver, but he may not buy things. His silver is still his, which has nothing to do with you. But maybe the person who comes in seems to be poor in money, but when he buys your things, his money is yours, and he has something to do with you. Madame, do you think I'm right

Chen Caixia, the boss of Xiufang, was stunned when she heard that, and her tiredness and contemplation disappeared. The little girl in front of her is young, but she has a lot of spirit. A little meditation, the girl said is also very reasonable, business is really such a thing. Those poor people who used to see would not easily enter her shop. Even if they did, they were humble. They had never seen such a girl. They looked more temperament than the thousands of young ladies in the town. What they said was as reasonable as the teachers in the nearby school. In just two words, you can wake up the dreamer."What do you call a girl? You're not from town, are you? I'm the boss of Xiufang. If you are young, you can call me Aunt Chen or aunt Caixia. " Chen Caixia saw that the girl was unusual, and only through her words, she could feel that they had the same temperament, and they were both people who didn't like to follow the crowd.

Seeing that Chen Caixia no longer looks at herself, Shen Qing takes back her aura. Since others have no malice to themselves, there is no need for them to carry airs, and there is no airs to carry. With a smile, she revealed two shallow dimples and said to Chen Caixia, "I'm 13 years old. You are in your twenties. I'll call you sister Caixia."

Shen Qing has lived to 24 years old in her previous life. Her psychological age is only more than 24 years old. She can't call a person about her age auntie.