Guilty Records

The dead branches in the garden were covered with ice and snow, which fell down when the wind blew. Although someone cleaned it every day, but? There was always a thin layer of snow on the ground due to too much wind and snow, and the feet were wet and slippery. Tang Zhibai took Louis on his arm carefully One step at a time, people walk through the snow and leave a series of footprints.

A snowflake fell to Tang Zhibai's eyebrows, and the coldness made him shiver.

He sighed: "How big is the snow this year? I haven't seen such a big snow in more than ten years, but as the saying goes, auspicious snow heralds a good year, and the coming year will be happy and healthy."

"Pay attention to walking." Louis reminded him lightly, with a hint of reproach in his dark eyes.

Tang Zhibai responded and concentrated on walking.

In the first few days when it snowed, Tang Zhibai often took Ximo to play in the garden. The two of them had fun playing on the swings and pinching a little snowman. Tang Zhibai was not as good as his three-year-old son. He always slipped and fell while playing and playing. He didn't feel it at the time, but when he went back to bed at night and changed his clothes, Louis found that his body was bruised and purple, which looked scary.

Louis was very angry that day.

Tang Zhibai looked steady, but sometimes he was confused, especially when he was at?'s house. There were no taboos. Louis strictly forbade him to go to the garden when it snowed. Even if he went out, he told the bodyguards to pay attention to him before he fell.

Holding these warm hands, Tang Zhibai said: "It's snowing so much this year. Last time I saw some children in Musheng Street who were barefoot and had no shoes. They still had frostbite on their feet. Let's distribute more charcoal and clothes. ? Give it to the Clinton people so they can have a good holiday.”

Louis nodded and told him, "Neil has already gone to do it."

Although this year's economic downturn?, many families still want to have a lively New Year. No matter how chaotic the world is, winning a tough battle and returning children from expeditions are all things worth celebrating.

Everyone cleared the snow in front of the door one after another, and hung up elk horns, rattles and star lights. Tang Zhibai also saw that many people on the side of the road used ropes to drag the newly cut big trees home for decoration.

The streets that have been quiet for a long time are finally full of smoke and smoke? It has a familiar appearance of the bustling London in the past.

Covent Garden, the busiest market in the lower three districts, is hung with lights and festoons. The golden light outside the glass window spreads to the top of the glazed roof, dotted with stars and red ball lights, and the elk and Christmas trees in the middle of the street are covered with candies and Small snowflakes with ribbons, fiery trees and silver flowers are exquisitely shining, and a circle of children surrounds the tree, staring at the big tree enviously with big eyes. They have never seen such a beautiful Christmas tree.

Many young people dressed as Santa Claus are distributing small gifts to children. There are card music boxes or crystal balls in the red socks. The band is playing cheerful Christmas songs on the street. The children are lining up and laughing. Bend, ice and snow fall down and cross|Come with the holy voice, there are also many nuns holding Bibles? Distributing gifts?.

How lively is this market? It’s unbelievable. Children’s laughter can be heard, and the temperature is much warmer than outside due to the crowds. The residents haven’t been this happy for a long time.

Tang Zhibai knew that it was the handwriting of the Anru family when he saw those busy and familiar figures. He said with relief: "It's so lively! Is this your arrangement for Louis? You really have a heart, you are a qualified leader for Clinton? "

Louis only flatly praised Neil, "Neil did a good job."

But Tang Zhibai could see that he was very satisfied today, he smiled and said, "I didn't expect that now? Even people from Financial Street come here to purchase. It seems that the business in the upper three districts is deserted and depressed. Now? Kevin Special Gardens has also become the largest market in London."

As they talked, the two wandered along the street. Tang Zhibai was full of energy. He couldn't help but stop when he saw exquisite small gifts at the stalls along the street. He picked up the small bell and said with a smile: "I'm going to send this to Al, where is he? The place where the guns are flying in Scotland is too unstable. I haven’t heard from him for a month. He must not have a good holiday. I have to send a lot of gifts? To him.”

"There are small beads on this Christmas circle. If they fall on the ground, Xi Mo will always play with them. It's not good for children to eat them by mistake."

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Even twisting a music box, he laughed for a long time.

Haven't walked in yet? I bought several big bags here and there, such as crystal balls with flying snowflakes, red and green decorations, etc. After paying the money, the bodyguard hugged me behind me. Tang Zhibai was in charge of everything at home. Louis just gently held his hand and agreed. Fortunately, the villa is very big, and there are still many places to decorate.

At the entrance of the store, there are several square meters of mince pies and cakes on the shelves. The pies are still steaming. They look sweet and soft. Someone is handing them out for free, so everyone is queuing up to receive them and standing next to them A very familiar person.

Tang Zhibai came up to say hello, and Tang Zhibai laughed out loud, "Mr. Jialie, are you coming out to volunteer today?" He was completely amused by Jialie's funny look with red bells all over his head.

"It's Mr. Anru and Mr. Tang!" The crowd exclaimed.

Jia Lie scratched his head, and smiled generously: "Yes, we are all lonely and have no family and wife. Today is a holiday and we have nothing to do. Brothers will come out to have fun together. In the evening, we still have an appointment? If you don't get drunk or return, you and Would you like to try this eggnog, Monsieur Anjou?"

He was in charge of distributing the eggnog. The light milky aroma mixed with the rum in the cup was delicious. Tang Zhibai drank a glass, and in the end, even Louis took a few sips.

The residents of Clinton District are very familiar with Louis. One is that his appearance is completely different from that of the natives? Celtic? People or Anglo-Saxons? significantly.

Along the way, many young girls winked at Louis shyly. The old man sitting on the flower bed greeted them, seeing them buying Christmas items, and some even gave them free items.They were all politely rejected by Louis. He is not a talkative person, so Tang Zhibai was always there to chat.

These simple residents adore Louis Anjou very much. The former Lower Third District was barren, barren and poor. The criminal dens described in the newspapers are not exaggerated at all. Fights and deaths occur here every day. After the influx of refugees, it is more like a stinking People go to the garbage dump every day? Worry about the lack of food, and there are not many people who starve to death? A few.

It was the arrival of the Anjou family who brought them a good life.

Although the Anjou family was born in a mafia gang, they never exploited the interests of the residents like the traditional gangsters, and did all kinds of bad things. The Anjou family has its own set of strict management methods, and a large number of industrial The factory provides jobs and salaries, residents can eat bread as long as they are not lazy, and the elements of restlessness are eliminated. Now the Lower Third District has taken on a completely new look.

This used to be a dump that the rich would never set foot in, and now many rich people have started to come here to purchase transactions.

It can be said that every inch of land developed here has the shadow of the Anjou family. As a young leader, he has both talents and can return to charity to the residents. How could the residents not like such a person? Louis Anjou is He is the dream lover of those adolescent girls, he satisfies all the perfect definitions of lovers for girls.

The residents were too enthusiastic, and Tang Zhibai was tired from dealing with too much. Louis took him into a glass shop, and melodious jazz music rang in his ears. I found out that I entered a flower shop.

The florist is a beautiful woman who is doing the shopping. It is Christmas time. There are few bouquets in the store. There are pine branches and cypress trees everywhere, Christmas items. She wears an apron and sits with her daughter on the table to wrap the branches and leaves. The daughter is very young. She is very proficient in using scissors, and can cut out colored paper shapes in a few seconds. When she heard the sound, the woman stood up to greet customers.

"You are? Mr. Anru..." The woman was quite pleasantly surprised, "My God! I didn't expect? I'm lucky enough to see you today!"

She hurriedly put away the messy branches and leaves on the table, but? There were too many things and she couldn't clean them up. She was a little embarrassed, "Sorry, I'm too busy today and it's a bit messy."

"It's okay." Louis looked around and said politely, "Do you have any roses? I want red ones."

The woman quickly said, "There are some, but some are few."

"Wrap it all up."

She went there with a smile on her face? The warehouse is sorting out the roses, and it is a very proud thing to be able to do things for Mr. Anjou.

Tang Zhibai was stunned for a moment, and said puzzledly: "Louis, pine, cypress and red fruit should be used for Christmas. You see, that lady didn't put any flowers today."

Louis looked down at him, and whispered, "This is for you." Hearing this, Tang Zhibai blushed, and the two held hands tightly.

I don't know when he started to develop the habit, no matter what festival Louis will give him a bunch of red roses.

He saw his wife's little daughter looking at them eagerly. The little skirt matched the drooping brown hair and the watery eyes were cute. She was helping her mother with scissors in her hand. Tang Zhibai felt soft-hearted and hurried Stepping up to pick up the colored paper ribbon she built, the elk shape was skillfully made on the ribbon.

So he asked softly, "Did you do all of this?"

The little girl was very good, she nodded without saying a word, and kept looking at him.

It is estimated that there are very few Asians in this area. She has never seen an Asian, so it is very strange.

The decorations were exquisitely made, Tang Zhibai smiled and touched the girl's head, "So cute." He handed her the candies he bought just now.

"Thank you." The little girl took the candy politely, held it in her hands like a treasure, and slowly opened it, reluctantly holding it in her mouth, her little face bulging like a little hamster.

Tang Zhibai liked children very much, and couldn't help touching her head more.

Turning around and complaining to Louis, "She is really like a little angel, this child is not much older than Simo, you can look at her? She can help the family with business, alas, Simo is mischievous all day long, it's time Let him learn the art."

Louis had no choice but to say, "Bai, it's you who pampered him all the time, that's why he only learned to act like a baby in your arms to get profit. Look at the kids on the street selling newspapers and cigarettes who are only a few years older than him, it doesn't matter how old he is. feed yourself."

Tang Zhibai is a typical Chinese parent. He complains on his own, but he can't listen to it? He immediately dissatisfied with other people's words: "He is only three years old. How can he be so young compared to those seven or eight-year-old children on the street?" , although he is naughty? But? He is very sensible, but he is more dependent on his family, because you are too strict with him, he is afraid of you."

Contrary to him, Louis agrees with the Western theory of strict fathers, so that the children raised in this way will not be weak. "When he reaches the age of school, he will be sent to Morris to study after school."

Tang Zhibai didn't refute anymore, although he thought it was hard work, but in this world, it's always good for Xi Mo to have more skills by himself, and Mr. Morris is very knowledgeable and capable, as a father, he can't worry about his children for the rest of his life.

The woman put the wrapped roses into Tang Zhibai's hands. Dozens of red roses were as red as a blazing sun, full of fragrance and fragrance. The woman wrapped them so delicately and carefully. Tang Zhibai was holding the flowers, his little face was almost buried by the roses. He was a little shy as he turned his head to look at the crowd passing by outside the window.

"Louis, are we really going to buy roses for Christmas today?" The main concern is walking out with such a bouquet of flowers? It is estimated that everyone on the street will look at him, he is thin-skinned.

Louis raised his eyebrows, "Then buy these too." He pointed to a pine and cypress and a pile of red fruits and green leaves on the ground.

The woman happily went to pack and pack, and the Christmas trees here would be delivered home.

She adores Louis very much, even his husband works in the family. When paying the money, no matter how much she persuades her, she refuses to ask for money. She said: Today, having such a guest here is the best Christmas God has given her. The gift is gone, how can I return it to the benefactor? You can ask for money.

Roses in winter are difficult to cultivate, especially with such a good appearance. The residents are not living well. In the end, Tang Zhibai secretly gave a hundred pounds to the little girl.

It is particularly eye-catching on the street with roses in their hands. This is the valentine's flower. Everyone stops to watch and talk about it, especially when it is next to Louis who is surrounded by thousands of lights.

Walking out of Covent Garden, Tang Zhibai buried his head close to the flowers, and slowed down his pace, trying to stay away from Louis, but Louis has been paying attention to him. At this moment, he turned his head amusedly, and found that Tang Zhibai was shyly standing there Stepped.

Everything in the world is rendered white under the wind and snow. In the world, only the roses and the cloak are bright red. Even the shy pacing person is set off by the heavy snow? Pale, people's cheeks are blush, and they can't tell Is it the roses or the shyness? The years are ruthless, but the people in front of me are always the same.

No matter how the world changes in the future, Louis will never forget the scene in front of him until he was an octogenarian.

The author has something to say: Thanks to the little angel who irrigates the nutrient solution: 3 bottles of prayer;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!