80s development history

In the end, Xin Andong was dragged by Tong Zhenghaosheng to invite him to play at Tong's house. He was busy knitting sweaters, so he didn't have time to play around with Tong Zhenghao. Tong Zhenghao forgot about other friends when he had Xin Andong. He didn't care if Xin Andong could play with him, he just held on Watching Xin Andong knitting a sweater is better than playing crazy with other friends outside.

"Dongzi, who knitted your sweater?" Tong Zhenghao asked suddenly.

Xin Andong replied, "My grandpa and grandma."

Tong Zhenghao showed his heartbeat, and leaned towards Xin Andong in a fawning manner, "Why don't you knit something for me?"

"Hehe." Xin Andong replied with two words.

Tong Zhenghao stared, "What do you mean by laughing, can you tell me something!"

"No." Xin Andong flatly refused.Just kidding, grandma is already very tired after knitting two sweaters, okay, he still wants to knit for Tong Zhenghao?He is so busy!

"Why?" Tong Zhenghao has nothing wrong with this person, but he is spoiled by his family. He has been a pampered young master since he was a child. He seems to think that everyone should agree to any request of him, especially for Xin Andong. "I'm so kind to you, I think about you for everything delicious and fun, and you, be stingy, you won't even knit me a sweater!"

He turned his back and sulked, the more he thought about it, the more pitiful he felt, Xin Andong was cruel, his brother seemed to be overwhelmed and had no sense of existence.

"Okay, don't chant the magic spell, I can knit it for you, but I don't have a sweater, so I can at most knit a scarf for you." Before Tong Zhenghao was dissatisfied, Xin Andong glanced at him and said, "Do you want love?" .”

Xin Andong refused to knit him a sweater. Tong Zhenghao's parents are abroad, and the clothes he wears are all trendy. There are dozens of sweaters made of pure cashmere. Each piece is made of good material and style. Xin Andong can't keep up. It's embarrassing.

The scarf is easy to knit. Choose a pattern, keep your fingers moving, and control the length. Xin Andong can knit it well with his eyes closed.

Naturally, Tong Zhenghao would not ask Xin Andong to buy the yarn for scarves. No one in his family knows how to knit sweaters, not even half a circle of wool balls, but it doesn't matter, he has dozens of high-end sweaters in the county. can be used.

Thinking about it this way, Tong Zhenghao, the prodigal son, went online and had a great time dismantling the sweater manually in his room.

When Jiang Xuanzong knocked on the door and came in, he saw a lot of wool. Tong Zhenghao sat cross-legged on the bed and kept pulling the wool out of a white sweater that was still hanging on the tag. He couldn't wind the wool into a circle, so the bed was full of Scattered hair.

Putting away his shocked gaze, Jiang Xuanzong frowned, and said holding back his anger, "What are you doing? You can donate your clothes if you don't want to wear them, and you can't just pull wool when you are in a bad mood. There are many children of your age in Qingshui County even You can’t even wear clothes, and you don’t know how to be blessed when you are in the blessing, and you wantonly waste hundreds of dollars worth of clothes, it seems that your uncle and aunt dote on you too much, and they have already made you lawless.”

Tong Zhenghao, who was driving and pulling wool, looked confused. He saw his cousin leaving with a cold face, and was afraid that he would go downstairs to complain to his grandfather, so he immediately dropped the half-torn sweater, jumped out of bed and grabbed him "Cousin, listen to me, I'm not ruining my usefulness!"

"What's the use?" Jiang Xuanzong looked at him quietly with a cold face.

Tong Zhenghao shook out anxiously like pouring beans, "Dongzi, Dongzi can knit sweaters, and our house has no wool, so I just want to tear up this sweater that I don't wear and ask Dongzi to knit a scarf for me. Although I don't wear sweaters , but the wool is still used, cousin, I really didn’t waste it!” He looked at his cousin seriously and almost swore.

"Really?" Jiang Xuanzong asked again.

"Really, really, you don't know that Dongzi is amazing. He can knit a long sweater by just poking it with a wooden stick. It's fast and beautiful. I originally asked him to knit me a sweater. He No, I just want to knit a scarf for me." Speaking of this, Tong Zhenghao curled his lips full of resentment.

Jiang Xuanzong never thought that Xin Andong, a young boy, could knit sweaters. Since Tong Zhenghao didn't waste the wool, he didn't ask any more questions.

When Xin Andong came the next day, Tong Zhenghao patted his chest and told him in fear that he was almost not sued by his cousin yesterday. When Xin Andong asked the reason, he looked at Tong Zhenghao like a fool.

Such an expensive cashmere sweater was disassembled and the wool was taken out. It was really a waste of money to burn it.

Originally, Xin Andong was going home with the wool today, but who knew that Tong Zhenghao had no other skills, and his skill at pestering people was top-notch, so he insisted that Xin Andong weave scarves at his house. The old man was very warm and invited him to stay for dinner. It was too easy to guess what the old and the young were thinking, so Xin Andong had no choice but to agree.

Mr. Tong and Tong Zhenghao took the initiative to take over the work of going to the market to buy vegetables. Xin Andong took the high-grade wool thread that Tong Zhenghao had pulled overnight and wound the scattered wool into balls, and then used the aluminum sweater that Tong Zhenghao had prepared. Needle sits in the small courtyard of Tong's house and knits a scarf for Tong Zhenghao.

The young man in the navy blue padded jacket lowered his head and moved his fingers nimbly through the needlework. The warm sunlight shone down on him, and his soft hair became golden. Jiang Xuanzong saw such a scene when he opened the door. I just felt a slight tremor.

Before he could feel it carefully, the young man raised his head when he heard the sound of the door opening. Seeing that it was him, surprise flashed in the young man's eyes, and his beautiful eyebrows immediately rose. He said in a crisp voice, "Brother Zong, are you back?"

The joyful soft voice made Jiang Xuanzong's ears go numb.

If it wasn't for the boy in front of him, if it wasn't for being too young, Jiang Xuanzong would probably have mistaken him without hesitation for the little daughter-in-law he married at some time, who was welcoming him home in a virtuous and obedient manner.

The trance and weird thoughts only formed and disappeared in a flash. Jiang Xuanzong smiled and shook his head and walked over. Under the clear eyes of the young man, he looked slightly embarrassed. He walked to him and paused, stroking his soft hair, "Welcome to come A guest at home."

After finishing speaking, he passed by Xin Andong and walked into the living room, leaving Xin Andong with a smile on his face, secretly curling the corners of his mouth.

At noon, Xin Andong showed off his skills and cooked a table of the Tong family's favorite dishes. Tong Xiaoyu was not at home on a business trip, only Mr. Tong, Jiang Xuanzong, Tong Zhenghao and him, the four of them ate a table of dishes.Every time only Xin Andong was there to eat a good meal, the Tong family drank tea contentedly after lunch, and Xin Andong continued the unfinished scarf under Tong Zhenghao's urging.

There are many ways to weave scarves. Xin Andong chose the simplest one for Tong Zhenghao for the sake of speed. The finished product looks loose and not dense but very elastic. One point, his hand speed is super fast, and he has already knitted more than half of it in the morning. Seeing that the scarf is about to be finished, Tong Zhenghao hastened to urge him.

Xin Andong got used to it and didn't find it annoying, but Jiang Xuanzong, who was drinking tea, looked displeased. He felt that Xin Andong's willingness to weave a scarf for his cousin was considered his kindness. He said softly, "Tong Zhenghao, have you written the letter that my aunt asked to write this month?"

Tong Zhenghao's parents are abroad, so they naturally miss their youngest son, so they asked him to write a letter and send it to him every month. Tong Zhenghao doesn't have enough time to play every day, so how can he have time to write letters? Every month is at the end of the month Just write a few words to confuse the job.Now that he was brought up by his cousin, Tong Zhenghao was surprised, he hadn't written this month's letter yet!

After dismissing the annoying cousin, Mr. Tong went back to the room, and only Xin Andong and Jiang Xuanzong were left in the living room.Originally, one knitting a scarf and the other drinking tea were fine, but where Jiang Xuanzong was, how could Xin Andong settle down to knitting a scarf? His whole body and mind were not on the woolen thread, and his needle hadn't moved for a long time.

Xin Andong wanted to find something to say, so Jiang Xuanzong spoke first, and asked him, "Is the bag of beef and mutton given a few days ago enough?"

The business of Xinjia Lobster Restaurant is much better than usual during Chinese New Year. Even the more expensive beef and mutton skewers are selling well. Originally, Xin Andong was worried about what to do when the beef and mutton ran out. Who knew Zong Ge specially called Uncle Zhao a few days ago Moved some to the store.

Xin Andong remembered that when he wanted to give the money that day, Uncle Zhao confiscated it. Now that Brother Zong is by his side, Xin Andong decided to tell Brother Zong about it, "There is enough beef and mutton, but Brother Zong, I haven't given you the money yet. What about you, do you see?"

Jiang Xuanzong didn't like young people talking about money with him so much. He looked at him calmly and said, "I also ask you to help me make another ten catties of beef jerky, and the remaining meat will be used as manual expenses."

"The ingredients for beef jerky are provided by you, and the seasoning is not worth a lot of money. The remaining tens of catties of beef and mutton are used as manual expenses. Brother Zong, please don't make fun of me. You always donate like this for free. I I'm really sorry to ask you for help in the future." Xin Andong said with a wry smile.

Jiang Xuanzong also knew that what he did was right. The amount of beef and mutton was not small, so he naturally didn't care about the money, but the Xin family didn't think that way. There is money coming and going, although the money is clean, but if you don't check it, you will leave something behind.

His eyes touched the white and clean semi-finished scarf on the young man's knee, Jiang Xuanzong smiled, and said in Xin Andong's dazed eyes, "I won't take your money, if you can, you can also weave a scarf for me."

Two rolls of wool are enough for a scarf, and the price is not too expensive. Jiang Xuanzong would be in a bad position to pay for beef and mutton, but Xin Andong knew that people like him disliked others' rebuttals, and they made it clear that they would not accept it. He had no choice but to say, "Okay, what color scarf does Brother Zong want?"

"You can figure it out." Jiang Xuanzong didn't have much research on these things, so he said casually.

He is tall and handsome. In fact, any color scarf looks good on him. Xin Andong had a plan in mind, but he didn't say it out loud. Knit another sweater for Brother Zong, but Xin Andong doesn't know his size.

Xin Andong nodded and said, "I've thought of several colors, but the scarf needs to be worn with the clothes to know if it's suitable. Can I have a look at Zong's usual clothes? I want to find a more versatile one. color."

There is no problem with the logic of his statement. Although Jiang Xuanzong felt that it was strange to open his wardrobe to a junior, Xin Andong was right. He had only worn black scarves before, and this time the boy might want to change it for him. color.

After thinking about it, he agreed, and personally took Xin Andong to his room to open the closet, "These are the clothes I often wear in winter."