80s development history

Brother Zong wears a wide variety of clothes, many of which are fashion styles from abroad, probably given by his uncles and aunts abroad, but Brother Zong usually wears only a few pieces, and he doesn’t know anything about other slightly out-of-the-ordinary clothes Wearing it, Xin Andong saw a lot of fashionable alpaca coats that could only be seen everywhere in later generations, pitifully crowded in the corner of the closet, even the tags were not removed.

Taking out just one piece from Brother Zong’s closet to repay the money can be worth the gross profit of Xin’s Lobster Restaurant for a month. This is no longer enough to describe being rich. This man who often wears a rustic Chinese tunic suit is definitely an invisible rich man. !

Xin Andong looked away calmly, and smiled at Shang Zong's questioning gaze, "Zong has so many clothes, but the color is too monotonous."

He didn't foolishly ask why Brother Zong didn't wear those expensive clothes, it was a ghost if he really asked. He is a country boy who can recognize foreign brand products, and no one will believe him if he is not weird.

Jiang Xuanzong didn't care too much about it. To him, the clothes are only neat and comfortable. The price is just a number in his eyes. When the boy's eyes passed those expensive clothes just now, his first thought was that if the boy's body shape and He is average, but he can give him the clothes he hasn't worn.

"I'm a big man, why do I wear such fancy clothes?" Jiang Xuanzong said indifferently.

After finishing speaking, he suddenly thought that the boy in front of him was cute. The two of them had a little debate on this issue in the hospital last time. Jiang Xuanzong lowered his head, and saw that the boy today was wearing a navy blue short padded jacket, which was pure A thin white sweater, his skin is already fair, wearing a white sweater looks even more radiant and fair, his small lips are light pink, his eyebrows are dark, and there is an unconcealable agility and beauty.

It's a little weird to describe a boy as beautiful, but I have to say that as soon as this word came to mind, Jiang Xuanzong immediately picked it up, and felt that it could be used to describe the young man in front of him.

Xin Andong, who has always been keen, didn't notice the deep meaning in the man's eyes. His main sight was on Jiang Xuanzong's tidy bookshelf with a lot of books.The last time he came to Brother Zong's room, he just glanced around and didn't pay close attention. This time, he saw several novels in original English in the right corner of the bookshelf on the second floor. He was slightly startled. Brother Zong still reads novels?Immediately after that, a fiery light glowed in his eyes when he saw the book.

Jiang Xuanzong, who had just withdrawn his eyes from the young man, happened to follow his line of sight and landed on the original English novels. The longing in the young man's eyes moved his heart, and he reached out and took one of them from the bookshelf, and asked, "Want to see?"

Xin Andong's eyes lit up, and he asked him, "Is that okay?" In his previous life, Xin Andong, who fed the whole family by himself, had no other hobbies, except for eating and reading novels. An omnivore.

Don’t talk about reading novels when I come here, I don’t have any extra-curricular books at home except for textbooks. I suddenly saw a few foreign novels today. Just English, anyway, he can understand.

He was confident that he could understand, but Jiang Xuanzong didn't believe him a little bit. He smiled and said, "This original English novel involves many new words that you junior high school students haven't learned. Even if I lend it to you, you won't be able to understand it." , if you really want to learn English, you can buy an English dictionary first and learn, and I will lend you this book after your vocabulary expands, what do you think?"

He said kindly, not only pointing out that he was not unwilling to lend it to him, but also pointing out a correct way to learn English, and promised to wait for his vocabulary to increase before borrowing books from him.

If Xin Andong was an ordinary child, he would have given up borrowing books with tears in his eyes and bought an English dictionary to learn English well under his implicit encouragement. However, he has been a human being in two lives. In his previous life, he had passed CET-[-] and spoken English. He has studied abroad, but at least he has no problem reading original novels, and he hasn't read novels for a long time, so he can't give up easily just this one.

You have to think of a trick, a gleam of light flashed in Xin Andong's eyes.

He first lowered his head in disappointment, and after a while, raised his blushing face. Under his long eyelashes, his watery eyes blinked and stared at Jiang Xuanzong, and his small hands grabbed his sleeve reluctantly. Brother Zong's face was slightly startled but he didn't show any disgust, so he continued to shake it aggressively.

Jiang Xuanzong froze, only to hear the young man looking at him earnestly, begging in a soft voice, "Brother Zong, you can lend it to me, I can compare it with the English dictionary, and I can find new words that I don't understand after looking them up in the dictionary." Strengthen memory, slowly learn more vocabulary, okay, please."

It was the first time that Xin Andong acted coquettishly, and he was almost disgusted by his trembling voice, but he really wanted to read novels, so he had to take advantage of his young age to show off his cuteness. He only hoped that Jiang Xuanzong would see him acting so hard For the sake of being soft-hearted.

Jiang Xuanzong really softened his heart. The handsome and lovely young man looked at him eagerly and wanted to read a book. He didn't think that the young man wanted this original English book that he couldn't fully understand. A good seed who loves to learn, even in foreign languages, has the spirit of thirst for knowledge. Such a studious and hardworking young man almost melted Jiang Xuanzong's heart.

He raised the other arm whose sleeve was not pulled, rubbed his soft hair under the expectant eyes of the boy, and said with a helpless smile, "Well, seeing that you like English so much, if I don't borrow the book It would make me look stingy to give it to you," he handed the book to Xin Andong, and told him with a serious face, "There is no shortcut to learning, you can only learn solid knowledge if you keep your feet on the ground, and now it's winter vacation, and your teacher is not at school. If you don’t understand something, you can come and ask me, although your brother Zong can’t speak English very well, but he can teach you more than enough.”

The corner of the man's mouth was slightly hooked, and he said vaguely proudly that people who can understand the original English in this era can indeed proudly show off their English proficiency.

Xin Andong: ...

His English level is obviously several grades higher than Jiang Xuanzong's, but he can't show off, he just took the original English novel from Jiang Xuanzong's hand excitedly, and then looked at Jiang Xuanzong pretending to be very happy, "Really? ? I have some vocabulary that I don’t understand. I can ask Brother Zong, that, will it bother Brother Zong?”

Such a studious and caring little guy Jiang Xuanzong really felt that no child could be more cute and well-behaved than Xin Andong, a feeling of pity emerged in his heart, he said softly, "Of course I won't bother you, and I won't bother you anytime. "

With Jiang Xuanzong's words, Xin Andong was as happy as if he had earned a hundred million.

How can he be unhappy, so that he can find a chance to meet Brother Zong at will!

Brother Zong promised Xin Andong that he could borrow the other one after finishing the book in his hand. Xin Andong didn't disturb his rest, and went downstairs with a smile on the corner of his mouth holding an original English book, but he waited for Xin Andong downstairs for a long time Tong Zhenghao was very depressed.

"Dongzi, what did you and my cousin do just now, I didn't see you when I went downstairs?" Tong Zhenghao asked unhappily.

Xin Andong waved the original novel in his hand, "Well, I went to visit Brother Zong's room, and he lent me a book."

"What book?"

"Anna Karenina."

"Cut, this one!"

Tong Zhenghao glanced at the book cover in boredom and didn't say anything more. Although he grew up abroad, he has been living with his parents in France. He can speak French quite fluently, but he stumbles in English. His English score in the final exam this time is not as good as Xin Andong's. .

Therefore, even though he wanted to complain and despise, but he was a scumbag in English and had no position at all.

"I won't stop you from looking at this thing, but you have to finish knitting my scarf. It's been cold these two days, and I don't even have a scarf around me. Do you have the heart to let me freeze?"

Tong Zhenghao didn't blush when he said this, his parents loved this baby the most, and spent a lot of money every month to send a lot of food and clothing from abroad, how could they forget to send him a scarf.

Xin Andong glanced at him sideways, and looked at Tong Zhenghao angrily, "Anyway, you have to knit the scarf for me as soon as possible, I want to wear it!"

To be honest, although Tong Zhenghao has a lot of clothes, most of them are bought in shopping malls. They are exquisite and beautiful, but they lack human touch. His mother used to be a rich lady, and she would not knit sweaters and trousers for her children after she got married. Although it is a bit embarrassing to say that , but Tong Zhenghao really liked the soiled sweaters and trousers worn by his schoolmates.

Dongzi is not happy to knit him a sweater, but a scarf is fine too. He will go out to show off when it is finished. It was knitted by his good brother!

Although Tong Zhenghao worked diligently and supervised the work all afternoon, Xin Andong was so tired that his waist ached and his back ached, but the scarf he had been thinking about day and night was still not woven. In the end, he could only wave goodbye to his little friend with a mournful face, feeling tired.

Grandpa and grandma each have a sweater, brother Zong has a sweater and a scarf, and Zhenghao has a scarf. a pair of gloves.After all, the amount of work is quite large.

Fortunately, selling tea eggs really made a fortune. Xin Andong went to the department store to buy a few balls of good quality but expensive wool.

Xin Wenfang saw that her youngest son brought back a few balls of wool, and when she first touched it, it was the kind of expensive one, and asked distressedly, "Why do you have to buy wool again? Your grandma is not tall and needs so much wool. How about you?" Let me show you how to weave, what kind of weaving method requires so much wool, the money used to buy wool is enough to go to the mall to buy a piece of cashmere."

The cashmere sweaters in the mall cost tens of dollars each, but in Xin Wenfang's opinion, that style is more generous and beautiful than hand-woven ones.

The sweater knitted for grandma naturally didn’t need so many balls of wool, and Xin Andong didn’t want to fool his mother, so he told Xin Wenfang that he was going to knit scarves and sweaters for Jiang Xuanzong and Tong Zhenghao, and mentioned that Brother Zong didn’t want beef and mutton. money.

Sure enough, when Xin Wenfang heard it, he raised his hands in favor, and wanted to pay Xin Andong, "It's right to weave for Secretary Jiang. I'm embarrassed to say that people do things for our family. Secretary Jiang really doesn't want us to pay back, but he must have a conscience." , Mom agrees with what you did this time, Dongzi, come on, mom will give you the money, this is our family's business, how can I ask you to pay for it alone."

Xin Andong smiled and refused, "Mom, I have money."

"It doesn't matter if you have money, no one can lose my old son." Xin Wenfang's attitude was very strong, and she insisted on accepting the money. When the store happened to be in business, she pushed Xin Andong to the back, "Take it and leave quickly. Don't disturb your mother's business."

Xin Andong shook his head helplessly holding a stack of money bills that were not too thin in his hand, but it was his heart to knit a sweater for Zong Ge, even if his mother gave him money, he would not accept it, he felt a little shy in his heart, um, accepted it It's not pure anymore.

Xin Wenfang didn't know what was wrong with her old son's heart. Before going to bed at night, she received the money note from her silly husband with a smile. She felt warm and was so moved that she was on the verge of tears. Old lady!"

It can only be said that the misunderstanding is really beautiful.