80s development history

From dawn to dusk, Xin Andong finally knit Zongge’s sweater and scarf a few years ago. He found a clean plastic bag and wrapped it in a clean plastic bag, and sent it to Tong’s house together with Zhenghao’s gloves. Well, he couldn’t wait for Tong Zhenghao’s scarf. As soon as he finished weaving, he hurriedly took it away.

The Tong family happened to be all there, and Tong Xiaoyu, who rarely met, saw Xin Andong hugging and kissing happily. Compared with the annoying stinky brother, she preferred the soft and obedient Dongzi who mainly cooks delicious food!

"Ah! I haven't seen Dongzi for a long time, and she has grown so tall!" Tong Xiaoyu, who was wearing a police uniform, compared Bixin Andong's height with his hands and said, pulling him to sit on the sofa.

Height has always been a flaw for Xin Andong. When he first came here, the short man was his nightmare, a dark history that he could not bear to look back on. During this period of time, the family conditions have improved, and Xin Wenfang is willing to buy fish and meat eggs for the children to replenish their bodies. It looks like a small sapling that has been fertilized is growing upwards. He measured it yesterday and it was almost 1.7 meters.

Tong Xiaoyu's words touched his heart, but Xin Andong was so beautiful, grinning with small white teeth, his eyebrows and eyes crooked, and he said sweetly, "I haven't seen you for a while, sister Xiaoyu looks better the longer she grows, than in the movie pictorials." The heroine is even more beautiful."

"Oh, cousin, look at this kid's sweet mouth!" Xin Andong's ecstasy soup made Tong Xiaoyu happy, just at this time Jiang Xuanzong came downstairs handsomely in a brown fur-collared leather jacket.

He doesn't go to work today, and he can't wear old-fashioned Chinese tunic suits at home. Mr. Tong would say, so he chose this warm one from the many expensive coats in his closet, but he didn't know that a young boy was about to be taken by him. I was dizzy all over.

Tong Xiaoyu hugged the embarrassed Xin Andong and waved to Jiang Xuanzong, "Come on, come on, Dongzi, you should praise your cousin more, seeing his serious black face every day, I want to eat less than half a bowl of rice, you should praise him more, so that you can let me go!" I'm having a better day, too."

Brother Zong must have heard the flattering words just now, Xin Andong met his smiling eyes, his face was a little embarrassed, Tong Xiaoyu was still urging, "Quickly praise cousin, he is in a bad mood recently, so he needs someone like you!" Little sweetheart is warm and warm."

'Little sweetheart' Xin Andong's eyes widened and he almost choked on his saliva.

Sister Xiao Yu's words were not shocking, and she continued to die endlessly, and the careful thoughts that had hidden Xin Andong so tightly never exploded.He didn't dare to look at Brother Zong, and stood there pretending to be silly and sweet.

Tong Xiaoyu didn't have a clue, and Jiang Xuanzong was stunned when he said it, and suddenly his face turned red, but he reacted quickly, and quickly reprimanded, "What nonsense are you talking about, what do you look like!"

Jiang Xuanzong sat opposite Xin Andong, his eyes fell on his snow-white face, thinking of the feeling of trembling in the heart just now was very weird, it seemed to have happened before, Jiang Xuanzong couldn't figure out the reason, but instinctively wanted to end this topic .

"What's wrong with me?" Mingming was kind enough to tease her cousin to relieve her cousin's recent irritability, but Tong Xiaoyu thought she didn't do anything, why was she being scolded for being thankless?

Looking down at the well-behaved child, Tong Xiaoyu couldn't understand it. Doesn't my cousin like Dongzi very much? When he talked about the child with his grandfather, his eyes were full of smiles, and he even praised him several times.

"Cousin, don't be so serious and scare Dongzi. If people are not happy to come to our house in the future, and you don't eat delicious food, you will be punished by the whole family!" Tong Xiaoyu saw Mr. Tong come out, and grabbed Xin Andong's shoulders , with a smug smile, said confidently.

Mr. Tong is also a foodie, and Xin Andong was conquered by showing his hands casually. Now the old man has nothing to do except accompany his old friends fishing and drinking tea every day. It made his popularity a lot higher, and now his old friends are all polite when they see him.

In addition to beef jerky, there is also a dish of drunken chicken, which is the old man's favorite. Now, old man Tong likes the kid from the Xin family. When he heard his granddaughter's words, he immediately fought against the enemy and aimed at Jiang Xuanzong.

"That's right, Xuanzong, the whole family welcomes Dongzi to our house as a guest. You can't scare my little guest. If you don't eat drunk chicken in the future, I will ask you! Well, today I will punish you to only eat white rice !"

As the head of the Tong family, what Old Master Tong said was very authoritative, and Tong Xiaoyu immediately covered his mouth and snickered.

Jiang Xuanzong, who was jointly teased by his cousin and grandfather, just caught his eyes on the corner of the young man's mouth secretly pursed. He was amused and annoyed. He glanced at the old man and said helplessly, "Grandpa."

"You can't call me grandpa," Old Master Tong coughed on purpose, and asked Xin Andong, "Dongzi, tell me, do you want to forgive your Brother Zong?"

"Grandpa Tong," Xin Andong who was named raised his head, glanced at Jiang Xuanzong with embarrassing eyes, and said, "Brother Zong didn't scare me. If you want to eat drunk chicken, I will do it today, as long as you don't punish Brother Zong." That's it."

Jiang Xuanzong was ironed by his words, and a torrent called shyness ran through his heart inexplicably. How could a child like me so much? For the first time, the cold-faced secretary thought shamelessly that he might have attracted children some kind of characteristic.

Xin Andong also felt as sweet as a piece of sugar melted in his heart. How should I put it, although he didn't expect to win Brother Zong, but he couldn't help but want to be special to his sweetheart Xin Andong.

God assist Tong Xiaoyu bluffed again, and said teasingly, "Oh, cousin, look, how good your little sweetheart is, there are a lot of adults who are reluctant to let you be punished!"

"Tong Xiaoyu." Jiang Xuanzong pretended to be indifferent, and gave Tong Xiaoyu a warning look.

Tong Xiaoyu rolled her eyes at him, what, I can't take a joke.

Grandpa Tong smiled cheerfully, "Okay! Since Dongzi said so, Grandpa Tong will spare your elder brother Zong for a while today, and next time he treats you badly, you tell me, and I will punish him!"

"Hey, Dongzi, what are you carrying in your hand?" Tong Xiaoyu saw the plastic bag that Xin Andong put on the sofa next to her. Although she was curious, she would not open it rudely, so she asked curiously, "Is it delicious?"

Xin Andong made stewed pork once before and brought it to Tong's family, and it was brought in a plastic bag. Tong Xiaoyu thought it was his food again this time, and almost drooled when he looked at it.

Don't try to eat, okay? Sister Xiaoyu, Xin Andong has black hair. Seeing everyone looking at him, he had no choice but to take out the sweater that was going to be handed over to Brother Zong alone. It is smoky gray, with a section of dark blue in the middle, and black from the elbows down to the hem. This is a contrasting color sweater, which has a Han Fan feel, which is almost absent in this era.

"It's the sweater I knit for Brother Zong. It's already knitted. I'm using it for Brother Zong to try on today. If it doesn't fit, I'll take it back and change it."

He looked at Jiang Xuanzong with the sweater in his hand, and smiled shyly.

As early as the moment he took out the sweater, Jiang Xuanzong was stunned. This sweater is very good-looking and indescribably fashionable. He has never seen this style of sweater. It is a bit novel to put the three colors together, but I have to say Very eye-catching.

It's just, isn't it the promised scarf, how did it become a sweater?

Tong Xiaoyu opened her mouth wide, her eyes fell on this sweater, which was even more beautiful than the foreign counters, and she couldn't move away. She asked in disbelief, "Sweater? Dongzi, did you knit it?"

"Well, brother Zong helped a lot last time. Our family didn't know how to thank him, so I knit a sweater and scarf for brother Zong. I hope brother Zong won't dislike you."

"What does he dislike?" Tong Xiaoyu said sourly about such a beautiful sweater, "Dongzi, why do you only remember your cousin and not your sister Xiaoyu? You are not afraid of his black face." Seeing Xin Andong pursed his lips and smiled Shaking her head, she looked at Jiang Xuanzong and said, "Cousin, you also said that Dongzi is not your little sweetheart. Look at how kind Dongzi treats you. I think it's not bad to be a little daughter-in-law."

The sweater is really beautiful. Tong Xiaoyu shamelessly admitted that his heart was moved. With Dongzi's craftsmanship, if he could knit a women's one for himself, oh my god, it would be so beautiful to her!

But Tong Xiaoyu just thought about it. After all, everyone knows that her cousin has helped his family a lot. Dongzi must be grateful to her cousin. She is really embarrassed to speak formally. Who told her that she only eats Dongzi's cooking and never expresses it? what.

It seems that we have to treat Dongzi better in the future. This child has a good heart, and the kindness of dripping water should be repaid by the spring, and it is worthy of friendship.

"Sister Xiaoyu." Xin Andong, who was choked on the word "little daughter-in-law" again, blushed and did not dare to raise his head, he was afraid that he would not be able to hold back and show an expression of joy and beauty.

Tong Xiaoyu laughed maliciously, "Oh, Dongzi is still shy, hahaha."

It was purely a joke, and Mr. Tong at the side also found it funny.

With such a wide grin and such a high-pitched voice, who would dare to marry her in the future? Jiang Xuanzong never knew that his cousin's laughter was so annoying, and he had the urge to tear a piece of tape to seal her.

"Sister, what are you laughing at? It's so weird!" Tong Zhenghao rushed into the living room, and told the truth that Jiang Xuanzong had endured for a long time, ignoring Tong Xiaoyu's unhappy face, his eyes lit up when he saw Xin Andong, Gao Said, "Dongzi, you are here!"

"Did you say that about your sister?" Tong Xiaoyu patted him angrily, and seeing that he was covered in water, he asked, "What did you do, your sleeves and trousers are soaked, did you fish in the river? "

Everyone saw that most of Tong Zhenghao's clothes were wet, and he looked like he was fishing.

His sister had big palms and hit people hard. Tong Zhenghao was in pain from her beating. He clutched his shoulders and said in a stern voice, "You're the only fish! I wash scarves!" Scarves are hard to wash, especially white ones. Impatient with dirt, he regretted knitting a white scarf without washing it after changing several basins of water.

"Wash the scarf? Don't you always throw it away after wearing it? You still know how to wash it when the sun comes out in the west?" Tong Xiaoyu was at a loss.

When he was abroad, he had a nanny, but when he returned to China, Tong Zhenghao couldn't make a turn, so he just threw it away.

"How can other scarves compare to that one? That one was woven by my good brother Dongzi, right?" Tong Zhenghao squinted at Jiang Xuanzong, thinking that his cousin didn't have one. Embarrassed but happy, he said, "Hey, why did you come to my house today? You came to play with me. I don't have time right now. What are you carrying?"

Xin Andong saw that Tong Zhenghao had attracted everyone's attention, so he put the sweater back into the bag, and was about to answer when asked by Tong Zhenghao.

Tong Xiaoyu came to her senses at this moment, her heart was bubbling with sourness, she grabbed Xin Andong's shoulders and shook, "Okay, Dongzi, even Zhenghao forgot your sister Xiaoyu and went to the west of the river, right?"

Xin Andong who was accused was also unlucky. He only thought of knitting a sweater for Brother Zong before, just like you are going to give a surprise gift to your sweetheart, will you also send gifts to his family by the way?It's not that he has already entered the room, if he really rushes to knit sweaters for Tong Xiaoyu and Mr. Tong, people should think that he has some dirty thoughts and plans.

Jiang Xuanzong felt that his cousin was impolite. He had never heard of someone asking for something. Moreover, the child was sitting awkwardly. He felt uncomfortable when he saw it. He glanced at Tong Xiaoyu and said coldly, "Don't hurt him just or seriously."

"Yo, is this going to protect you?" Tong Xiaoyu let go of her hand and raised an eyebrow at Jiang Xuanzong.

Xin Andong rubbed his sore shoulders and said with a wry smile, "I beg Miss Xiaoyu to raise your hand, and I will knit for you next time!"

Tong Xiaoyu knew that it was a bit too much just now, as if she was really asking for something from someone else's child, but the sweater was really greedy, so she said embarrassedly, "Thank you, sister will invite you to Wanran City for Western food next time."

Tong Zhenghao had already taken out the sweater in the bag, he touched it strangely, his face was flushed with joy and excitement, "Dongzi, this sweater is for me?"

"Go and wash your scarf." Jiang Xuanzong, who had seen Tong Zhenghao's little black hand touching his new sweater, couldn't sit still. He stood up pretending to be calm, and then walked to Tong Zhenghao. Vaguely took the sweater away.

Seeing his cousin take the sweater upstairs, Tong Zhenghao became anxious and said angrily, "Hey! Why did my cousin take the sweater away? Why should he snatch the one Dongzi knitted for me?"

Tong Xiaoyu is also narrow-minded. Seeing that his younger brother, who thinks things belong to him but is not himself, seems to be more pitiful than the one she doesn't have, he smiled unkindly, "Of course he has to take what his little wife wove for him."

Xin Andong was helpless: Sister Xiaoyu, can we stop causing trouble? Although you are a god assist, you are also a good hand at adding fuel to the fire.

Seeing the children making noise, Mr. Tong felt that it was better than the deserted home before. He even smiled and shouted to his grandson's back, "Xuanzong, try it on and come downstairs to show us the effect later."

I don't know if Jiang Xuanzong heard it, but the pace of leaving has accelerated a lot. Xin Andong was actually quite nervous. If the size of the sweater was wrong, this surprise would be an embarrassment.

"What, Dongzi, you knitted it for my cousin?!" Tong Zhenghao, the vinegar barrel boy, exploded with grievance, "Why are you so biased, you just give me a torn scarf, and you knit a sweater for my cousin, you call it differential treatment , you broke my heart!"

Torn scarf?Xin Andong took a deep breath, thinking that he was in Tong's house and didn't care about this heartless person, so he just gave him another bag.

"What are you doing?" Tong Zhenghao pouted.

Xin Andong felt that Tong Zhenghao was like his son, he was jealous and flirtatious all day long, but he was really impatient to coax him, so he gave him an angry look, "I knit gloves for you."

Fortunately, he had the foresight to prepare this pair, otherwise Xin Andong would not dare to think that Tong Zhenghao would have to play petty temper with him until the year of the monkey.

He has the disease of a princess, but he has the disease of a prince, as if he hasn't grown up!

"Hmph! It's almost the same!" Tong Zhenghao's eyes lit up first, and after taking it, he paused, and then asked worriedly, "Is there any cousin?"

Xin Andong: "...No."