Feast of Flowers: 47. He is my boyfriend

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At around three or four o'clock in the afternoon, when business was at its most deserted, Tan Yuan poked the needle in her hand, feeling sleepy again and again. She turned her head and glanced at the half-embroidered portrait of a lady. She couldn't help but sigh, Huahua's craftsmanship was really good. The ancestor gave her a meal. It was obvious that she had been exposed to embroidery since she was a child, but the things she embroidered could not compare to hers in terms of stitching skills or aura.

Putting down the needle, she stood up and stretched, ready to pour two cups of tea. I turned around and saw two elderly ladies walking into the store. She hurriedly stepped forward and said, "Welcome."

"You are the Flower Studio that has been on TV, right?" The old lady who spoke was full of energy, "Excuse me, can I order a red belt of longevity for you?"

"Red belt of long life and a hundred years old?" Tan Yuan was secretly confused. Their store only made fashionable belts that women liked. What did this customer mean by "red belt of long life?"

"Sorry..."

"Okay." Hua Jin stood up from the embroidery stand, rubbed her sour eyes, and walked up to the two old people, "Is the kind of belt you want to wear in your zodiac year?"

"Yes, that's it." The old lady nodded, "Next year is my old man's birth year. When I was watching TV recently, I found that he secretly pressed the rewind program several times, and your store happened to be in that program. After thinking about it, your store has nothing to do with our family. He has been looking at it for so long, so he must want something from your family. Girl, let me tell you, the belt must be made of bright red cloth, and no other colors are allowed. Want it."

When she was a child in the countryside, Hua Jin heard a legend that a red belt was given to an old man in his birth year in order to tie up his life and pray that he would live a long life and be free from illness and disaster. She remembered clearly that there was an old man in the village who received a gold belt from his son. He was very proud and happy. He stood by the laundry pond and boasted loudly all afternoon, which aroused the envy of many fellow villagers.

At that time, she squatted next to her grandma and told her seriously that she would study hard and buy her the most beautiful red belt after she was admitted to college. At that time, my grandmother was very happy and praised her as a good child who would definitely get into a good university.

"Girl, you look familiar to me?" The old lady was very happy to find that someone could understand her, but the more she looked at Hua Jin, the more she felt like she had seen her somewhere.

Her companion took a look at her: "This little girl has been interviewed by reporters, so of course she looks familiar."

"Is that so?" The old lady frowned, feeling something was wrong, but she couldn't tell what was wrong.

"Auntie, you and I did meet a few months ago." Hua Jin didn't expect that she only took the old man's order in the morning, and auntie came in the afternoon. In front of the old lady, she told her what happened a few months ago when the uncle and the aunt were walking her into a taxi next to the artificial lake.

"So it is." The old lady looked happy, "How have you been lately?"

"Very good, thank you for your concern." Hua Jin helped the two old people sit down on the sofa. She did not tell the aunt that the uncle secretly ordered a pair of embroidered shoes for her. Instead, based on the aunt's opinion, she The style and embroidery of the belt are finalized.

The old lady was very satisfied with the final plan. She sighed: "If I could be twenty or thirty years younger, I would make one for him myself. Unfortunately, time is not forgiving. Not only are my hands weak, but my eyes are also not good." ."

Hua Jin smiled and coaxed a few nice words, which made the old lady smile: "When I came out this time, I tricked him into traveling with friends and came here secretly. Don't you young people often say that you should have something in life... ...A sense of ritual? Yes, that’s the word. We elderly people can also prepare a surprise or something."

"I have had a stronger personality since I was young. He tolerated me for the rest of my life and bought me a red belt to make him happy. Let me tell you, men, no matter how old they are, sometimes behave like children. Just like children, they need to be coaxed and teased." The old lady smiled, "If men and women are together, if they want to live a happy and sweet life, no matter how hard and tiring life is, they still need to have the sense of ritual and sweet words. When the time comes, it cannot be less."

"You." The companion laughed loudly and said to Hua Jin, "Little girl, quickly write down her experience in controlling husbands. She has been with her husband for fifty years, and she has made the one at home... She is obedient and will never go west if she says she will go east. She is much older and she often shows her affection to us."

Hua Jin saw a sweet smile on the old lady's face. She nodded and pretended to be serious: "I remember."

"Don't teach your children randomly." The old lady patted the back of Hua Jin's hand, with a very kind smile on her face, "My child, this store is very good. If you have the opportunity in the future, Auntie will come to take care of your business again, don't... ..." There were her friends and another clerk in the store. The old lady couldn't say too much, so she just patted her back a few more times, "Be good, the road ahead is long, and there will be flowers all over the road. Don’t miss the colorful flowers.”

"Thank you, I'll take note of it." Looking at the old lady's gentle face, Hua Jin thought of her grandmother. At that time, my grandmother was already very ill. Lying on the wooden bed that creaked when she turned over, she held her hand tightly and said, "Jinwazi, you must study hard. Only by studying more can you be successful. Grandma There's nothing I can't let go of, I'm just worried about you..."

She remembered that she promised her grandma that she would study hard, go to college, and take her to the city to enjoy happiness.

But not long after, my grandmother died of illness. As a granddaughter, she could only wear a filial piety handkerchief and kneel at the end of the line of filial sons and grandsons. She was not even qualified to hold her photo and scatter soil, and her name was not on the tombstone.

After seeing off the old lady and her friends, Hua Jin felt a little depressed. Tan Yuan walked to her side worriedly, "Huahua, what's wrong with you?"

"I miss my grandma." Hua Jin tried to force out a smile, but failed. "Before she left, she asked me to study hard and get into a good university, but I let her down."

"That's not your fault." Tan Yuan reached out and hugged Hua Jin, "You have worked very hard to do your best. In the past few years, you were doing embroidery and staying up late to study on your own to get into college. I saw it all. ."

"It's different." Hua Jin shook her head. Ever since her family member died unexpectedly in her senior year of high school, and she lived in her uncle's house, her fate had changed.

On the day of the college entrance examination, her uncle's family locked her in the room and were unwilling to let her out no matter how much she begged or cried. Even if she said that it would not cost them a penny to get into college, they would not agree.

The uncle said: "What is the use of girls reading so many books?"

The eldest aunt said: "If your score in the college entrance examination is too good, if word gets out that we don't want you to go to college, wouldn't we let the whole village come to poke the back of our family?"

In order for them not to be poked in the back, and to prevent her from studying and getting married, her future was dispensable in their eyes.

Every time she thought of the day when she was locked in a room and couldn't do anything, she felt like a struggling monster, full of hatred. And the kind-hearted people she met along the way were like cages that locked her hatred back, allowing her to grasp the tail of fate little by little, struggling and unwilling to live.

"Come, have some sweet ice cream." Tan Yuan took out an ice cream from the refrigerator, "It's hot in the summer, the air conditioner is blowing, the ice cream is blowing, and I am as happy as a god."

The cold and sweet ice cream melted in the mouth. Hua Jin was so cold that she stuck out her tongue: "It's so cold."

"It's better to be cold." Tan Yuan saw that Hua Jin's mood returned to normal, "If you plan to keep these two orders today, you should do them with the newly hired colleague."

"I'll do these two myself today." Thinking of this interesting couple, Hua Jin's face showed a smile, "I had a relationship with them once."

"Okay." Tan Yuan had no objection, "But you have to pay attention to rest. Recently, my mother sometimes takes you to visit colleagues, and you also have to communicate with Mark. It's not easy in the store. Now there are more It’s a daily thing, and I’m worried that your body won’t be able to bear it.”

"What daily routine?" Hua Jin was slightly stunned. Is there any other work that needs to be done every day in the store?

"Let's fall in love with Mr. Pei." Tan Yuan blinked, "You are willing to let such a good-looking man stay alone in an empty room every day?"

Hua Jin “……”

"Honey, I think you are becoming more and more immoral now."

"I can't help it." Tan Yuan sighed, "I'm with you every day. It's bad to be close to Mo."

In the eyes of charity organization staff, Pei Yan is a generous but idle philanthropist. He donates a lot of money and charity packages to their organization every year, but he is not like other people who just leave the donation alone. He comes over in person almost every quarter to check the use process of his donations.

This behavior has been going on for six or seven years, and they are almost used to it. Everyone accompanied him to see the full payment process, thinking that he would refuse their dinner invitation as usual. When leaving in the car, Mr. Pei suddenly asked a strange question.

"Are there any charity projects here to support traditional art and culture?"

"Support for traditional art and culture?" The person in charge was slightly taken aback, and then explained, "Such projects exist, but they are not special long-term support. The state and government's annual investment in intangible cultural heritage is not small. , but the effect is not very good. Old craftsmen are getting older and older, and young people are not interested in these. Long-term development requires the efforts of the entire society, and our institution cannot do this."

"I understand." Pei Yan nodded, closed the donation process data chart, and thanked the person in charge, "Thank you."

"You're welcome. It's our turn to thank you on behalf of those out-of-school children in mountainous areas." The person in charge said this sincerely. Over the years, Mr. Pei's contribution to charity has been very huge. overhead.

Pei Yan was noncommittal. These were just small things to him. He just wanted to do what he wanted to do.

Leaving the gate of the charity, Pei Yan asked his assistant: "If I plan to set up a project to support traditional arts, how long will it take to make the preliminary preparations?"

Assistant: "If you have sufficient funds, you can make preliminary preparations in about three months to half a year."

Their boss is so different when it comes to love. Other rich men always give diamonds and sports cars. They are crazy about her, crazy about her, and bang against the wall for her. But his boss is different. When chatting with his girlfriend on WeChat, he blushes and panics from time to time. He is even willing to fall in love with the entire traditional art industry for her. This kind of love is great, noble, and admirable.

"Mr. Pei, do you need to discuss this matter with your partner?" If you are going to spend money on such a big thing, why should you tell your girlfriend to please her?

"Why do we need to discuss it with her?" Pei Yan looked at him puzzled, "I established this project because I saw the difficulty of traditional art. What does it have to do with her?"

The assistant smiled: "I understand."

The boss can catch the girl he likes all because of his pretty face.

No matter what the assistant thought, Pei Yan opened his phone, found Hua Jin's latest circle of friends, looked at it several times, and opened Yang Shao's WeChat ID chat box.

Pei: Have you seen the new post Hua Jin posted on Moments today? What do you think it means?

Following behind his father, Yang Shao was so busy that he finally sat down to rest and saw the news about Pei Yan. When he opened his WeChat Moments out of curiosity, he collapsed.

What does it mean? !

What else could this mean? It means forcing him to show off his affection!

Why didn't he know that Brother Pei was so boring and capable of such childish things?

He gritted his teeth and clicked on the chat box, crackling a reply to Pei Yan.

Dongdong: I think the flower embroiderer seems very happy. She probably likes the roses you sent her, and she is secretly showing off that she has found a good boyfriend.

Yang Shao lay weakly on his desk and was forcefully stuffed with a mouthful of dog food. He even said with a smile that the dog food was delicious. Life was simply more miserable than coptis.

Don’t men who are not handsome enough have no human rights?

Seeing Yang Shao's reply, Pei Yan's lips curled up, and he knew that the woman was very satisfied with him. She said it was troublesome to send so many flowers, but she must have liked them very much.

"Xiao Guo, the flowers you want to send tomorrow should be ordered from the same store today."

Assistant: "Okay, Mr. Pei."

When the boss asked him to order flowers last night, he didn't mention that they would be delivered tomorrow.

After Hua Jin and Tan Yuan finished eating ice cream, they started embroidery work again. But today may be the day destined to meet old friends again. Not long after Hua Jin picked up the needle to embroider, another person she knew came to her.

Stepping into this shop again, Zhou Dong made mental preparations for a long time. The moment he saw the brocades quietly embroidering with their heads down beside the embroidery frame, he regretted it.

Maybe he shouldn't show up here and break her tranquility. Why she disappeared, why she didn't take the college entrance examination, and why she never contacted any classmates in the class were no longer that important.

He stopped and turned around to walk out.

"Zhou Dong?"

Zhou Dong was startled. He turned around and looked into Hua Jin's eyes. Hua Jin's eyes were very calm, as if these years had passed so peacefully, and he was just an accidental passer-by in her life.

The moment Hua Jin called out his name, he didn't know what kind of mood he was feeling. He seemed a little excited and a little relieved. The knot that had been lingering in his heart for many years seemed to be untied for the most part at once.

"I..." Zhou Dong stood at the door at a loss, "I'm sorry."

Putting down the needle, Hua Jin stood up and said to Tan Yuan: "Tangyuan, I'll go out for a while."

"Okay, okay." Tan Yuan nodded and said, "I'm watching the store, don't worry."

Hua Jin picked up her bag, walked to Zhou Dong and said, "Please follow me."

Zhou Dong followed Hua Jin dully and came to sit down at a nearby casual drinking bar. Hua Jin handed Zhou Dong the drink order: "I'm sorry about what happened a few times ago."

"It's okay, it's okay." Zhou Dong waved his hands repeatedly and said with a smile, "You are doing well now, actually quite well." There were too many rumors about her at that time, but every rumor was so bad. He was very lucky that Hua Jin was luckier than she was rumored to be.

Facing the little girl he had a crush on, Zhou Dong was a little helpless. When Hua Jin was in high school, she didn’t have much friendship with Zhou Dong, so the two of them sat together, seven or eight years apart, and actually Don't know where to start.

After ordering drinks, Hua Jin asked: "How are you, classmates, these years?"

Zhou Dong nodded and shook his head: "Some are good, some are not so smooth." He did not ask Hua Jin why she pretended not to know him before, but casually mentioned the current situation of some classmates.

Some of these names were blurred in Hua Jin's memory, but she did not interrupt Zhou Dong until her cell phone rang.

"You missed me so soon?" Hua Jin had a smile on his face, and his whole person became alive.

Zhou Dong looked at her like this and lowered his head.

"Who misses you? I'm worried that if you don't eat well at night, my girlfriend will starve and lose weight." Pei Yan coughed dryly, "So I decided to take you to dinner later."

"Okay." Hua Jin chuckled, "Then come and pick me up later."

"I'm not in the store now." Hua Jin reported the address of this casual drinking bar to Pei Yan, "You come here to pick me up, I'm chatting with an old classmate."

"Old classmate?" Pei Yan frowned slightly. Hua Jin had told him that he had never been to college and didn't want to mention the past. Now he suddenly told him that he was having a drink with an old classmate. Could it be that What's the surprise?

"Don't move around there. I'll be right over. If you need anything, call me." Pei Yan covered the call hole with his hand, "Drive faster."

"Okay, Mr. Pei." The driver saw something wrong with Pei Yan's face and immediately increased his speed.

Hua Jin looked at her phone in confusion. Why did Pei Yan's tone sound like she had been kidnapped? After hanging up the phone, Hua Jin smiled apologetically at Zhou Dong: "I'm sorry."

"It's okay." Zhou Dong took a sip of tea and said, "The person on the phone is..."

"He is my boyfriend." Hua Jin smiled so hard that her eyebrows arched.

Looking at Hua Jin’s bright smile, Zhou Dong remembered the thin little girl with a ponytail and her watery eyes, which made him panic.

"It's good, it's good." He lowered his head and took another sip of tea. The tea was bitter and unbearable.

"Well, I also think he is very good." Hua Jin turned her head and looked out the window, with a smile on her eyes and brows.