His parents must have a story.
Xu Jin was very sure.
Although they looked like an ordinary family, a very ordinary family of four. They ran a flower shop and worked hard. Usually, the couple would curl up on the sofa and watch movies. Sometimes, they would run to the balcony and fight. Occasionally, his father would deliberately provoke his mother …
But they did not say anything.
Jiang He was still squatting on the floor and fiddling with the small potted plants. Growing flowers was fun, but business came second. But in the eyes of Xu Qing, she and her daughter should switch positions. Xu Jin squatted on the floor and fiddled with the potted plants. Jiang He was lying on the sofa to watch the flowers.
"Are you having a parent-teacher meeting soon?"
"Soon."
"Your mother or me?" He asked.
"You go. My mother fell asleep listening to the teacher last time." Xu Jin was full of resentment. If Shi 'an had to choose, he would definitely prefer Jiang He to go …
"You can't blame me. I thought it was, it was …"
Jiang He scratched the back of her ear and gave up on quibbling. She did not want to go.
What was so good about it? It was just listening to the teacher recite scriptures.
If the son was disobedient, she would roll up her sleeves and beat him up. If the daughter was disobedient, she would roll up her sleeves and beat him up. There was no need to beat around the bush.
After putting the tidied up Jiang Miao next to the TV, Jiang He clapped her hands and took two steps back to check if it was placed properly. She could not be bothered with the father and daughter who were talking. She took out her phone, took a photo and sent it to Gong Ping. She recommended it to her and discussed which flowers were selling well online recently. Gong Ping was his partner in the online business.
The night was getting darker.
"She doesn't feel bad. She just wants freedom.
She doesn't care about my feelings. Oh ~ oh ~ "
Xu Shi 'an's singing came from the bathroom. The three people in the living room looked at each other with a strange expression. Xu Jin felt ashamed that he had such a stupid brother. He took a book and went back to his room.
"Did he get a shock?" Jiang He put down his phone and squeezed towards Xu Qing.
"Calm down. You can't understand the age of a chuunibyou."
Xu Qing took a sip of water to moisten his throat. "It's normal for boys to like singing."
Jiang He suddenly remembered. "I remember you used to sing in the old house."
"No, don't slander my innocence." Xu Qing's expression didn't change.
By the time Xu Shi 'an had changed into his pajamas and was drying his hair with a towel, Xu Qing suddenly realized that Xu Shi' an had grown up a lot.
Unknowingly, her voice had lost its childish tone.
"Little bastard, it'll be too late if you don't hit him now …" Xu Qing couldn't help but sigh.
Xu Shi 'an was stunned. She couldn't be talking about him, right? It couldn't be …
He should be talking about Xu Jin.
Yes, that must be it. He had not dyed his hair green, nor had he plucked out the flowers.
After he thought it through, Xu Shi 'an continued to hum softly and blow dry his hair with the hairdryer.
"Dad, my sister wants to watch a movie with me this weekend."
"Your sister?" Xu Qing stared at him.
"My … sister … ah no, Xiaoxiao, it's Xiaoxiao."
Xu Shi 'an almost fooled Xu Qing by thinking that he was the class teacher.
Xu Qing placed the golden membership card of the Supreme Cinema on the table. It was a special gift from the cinema.
He rushed over to take it but was stopped by Xu Qing. The father and son looked at each other for a moment.
"I promise I'll be the top 15 in class next time!"
Seeing that Xu Qing was still staring at him, Xu Shi 'an braced himself and said, "Xiaoxiao too, I promise."
The financial power was in someone else's hands, so he had to pay the price.
Xu Qing let go of him with satisfaction. "Xiaojin, are you coming with us?"
"She's not going. If she wants to go, let her come and ask for it …"
…
Sunday.
Xu Shi 'an was tidying his hair for a long time at home. Jiang He had already gone to the flower shop. Xu Qing and Xu Jin sat on the sofa and looked at him without saying a word.
This little brat liked to show off so much. He had to find a way to shave his head … Xu Qing pondered. It seemed that high school military training had such a requirement.
"Dad, where did my brother learn to be so thick-skinned?" Xu Jin asked after Xu Shi 'an went out.
"Self-taught."
Xu Qing said casually. He took out his phone and looked at the reminder message from the cinema. "Where do you want to go?"
"I don't want to go anywhere."
"You can't stay at home all the time. Go out more and relax when you need to."
The brother and sister were born in the same womb and grew up in the same environment. They had two completely different personalities. Xu Qing guessed that Xu Shi 'an would stay out all night and wander around with Xiaoxiao, while Xu Jin would stay at home every day …
"I'm not like Shi 'an. No boy wants to go out with me." Xu Jin was ready to go back to his room.
"Is it because you don't want to or because you don't want to?"
"Dad, what do you think?"
Xu Jin didn't care. If he didn't want to go out, then he didn't want to go out. There was no point in going out.
Xu Qing pondered for a while and stood up. "I can do it. I'm rich, free, handsome, and good at taking care of people. Let's go, I'll take you there."
"Dad …"
"Go get changed. Hurry up."
…
The sun was shining brightly on the weekend.
There were people walking along the streets. The ever-developing Jiangcheng was showing signs of catching up to Luoyang City. The flower shop's business had not fallen, and it was still quite popular on the weekends.
Jiang He gave a big bouquet of Sky Full Of Stars to the customers. He stretched. Seeing the smiles on their faces, he could not help but feel better.
He loved seeing them in love. Every bouquet of flowers was a blessing.
Negative emotions could be transmitted, but positive emotions could also be contagious … In this small shop, she had long forgotten that her hands used to hold swords.
Returning to the counter to take a sip of water from a thermos flask, someone came in. Jiang He was just about to get up when he saw Xu Wenbin.
"Dad."
"Your mom bought a few clothes for them, but they weren't there when I sent them over, so they should be here. Why are you alone?" Xu Wenbin placed the two bags aside and looked left and right, but he didn't see Xu Qing and the others.
"They went out for a walk." Jiang He waved his phone. He had just received a WeChat photo from Xu Qing.
The middle-aged Xu Qing did not look greasy at all. He was too lazy to dress up, so he casually wore casual clothes. He looked like an uncle next door. With a little makeup, he looked like he was in his thirties because of the figure maintained by practicing martial arts.
The father and daughter were dressed very seriously today. Black clothes and sunglasses, they seemed to be carved from the same mold. Of course, they looked like her, just in terms of temperament.
"Why did they buy clothes again? They still have a lot of clothes. They wear school uniforms to school."
"Your mom just can't stay idle … She said several times. I'll talk to her next time." Xu Wenbin patted the bags. He also felt that he bought too much.
Jiang He and Xu Qing did not like it when Zhou Suzhi bought too many clothes — it was secondary that her taste was out of date. The old lady always liked to shop on the street and buy whatever she saw when she saw something suitable. She was not picky about the stalls that sold clothes, and most of the time, the quality was not good. Once, the color of the pants she bought fell off, and the knees of the sister and the brother were black, which shocked them and Xu Jin.
It was hard to refuse the old lady's kindness … So the sister and the brother were allowed to wear as much as they wanted during the holidays.
Xu Wenbin delivered the clothes. He did not see his grandchildren, so he did not plan to stay.
"Is business good today?"
He asked casually and turned to look at the flower shop. In his opinion, Jiang He's flower shop was much more reliable than Xu Qing's.
"Not bad. There are many people on the weekend. There will be more people in the afternoon."
"Ask him to help you more, and he will run around." Xu Wenbin reprimanded Xu Qing for not understanding Jiang He and running out to play.
"Well, he usually comes here."
Jiang He responded with a smile. From the bottom of his heart, it was better for Xu Qing to take the child out to play. Lao Ai came here to make trouble. Another reason was that they had spent enough time together at night. During the day, they would occasionally stay together at the flower shop to rest. Usually, she would enjoy the fun of growing flowers and making floral art, while Xu Qing enjoyed the fun of being alone. When they finished work at night, they had a tacit understanding of each other's private space, and there was never a need to say anything.
The flower shop was not very busy in the morning. There were few pedestrians outside. Xu Wenbin walked to the door of the shop and turned around. Looking at Jiang He's increasingly mature face, he seemed to be in a trance from the past to the present.
"Are you … all right here?" he asked out of curiosity.
"Ah?" Jiang He was stunned. Holding the cup in his hand, he smiled and said, "It's okay."
"Compared … to that time?"
Xu Wenbin stood at the door. Behind him was the sunshine from the street, which reflected his old but still tall figure. In Jiang He's eyes, he gradually overlapped with the vague memory — if the boss shaved off his beard and put on a green shirt, he would probably look like this.
Jiang He narrowed his eyes and was silent for a long time. His eyes fell on the clear water in the cup.
"The difference is like heaven and earth."
Kaiyuan, the rich and prosperous era in the history books, was enough to be compared with the era recorded in the history books.
Xu Wenbin nodded and said nothing. He turned and went out.
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