Ye Ye Zhiqiu

Early the next morning, Tong Qiu still went to see Tong Zhi off. When he took a taxi to the airport, Tong Zhi was about to enter the terminal.

"Brother!" She ran a few steps in front of him, Han Ye'an looked at him, but did not step forward a few steps behind.

Tong Zhi caught the younger sister who rushed over, and smiled: "I knew you would come."

Mama Tong rolled her eyes: "Why bother?"

"I'm just angry, can't I?" Tong Qiu stood up and replied to her, then turned to Tong Zhi: "This time there will definitely be a big fire!"

"Okay, I accept your good words!"

He actually noticed a black figure not far away. The figure looked familiar, but he couldn't remember where he saw it.

"Okay," Tong's father urged, "it's almost time, let's go in quickly."

Watching Tong Zhi enter the terminal, the three turned around.

"Uncle and aunt." Han Ye'an approached and greeted Tong's father and mother.

"Xiao An," Tong Ma recognized her, "please take care of this girl."

"It's okay." Han Ye'an was a little cautious. The person opposite was both familiar and unfamiliar, and many memories rushed into her heart at once, which made her a little overwhelmed.

"Xiao An? Have we met somewhere?" Tong's father saw her for the first time, but he always felt a sense of déjà vu.

Han Ye'an was shocked.

"Have you met? Did you admit your mistake, Dad?" Tong Qiu went to hold Han Ye'an's hand, letting her walk side by side with him.

"I probably haven't seen it before." Han Ye'an suppressed the panic in his heart, tried his best to keep calm, and replied.

"Oh...that may be my memory is wrong." Tong's father turned to his daughter, "Then you two make arrangements for yourself today, and your mother and I have to go to work." He instructed: "You should also pay attention to safety when you go out to play by yourself."

"Okay!" Tong Qiu agreed.

On the way back, Father Tong frowned and thought.

"What's wrong?" Tong Ma asked.

"I don't think I've seen that girl somewhere, but I can't remember it." That face was not familiar, what was familiar was the indifferent demeanor, and the feeling of deja vu but not being able to remember made him a little uncomfortable.

"He said he hadn't seen it, why are you still struggling, even if he has seen it, he is still a stranger, and he has nothing to do with you." Tong Ma responded to her husband while holding the steering wheel.

"It's also..." Tong's father thought about it again, but he couldn't think of it and gave up.

Han Ye'an was still in shock along the way, Tong's father's intuition was still so accurate, Han Ye'an could hide it from everyone for Tong Qiu when she was a child, but she couldn't hide it from Tong's father. Unexpectedly, after ten years, he still almost overturned the car.

"What are you thinking about?" Seeing her absent-minded look, Tong Qiu asked.

"Nothing." Han Ye'an pursed her lips, "What do you want to do today?"

While talking, the two entered the subway station. Tong Qiu stayed in front of the ticket vending machine for a while before deciding: "It's better not to go out. I finally finished the exam and I want to stay at home for a whole day."

"Then go back."

"it is good."

When the old lady was about to open the door when she got home, Tong Qiu trotted up to help her, "Where is grandma going?"

The old lady was supported by her, "Go buy some beans and make pastries."

"I'll go with you!" Tong Qiu became excited.

"Okay." The old lady agreed.Han Ye'an wanted to follow, but she didn't let her go, so she and Tong Qiu went out.

There is a small market not far from Qiushui Street, with some daily necessities stores, hardware stores, and grocery stores.

Tong Qiu took the old lady's hand and shuttled among a group of old people, stopping from time to time to listen to her greet and exchange pleasantries with some neighbors.

"Old Zhang, your son hasn't come back yet?"

The old man called Lao Zhang snorted, "My son is doing well, he is earning a lot of money outside!"

"Hey, earning so much money that you don't even care about your father, you're really promising."

"How much better are you than me, aren't you just a widowed old woman?"

"Heh, who said that I am a widowed old woman, and my two granddaughters, do you have any?"

Feeling the fighting power of the old lady Carry, Tong Qiu was dumbfounded the whole time.

"...Grandma, that grandpa?"

"Don't pay attention to him," the old lady patted her hand, "the old man and old lady here, there is no one who is good, just the old man, who always likes to say some sarcastic things behind his back. These years have made our family less Yao, I look back at him and get angry." Qiushui Street is a place where fish and dragons are mixed, and if the younger generation still breaks out, most of the old people who still live here have lived here since the middle of the last century. You are not a good bird when you are young, and you are not very kind when you are old.

"Oh." Tong Qiu blankly replied.In her memory, Grandma Han has always been kind and kind, and she is kind to everyone. This is the first time she feels that she belongs to the side of Qiushui Street. It has to be said that she is a little shocked.

"Scared?" The old lady asked with a smile.

"No, I just feel that you are different from usual." Tong Qiu answered truthfully.She also saw the scolding scene just now when she was a child. The cow grandma at the east end of the village scolded the grandmother Liu at the west end of the village for not stepping on her soybeans. They would quarrel every few days.

"That's good." The old lady sighed with relief, "Qiu Shui Street, it's such a place, Xiao An also grew up here, and she has more or less a bit of gangster air on her, she is sometimes fierce, are you afraid? "

Tong Qiu smiled, "I haven't seen her get aggressive, she never gets aggressive with me." When we first met Han Ye'an, she should have been super aggressive, but she was night blind and didn't watch.

"That's good. She hasn't talked much since she was a child, and she looks cold-tempered, but in fact she is very warm-hearted. She is willing to spend time and effort on the things she cares about."

"Well, I know." For Han Ye'an's good, she felt that she really had a say.

The old lady took her into the grocery store, took a bag of red beans, and said while choosing: "I know she has always cared about it. If her parents hadn't passed away a long time ago, she should be in college now, with others. Like a child."

"I don't think there's anything wrong with not going to college. She is better than many people." Tong Qiu said this from the bottom of her heart, but she couldn't say it to Han Ye'an.She could see the burden on Han Ye'an's body and her pressure. To her, such words were not considered a compliment, but like a knife to open a scar.

When the old lady heard her words, she felt warm in her heart, "You are also a good boy." She handed the bag to the boss, and continued: "Xiao An doesn't talk fancy words, and being nice to others is more about doing things in real ways." , I am always worried that she will miss something because of this."

Tong Qiu didn't understand what it meant, "Huh?"

The old lady knew her granddaughter's shortcomings. Han Ye'an had seeds of inferiority in her heart. She was worried that the seeds would grow bigger and bigger. Then the two sisters would be far away from recognizing each other. If Tong Qiu and her friendship did not last At that time, wouldn't her little An have to suffer again?

"Xiao Qiu," she held Tong Qiu's hand, saying earnestly: "Xiao An has no friends since she was a child, and you are different from others to her, do you understand what I mean?"

"I..." She understood the words, the old lady wanted her to stay with Han Ye'an all the time, which was her wish.But for some reason, this tone made her a little uncomfortable, and her heart was panicked.

The old lady stopped talking about this topic, "You always say that my red bean cake is delicious, do you want to learn?"

The topic suddenly changed, and Tong Qiu didn't realize it for a moment, "Ah...oh, good!"

Back in the small courtyard, Tong Qiu ran around behind the old lady, taking notes with his mobile phone from time to time.

"Why do you suddenly want to learn this?" Han Ye'an stopped her and asked.

"I'm free, I'm fine today anyway." Tong Qiu said, picked up the dishes on the table and went into the kitchen.In fact, she herself doesn't know why she is suddenly so serious about this matter, as if driven by a sense of mission, she feels that she must light up this skill today.

Seeing that she was really interested, Han Ye'an didn't stop her.

At the same time, Country Z, Y·C Magazine.

"You don't understand at all, I don't want such an artist, I want a youthful look, do you understand the youthful look? That kind of clean and warm temperament! Not the traffic that I don't lack at all!" Jennifer, the editor-in-chief, threw a stack of photos on the On the desk in front of her, the assistant opposite her visibly flinched.

"Sorry, I'm going to find..."

Walking into the tea room with a tired face, Xiaotang felt that he was already numb. He was scolded countless times every day, and he was really numb.

"Hey, Tommy, what's the matter?" asked the blond colleague as he walked in to pick up his coffee.

"How old is Jennifer? I think she's going through menopause. It's scary. I've looked for all male artists who meet her requirements, but she doesn't like any of them. What else do I need?"

"Her menopause began when she took the position of editor-in-chief at the age of 24. Don't think too much, you are not the first person to suffer from this kind of torture."

"Oh, god—" Xiaotang wailed in despair.

"Is it the cover of the February issue?" a colleague asked.

"No, the artist for the cover has already been found. It's a Chinese actor. It's very popular recently. What I'm worried about is the inside page, which lacks an Asian face. Jennifer has always been dissatisfied...but it's just an inside page. I don't understand why she is so harsh."

"She's been like this all the time." The colleague comforted him, "If you can't help it, take a break first, you can check Weibo, maybe you will meet that MrRight all of a sudden."

"Okay," Xiaotang smiled at his colleague, "Thank you for your comfort."

"You're welcome."

After seeing the beautiful woman out of the tea room, Xiaotang took out his mobile phone and opened Weibo. As Jennifer's assistant, it is a basic quality to see all directions and listen to all directions. Therefore, he has accounts in almost every large social networking site in every country.It's because of work needs. Of course, it can also be used to relieve the mood when the editor-in-chief is depressed.

"Youth feeling and youth feeling... Oh, what I want is youth feeling... Do you understand what youth feeling is..." He babbled on what his boss said, and he only dared to send it out like this complain.

Suddenly, a group of photos came into view, it was a teenager sitting outside a cafe.

"Do you understand what is... youthful feeling. Oh, youthful feeling..."

office.

"Get in touch." Jennifer looked at the boy on the screen, rarely angry.

"Okay." Xiaotang received the order and was ready to turn around happily.

"Wait." He was stopped when he was halfway out, and he was 1 unwilling, but he could only stop and turn around: "Is there anything else?"

Jennifer looked at the photo in front of her: "By the way, please contact this photographer."

"Ok."

The author has something to say: It’s already 01:30 after coding, and the last 3 characters are almost written with eyes closed... Friends, if you see any typos, help catch bugs, I will correct them at noon.Meme ^[-] ^