Double Bracelets

End of term, end of April, Saturday noon that became inexplicably hot.Jiang Xijie came from the other side of the street, holding two popsicles in her hand - bought for Wang Jiyue.It stands to reason that both of them came here to get a good deal. Jiang Xijie was deeply loved by her sociology teacher, Professor Ge Xuepu, the founder of Hudong Commune, so she had to come here to experience the concept of social work on the ground, and she could also contribute to the final thesis. To prepare, of course, it is indispensable to be a social worker.Wang Jiyue was interested in herself, and suddenly wanted to teach like an addiction, so she took a ride with Jiang Xijie to Hudong Commune to teach workers—she said that teaching children and adults is naturally different, for her With her degree and professional ability, she must constantly update her practice.

The other students saw Jiang Xijie running back quickly and nodded and smiled at her.After all, after she came here, she could do everything, from giving lectures to doing ghostwriting in the morning, cleaning at noon, and showing movies at night, there was nothing she didn't do.A few weeks later, someone actually came to write a letter to Ms. Jiang last time. The reason was that the teacher in the hometown praised the handwriting for the good-looking handwriting, which was quite face-saving.Occasionally, it is inconvenient for some classmates to go home, so there is no need to worry, the Jiang family's car will take you back.

Jiang Xijie seems to get rid of everyone's stereotype of "the daughter of a noble family who is arrogant and arrogant", and has become a good girl who is approachable and quick.This made Wang Jiyue feel a little surprised. In her eyes, Jiang Xijie is good, but she is definitely not a person who is kind to everyone.She was originally a piece of rough jade, never so round and gentle.At noon at this moment, Wang Jiyue was cleaning up in the classroom after eating.In fact, the classroom {23} is clean, there is nothing to clean, but she just likes to tidy up.

"Here, here." Jiang Xijie walked in and handed her a popsicle.Seeing that Miss Jiang San, who had done everything herself, was sweating, she wanted to take out a handkerchief and wipe it off for her. "Why are you running in such a hurry, the popsicle won't melt today." She didn't look at Jiang Xijie's expression, if she did, she would definitely see a pair of eyes that first widened and then dodged and lowered.They are about the same height, and Jiang Xijie is slightly taller than her by about two centimeters.Standing at this moment, Jiang Xijie was afraid that she would see the emotion in her eyes, and she suddenly became nervous, eager to find something to say.

But the more anxious you are, the more you will be at a loss for words.Fortunately, Wang Jiyue wiped it and it was over. Turning around, putting away the handkerchief and sitting down, she said to her, "I heard that at noon today, the maid surnamed Liu came again." "Yes, I wrote a letter again. It’s because I didn’t finish what I wrote last time.” Wang Jiyue chuckled, “I think you’ve come to ask for your calligraphy.” “I don’t have calligraphy. Don’t listen to their nonsense.”

It's funny to think about it.When this woman surnamed Liu came last time, Jiang Xijie just communicated with her for a long time.She is a female worker with a strange accent from somewhere in the south of the Yangtze River.I only found out that this female worker was a maid in an Indian family after being arrested as an interpreter, and she was able to speak pidgin English with a strange Indian accent {24}, and she looked so good to Jiang Xijie. The well-dressed and well-dressed female college student felt inferior again, and became even more nervous, so she talked incoherently, using all kinds of language but couldn't express clearly.Jiang Xijie really didn't understand, so she just caught a passing classmate and asked them to help arrest Wang Jiyue as an interpreter.Thanks to the translator, Wang Jiyue also comforted this person. Seeing that Jiang Xijie was so easy to get along with, the maid named Liu gradually let go of her nervousness, and the two of them were able to communicate freely when they came and went.She took the letter written by Jiang Xijie and sent it back, and the teacher of the little nephew at home saw it, and praised the good handwriting so much that he even asked the little nephew to learn how to write it.The maid surnamed Liu was very happy. Her family gained face in the countryside and she went around telling people about it. Gradually, many people came to Jiang Xijie to write for her.Professor Ge Xuepu is a foreigner who doesn't know calligraphy, but after learning about this, he actually joked about Jiang Xijie, saying that you will do the writing for a long time in the future, and we don't need anyone else in the Shanghai East Commune, "so as not to smash the signboard after changing people!" {25}

Jiang Xijie was even more dumbfounded by this, she also wanted to do something else, she didn't want to sit there all morning and wait for someone to write a letter, she is not a poor scholar!When it comes to writing, Wang Jiyue's writing is also very good. "You can also write for me, don't always be me. I also want to do something else." "He is coming to see you, how can I impersonate you. Besides, if someone finds out that it's not you, say something Just say a few words, I can't bear that idleness." Wang Jiyue said so, but she really didn't feel the need to replace Jiang Xijie.She asked Jiang Xijie who she learned this beautiful handwriting from.Jiang Xijie said it was the old man. "Grandfather taught our four children to write since childhood. He taught the eldest brother, the second brother, and Xi Jun to be Yanti, so he wanted me to learn from Zhao Mengfu. But that's okay, I like Zhao Mengfu very much."

Words are like people.When Wang Jiyue looked at Jiang Xijie's handwriting, she usually saw pen characters, and most of them were in English. After seeing her calligraphy, she completely believed in this sentence: Jiang Xijie's handwriting is grand and chic, while Zhao Mengfu's shape is Her Jiang Xijie's strength of character is just like her heart, she doesn't stick to the world at all.On the contrary, my own handwriting was influenced by the best gentleman in Mudu Town I found when I was a child. The regular script in willow style is so straight and straight as the most standard copybook, which is almost exactly the same as Liu Gongquan's authentic handwriting.

Exactly the same, with absolutely no part of her own.

"By the way, is Mrs. Jiang okay?" "Grandpa's illness has been cured. Everything has recovered. Every day, Uncle Hu and Old Wangtou make elbows for him. I also said that he always eats so greasy and be careful." Stomach is not good again. Who knows he told me that it is not good to eat greasy food. Sigh, "

As I was talking, someone suddenly came in and said, Jiang Xijie, your driver is waiting for you downstairs and said he has something to call for you.Jiang Xijie licked the remaining popsicle stick, nodded and went downstairs.Wang Jiyue leaned on the window sill and looked out, just in time to meet Jiang's driver, the driver greeted her with a smile, and she responded with a smile.

"What's the matter?" Jiang Xijie walked over quickly, there was not much time for lunch break, so maybe there was something else in the afternoon.She still wanted to hurry back and chat with Wang Jiyue for a while, "Go back to Miss San, it's the second young master's letter!" "Second brother! Second brother is coming back?" Jiang Xijie's eyes flashed with joy for a moment, "Yes, second young master from The telegram sent back from the United States said that he and the young master of the Wang family will return from the United States in August. Let the family not worry. Then, "" "What is it?" Said to wait for him to go home before making a decision. Miss San, I will pick you up as soon as you finish today."

Jiang Xijie couldn't ask carefully.So he asked the driver to find a place for himself to rest and pick her up in the afternoon.Then she went back upstairs and happily told Wang Jiyue, "Hao Peng and the second elder brother are coming back." "Oh? When? Ah?" Wang Jiyue was very happy to hear this, and all the corners of her eyes and eyebrows burst into laughter. Jiang Xijie looked at it I was in a daze for a while, and when I realized it, I felt that I had lost my composure, "It's about August..."

"I see that you've been in a daze from time to time, are you exhausted?" Wang Jiyue didn't suspect him, but was only worried that Jiang Xijie was exhausted from doing odd jobs on the set. "It's okay...I'm pretty good. I can do this, and it's good to learn." "You, you", Wang Jiyue patted her on the shoulder, "I always like to be brave."

According to the past, Jiang Xijie will naturally rise up.But now it is now, she just stood against the wall with her arms folded, shaking her head with a wry smile.The facial expression is naturally pampering, but even if the bitter gourd is scrambled with eggs, it is still bitter gourd and bitter.

When I got home at night, "Grandpa! I'm back!" I heard the old man vaguely agree in the restaurant, "I heard today that the second brother will come back in August. But there is one thing that I didn't tell me in detail, saying that the occasion is inconvenient. What's the matter?" She handed the bag to Mama Zhao, and walked into the restaurant—well, this table is meat.The butler, Hu Kai, was mixing drinks for his grandfather, and this butler had also stayed abroad with him.Jiang Xijie looked at the table, and there were either elbows or beef on the table, and wanted to pick something lighter to eat, so the only thing left was tofu mixed with shallots.

"Of course it's inconvenient to talk to you on the street..." Jiang Jinyan took a sip of wine and said with a serious face, "Your uncle didn't discuss it with anyone, he didn't discuss it with your aunt, he ran when he knew Xi Ze was coming back Proposed marriage with the Fu family." Jiang Xijie was taking a sip of the beef soup, her eyes widened in shock, she could not swallow it or not, "Huh?!" She naturally expected that her uncle would definitely want her second brother to marry Fu Yuanying, The aunt would not be unhappy, she didn't expect it to be so fast.She naturally hopes that the two lovers will eventually get married, but these days the affairs in the national government and the affairs among the major warlords are messy, not to mention Nanjing, Shanghai is full of gossip, it seems that the two Jiang brothers have different political views Everyone who stayed in Nanjing and fled to Guangzhou seems to be well known.In other words, it seems inappropriate to do such a thing now.It's like knowing that the gun hits the first bird, but still wants to be the first.But after all, isn't it just two childhood sweethearts getting married? "This... is actually quite good."

"There's nothing wrong with it." Jiang Jinyan said lightly, picked up the cigarette at hand and lit it, took a deep puff and then let out a long puff, "I asked, and the Fu family was very happy. They are very willing." Jiang Xijie He was happy in his heart, but he didn't show any expression on his face because his grandfather was not very happy. He just ate silently, "That's good."

"Oh... anyway, children and grandchildren have their own blessings. Let him go." "Grandpa... don't you like it?"

Jiang Jinyan looked at Jiang Xijie with deep resentment in his eyes, and said for a long time: "Grandpa is not unhappy about this marriage. Your second brother also likes that girl from the Fu family, and I think it's quite good. I won't arrange the marriage of my children and grandchildren. It's up to you. All my life, I have been doing diplomacy and dealing with all kinds of politicians. I have read all kinds of doctrines, methods, obedience and inconsistency, and meddling. I have done all my calculations today, and I think it is perfect , Tomorrow, it may be lost all of a sudden. In the final analysis, there are too many things to do for others. It is a good thing, but it may be ruined for a lifetime."

The old man stubbed out the cigarette, and suddenly looked at Jiang Xijie with a smile on his face, "But my little Xijie, you can't do it." "Eh?" People are just a drop in the ocean, they don’t have that much ability.”

The author has something to say:

{23} While in China, Du Niang did not find relevant old photos of the Hudong Commune, so the architectural layout and so on are all deduction, not fidelity.

{24}I'm also thinking about what a horrible accent it is hahahahaha

{25} It is not known whether Professor Ge Xuepu can speak Chinese.

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