Double Bracelets

After going on and on like this, Jiang Xijie finally started classes in the Chinese and Western Girls' School obediently.It stands to reason that she should live on campus.But the Jiang family considered it relatively safe to let her go home now.After all, something happened in Jiangxi on the day she went to school, and Jiang Tongmin also went back to Nanjing immediately, and I heard that he went to Guangzhou soon, so it was very chaotic.In order to protect safety, Jiang Xijie only sits in her black Buick with pride and embarrassment at the door every day.

Of course, the embarrassment is only for a while.Later, they didn't live in school anyway, so they simply sent Wang Jiyue home together every day.Wang Jiyue was unwilling to do this.After Jiang Xijie came to the school, where there were many women, there were more gossips, and some people naturally began to talk about who Jiang Xijie was.God knows where they all learned about the background of the Jiang family, and the discussion about her, Wang Jiyue, revived and even became rampant.Jiyue passed the fountain in the center of the school that day, and caught a glimpse of a few girls looking at her curiously and contemptuously.It is a burden to have good hearing at the moment, "Isn't that Wang Jiyue?" "Yes, she is a big celebrity now." "When is she not a celebrity, good grades, the principal and teacher like it very much "Recently she and that newcomer Jiang, Jiang," "Jiang Xijie?" "Yes, Jiang Xijie, they are very close. They pester her every day, and they walk together after school, and they all sit on Jiang Xijie. The family's car." "It's really Wang Shaoxun's daughter. The whole family is good at it."

For Jiang Xijie, it was just a convenience.I always take a rickshaw, what if it rains another day?Anyway, I don't live far away.Just drop her off on Lafayette Road, and you can go home just around the corner.Anyway, no one uses a car except her family now.Or there is a little selfishness, that is, sometimes she likes to look at Wang Jiyue.

Although Jiang Xijie has a face that is disastrous to the country and the people, and was spoiled by her two older brothers since she was a child, she always has a masculine character, and follows her brothers to ride horses. At that time, she must play the role of the well-dressed young man to be satisfied.She naturally also likes to dress up, like beautiful clothes, but she prefers to take the lead when others are nervous and afraid, and act as a hero. In her mind full of new cultural thinking, she is a woman in the new era, self-reliant and self-reliant, and everything must be done. Just be on your own.

So she got used to being the boss, and sometimes she couldn't help but feel that the girls around her were weak and needed her to take care of them, even she would find it annoying to take care of them.But Wang Jiyue was not.She could clearly feel that Wang Jiyue was consciously resisting her own care, and sometimes even resisted being with her, as long as she could not appear to want something from her, she would never do so.But sometimes she would act in the opposite direction. She didn't resist the two of them studying together all day, and she didn't resist going to dinner together. Could it be because they were absolutely equal at such times?

Sometimes Wang Jiyue is gentle and gentle to her, and her face is really quiet and beautiful like a hazy autumn moon; sometimes she is lukewarm and resistant to herself, and it is really like the cold moon in the middle of the night, and the person under the moonlight is cold all over .However, no matter how cloudy or sunny it is, Wang Jiyue is born with a classic and gentle beauty, no matter how she expresses herself, Xiaojiabiyu is beautiful and moving, so beautiful that Jiang Xijie is fascinated unconsciously.

Sometimes she felt that she couldn't understand Wang Jiyue, this woman surpassed those people she had known, so she was curious.

"Ah, Jiyue, you are back." This time it was the third aunt who was looking at her with a glass of drunkenness at the door, "Hello, third aunt." It was rare for the third aunt not to go out to play mahjong. She lacked entertainment. Although she was happy to be at leisure, Wang Jiyue was in more trouble, "Is that Miss Jiang's car? You are really friendly." "Third aunt was joking. They are just ordinary classmates." It was almost autumn, and Wang Jiyue left After entering the restaurant to drink hot tea, it started to rain again.Holding the hot tea in her hand, the image of Jiang Xijie covering her with the blanket prepared by her driver just now came to her mind again.At this time, the third aunt was at the door and said that Wang Shaoxun married her to curry favor with more people at the mahjong table.

"Maybe when the master comes back in two days, he can buy a car for the eldest lady with just a word. If we want to add a hairpin to ourselves, we have to earn it on the table..."

She remembered just now, when Jiang Xijie saw herself holding her arms, she turned around and took a blanket to cover her.Only then did she realize that even though Jiang Xijie seemed careless on weekdays, when she covered her with a blanket, she was as careful as a hair.I didn't greet the weather, nor did I catch a cold and sneeze, it was just Jiang Xijie's sharp eyes, and she just cared about herself.

That night, after the family finished eating, Wang Jiyue had just got off the table and was about to go back to her room to read more than half of "Jane Eyre". As soon as she put her hand on the smooth wooden handrail of the stairs, she heard the harsh sound of brakes outside the door.

"Jiyue! Jiyue! I'm back!" It was Wang Shaoxun who shouted.Surprised, Wang Jiyue walked out of the gate in a daze. Seeing Wang Shaoxun's satisfied smile and unconcealable fatigue, she guessed that the previous matters had been settled, and she didn't have to travel between Nanjing and Wuhan. "Oh, master, you are back!" The third aunt ran out like a gust of wind, but what she saw was the father and daughter of the Wang family embracing each other intimately, and what was even more annoying was that the second young master Wang Haopeng was getting off the brand-new car behind. , that brand new Ford, and the words that come out of my husband's mouth,

"Dad." "Oh, you have worked hard to take care of the house during the time when Dad is not at home. How are you doing? Are you okay?" Wang Jiyue came without saying anything, and her father's greetings immediately made her sneezed Only then did Wang Shaoxun drag her into the house.Although the servants didn't know that Wang Shaoxun was coming back, but they were quick and quick, and immediately set up a table of hot meals for the master.Catching up with joy, Wang Shaoxun called his son, and the father and son drank warm rice wine while gobbling.

"Jiyue, this stinky boy, this time it can be regarded as his wish. When he arrived in Nanjing, he met some dignitaries from the General Staff Headquarters. Hearing that he likes telecommunications and those things, he also studied them very well. He was about to go to the second hall immediately. Hahahahahaha! Really my son!" Looking at her brother, Wang Jiyue found a proud smile on his face for the first time, but because her father couldn't ask him face to face, she could only reply, "That's really good. "Wang Shaoxun smiled and took a sip of his wine, blushing a little after drinking too quickly, "By the way, I also heard that you are in the same class as the third lady of the Jiang family now? Call, call," "Jiang Xijie."

In the Jiang family's bungalow not a few miles away, Second Miss Jiang sneezed in a way that didn't fit the image of a lady. It was the sixth time she had sneezed since returning home.The housekeeper made the master babble endlessly, Zhao's mother also chimed in, and concluded in one sentence: let's be brave again, let's be brave again, let's catch a cold!

"I'm fine. Isn't it just a few sneezes!" Saying this, she was also appointed to take the ginger soup and drink it.Shanghai's November is so wet and cold, and Jiang Xijie, who grew up in the north, is not used to it.Jiang Xize, who was on the opposite side, put away his notebook and smiled at her, "You should be more careful. lest father and second uncle come back and talk about you again. I'm going to attend the principal's wedding on December [-]st!" "Participate? Invitation card Is there my name on it?" "Not only you, but the eldest brother is also on it. It was said that he wanted to invite grandpa, but grandpa said he couldn't walk and he wouldn't come." "It's such a big deal..." "Yeah, Big deal. What?"

Jiang Xijie withdrew her empty gaze and found that Jiang Xize was looking at her like an interrogator, "What are you doing? Don't keep looking at me like a prisoner." "Aren't I just curious about what you are thinking?" "Hmph! I won't tell you! Don't experiment on me with the things you just learned!" She wanted to reach out and pinch the tip of her brother's nose, "What do I ask for such a thing? It's natural to ask uncle and dad, please both of you can make sense, please ask me What are you doing?" "Please do it for our family's face, I don't know. Maybe the future principal's wife wants to meet you." "Well, anyway, I don't know what you men are doing in Nanjing. You know, I never take care of it, I just take care of the house."

"It's not necessarily what the men did. Why don't you think it's your aunt who sold you?"

On December 12st, at 1:03 pm, in the ballroom on the first floor of Da Hua Hotel.

Jiang Xijie was wearing a decent western-style violet dress, walking side by side with her two elder brothers in military uniforms, and in front of her were her father, Jiang Tonghe, the uncle of the Jiang family, and his wife Xu Shi in suits.Arrived neither early nor late, enough to chat with people and complete social tasks.Jiang Xijie didn't believe her brother's words until she saw her aunt walked into the crowd of the Song family and held Song Ailing's hand intimately, and then the women turned their heads to look at her curiously. It was obvious that the aunt had betrayed her.

Why did I forget that although the aunt is a distant relative of the rich businessman Xu's family, and even the daughter of the Yuyao Xu family, her mother is related to Ni Guizhen, the old lady of the Song family! {2}

"Ah, this is Miss Jiang San!" Jiang Xijie walked over with a stiff smile on her face, "Tsk tsk, I only met your two older brothers when I was in Nanjing, and I have always wanted to see you. Your father loves you so much. , We wanted to invite your father and your uncle to dinner that day, but your father was in a hurry to go back to see you..." {3}

After being in a hurry to socialize for a long time, I just finished talking.The wives gathered together intently, and the uncle and father didn't know where to talk to some dignitaries, and Jiang Xize {4} disappeared.Jiang Xijie stepped back and looked towards her father, meeting Jiang Xiyao's gaze.

Just like when she was a teenager, she winked at the elder brother who claimed that her only weakness was her younger sister, and said a code word that only they knew, "Can I go over there to find a drink of water now?" "You guy, it's always like this. "Oh, brother!" "Go, go! Don't run around!"

On the way she walked from the pavilion made of cypress red cloth and flowers in the center of the ballroom to the mahogany platform where the wedding book inkpad was placed, she suddenly saw Wang Jiyue who was chatting with someone else.She was wearing light yellow, so conspicuous and bright.

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{2} The mother of the three Song sisters is Ni Guizhen, and Ni Guizhen's mother Xu is a descendant of Xu Guangqi.In fact, I just arbitrarily set the Xu family and Mrs. Jiang's surname as Xu, and I didn't put it on the Song family. I didn't expect a blind cat to bump into a dead mouse. It just happened.

{3}It is impossible to imitate Soong Ailing's accent. I have seen Soong Meiling's video materials, and I guess Soong Ailing should also have a Suzhou accent, but I really can't write it down. Let's just watch it.

{4}Refer to the list of Jiang and Song weddings, theoretically there will be no family members, but for the sake of writing, we need to continue to make up.

Another: Do a small survey: Does anyone want to know what songs the author is listening to when writing this article? [This is simply an addiction to songwriting