Dreaming back to the 90s to help my dad catch a rival in love

Suzhou Creek, the mother river of Shanghai, is called "Wusong River" scientifically.Wujiang in Suzhou goes all the way east, passes through Kunshan and Jiading, and finally flows to the Huangpu River.

There are 31 bridges on the Suzhou Creek, and Waibaidu Bridge is her last stop.

In 1856, Wells, a foreigner, built the "Wales Bridge" on the river. Foreigners and foreign cars crossing the bridge are free of charge, while Chinese are taxed according to their head.After some struggles by the Chinese compatriots, in 20, 1876 years later, Wells built a wooden bridge near the original pontoon bridge for free travel.Because it does not require money, it is called "Baidu Bridge".In the 32nd year of Guangxu, the Concession Industry Bureau built another steel bridge on the river, which is still in use today, and it is the famous "Waibaidu Bridge". (Note 1)

After crossing the Waibaidu Bridge, the Suzhou Creek merged into the Huangpu River, and from then on the river flowed into the sea, flowing for thousands of miles in a mighty way.

If Suzhou Creek is the mother of Shanghainese, and Huangpu River is the soul of Shanghainese, then the wooden, stone, or steel bridges on Suzhou Creek are the fortresses in the hearts of Shanghainese. , is the watchman of the homeland.

Zhao Jingwen, who had been away from home for five years, finally returned to the fortress he had been longing for.

But the price is also heavy - the father is gone.

Zhao Jingwen's family lives in Changlefang near the Changshou Road Bridge on the Suzhou Creek.Before the emergence of the Workers' New Village, apart from the large villas where the rich lived, the average Shanghainese lived in the so-called "Li Nongfang Village".

Among them, the housing conditions are the most "pushing board (poor)" that is "nong", which is the so-called shanty town.When the Huaihe River flooded in the early years, people on the river escaped with boats and sampans.Fleeing to Suzhou River Bay in Shanghai, the river level slowed down, so they set up camp here.

There is no architectural planning at all here, so I build houses with my own wooden planks, and build as many places as I can grab, and build a dojo in a snail shell if I can't grab others.Most of the people who lived here at the beginning were manual laborers, those who poured toilets, those who pulled rickshaws, and those who carried large bags on Shiliupu Wharf...

The largest number is "Li", just like the so-called "Hutong" in Beijing.No one can tell how many "li" there are in Shanghai, Jiandeli, Mingdeli, Longchangli... tens of thousands, like stars on a chessboard.The people living here are also low-level people, small tailors, small clerks, and street runners.Or dancers before liberation, brokers, and inquiring.In the old movie "Angels on the Road", Zhao Dan and Zhou Xuan lived in "Li".The road between Li and Li is narrow, and only bicycles and rickshaws are allowed to enter.

A little more advanced is "fang", such as Huaihaifang on Huaihai Road and Tianzifang on Damuqiao.The size of the house is large. In the early years, it was even equipped with a servant's room. Cars can enter between the buildings.

The more advanced ones are "villages". Regardless of the name, "villages" are different from rural villages. They are all old bungalows and townhouses in the city, which later became protected buildings and former residences of celebrities.

Zhao Jingwen's family is in Changlefang, so it can be seen that the conditions are good.

His family's ancestral home is Ningbo, and his parents are both from Ningbo.

It is said that at least nine out of ten Ningbo people have relatives in Shanghai, which is absolutely true.In fact, "Ala" in Shanghai dialect was originally Ningbo dialect, which was used by Shanghainese, and gradually became a special product of Shanghai.

But Ningbo people don't care.The people of Ningbo are generous and forthright, and they talk loudly and confidently.When the saliva falls to the ground, it is a nail.

There is a saying in Shanghai that goes, "I would rather listen to Suzhou people quarreling than Ningbo people talking about love."Because Suzhou dialect, like Shanghai dialect, belongs to Wu Nong's soft language.People from these two places, together with people from Wuxi, speak like a pool of spring water in the Master of the Nets Garden in Suzhou, soft, glutinous, and whiny.The moment a girl opens her mouth, it's really frustrating to the bone.

Not to mention anything else, let's just say that in the past, when she was born in the third Tang Dynasty, the value of Suzhou girls was also slightly higher.As soon as people open their mouths, they say "Slave has a relationship, sing, pull and listen...", instead of opening their mouths and saying "spicy your mother doesn't bloom, bloom to bear winter melon", as if they are about to come up with a guy in the next moment What's more, the red knife goes in and the white knife goes out.

People from Ningbo generally do business in Shanghai, or most of them are tailors.Tailors in Ningbo are also known as "Red Gang Tailors".Zhao Jingwen's grandfather was a tailor of the Red Gang, and even in his mother Shen Chunmei's generation, he still made clothes for people.Because it specializes in women's clothes, it is also called "female red hand".Because his grandfather only made men's suits, he was a "male red hand".

Shen Chunmei started helping out in her own shop at the age of 14, and got her own sewing machine.Together with my grandfather, one makes men's suits and the other makes women's cheongsam jackets, and the business of the small shop is booming.It is said that when the business is at its best at the end of the year, you can earn a small bowl of gold rings a month.

Zhao Jingwen's mother didn't have any random hobbies since she was a girl. When she had money, she went to "Lao Fengxiang" on Nanjing Road to buy a ring.She bought it, but she couldn't take it with her to work, so she had to throw it in the cupboard at home.Throwing and throwing, I accumulated a small bowl.

Muma herself said that when she married Zhao Jingwen's father, she brought over a dozen bowls of dowry.Zhao Jingwen didn't understand it when he was a child, and felt that his mother was too miserable. The dowry of other girls was so much silk and satin, how many mahogany furniture, and how many small yellow croakers. When it came to his mother's place, it was a dozen bowls, which was too bitter and a bit boring.

Later, when I grew up, I realized what the "a dozen bowls" meant...

Zhao Jingwen's grandfather worked as an accountant in the factory of a fellow villager in Ningbo before liberation.His grandfather thought accounting was the most "evergreen" profession in the world.

Farmers can't hoe when they get old, and workers can't swing a hammer when they are old, but accountants get better and better as they get older.As long as your hands are not shaking and your mind is not confused, you can do this job for a lifetime.Moreover, settling accounts for the owner is also a calculation, and settling accounts for the west is also a calculation.As long as there are factories and companies in Shanghai, there is no fear of not being able to eat this bowl of rice.In addition, those who sit in the office are protected from the wind and rain, which is the best of the best.

Therefore, Zhao Jingwen's father also determined to be an accountant when he was a child.His father, Zhao Botao, was first educated in an old-style private school, and later entered a Western primary school, where he studied until he graduated from middle school.First I went to a foreign company to do accounts for others, and then changed several jobs one after another, but I still just set the abacus and keep accounts.After saving money for several years, plus parents' subsidies, he bought a three-story building in Changlefang before getting married.

Half of the ground floor was rented out to open a small shop for others, and the other half was used as the main room and kitchen. The second floor was the reception room and study room, and the family lived on the third floor.

After liberation, the foreigners all ran away. The factory where I worked was first merged with the public and private, and then became the Shanghai No. [-] Leather Shoe Factory. Zhao Botao became an employee of a state-owned enterprise.

For Lao Zhao, no matter whether it is a state-owned enterprise or a private enterprise, dealing with numbers is the same, there is no difference, and life is not too turbulent.Looking at it this way, it can be seen how wise the decision of the old man of the Zhao family was.

But his wife and father-in-law are more troublesome. Is this kind of self-owned shop considered a small capitalist or something?After a lot of work, it was finally determined that it was a small business owner, who was also a working class, and the tailor shop was preserved.However, suits and cheongsams cannot be made, and people’s clothes and Chinese-style jackets and Soviet Bragi skirts are changed to people’s clothes.

Therefore, in those ten years, Zhao's life was not too hard. The only loss was that the storefront downstairs that was originally leased to others was completely zoned out and became the property of the street. capitalist behavior.

Fortunately, the population of the Zhao family is simple. Except for the Zhao family and his wife, there is only one son and one daughter, and the expenses are very little.Unlike the one in Fangkou, who had a bit of family background, the man was driven by the bus company.But the wife became a "glorious mother" and gave birth to ten children in one breath, all of which were supported by the man's salary alone.In the end, the children were so hungry that they cried during the day and cried at night, all dressed in rags, and went out like a group of beggars.

When Shen Chunmei was young, she was the famous "Ningbo Xi Shi" in the alley, and she had a good appearance.The two children raised by her and Lao Zhao are naturally also beautiful.

Leaving aside her daughter Zhao Jingli, Xiao Chunmei, who is alive and well, is more beautiful than Ling Aizhen in the Shanghai opera "The Young Mistress's Fan".The key is that this son, in Shanghai dialect, is simply a "foreign girl".

No matter how other people's children look later, they all look like skinned mice when they are first born, red and wrinkled.Zhao Jingwen looked like Xue Tuan'er as soon as he landed, and his facial features were distinct.Eye slits are long, high nose bridge, high forehead, just like foreign dolls sold in toy stores.There is no adult I have ever met who doesn't love it.

"Chunmei, Nong is a great son. He must do something when he grows up."

"I think this appearance may be even more beautiful than the movie emperor Jin Yan in the future. I can become an actor and a big star in the future."

Neighbors say so.

"Oh, what to do or not to do, Ala, who is an actor, has never thought about it. It's better to follow the old path of his father and grandpa, just dial the abacus, it's safe."

Shen Chunmei hugged her beautiful couple of children, smiling from ear to ear, but she was still satisfied in her heart.At that time, the only thing that made her worry was one thing - her son was so handsome, his eyes must be very high in the future, what kind of little girl could catch his eyes?

But real life soon gave Chunmei a slap in the face.

Apart from being good-looking, this son basically has no other advantages.It's fine if there are no advantages, but it's still in the sky, and it's just a matter of poking a hole in the sky with a bamboo pole.

Shen Chunmei is not like an ordinary housewife. During the day, she would go to her mother's shop to step on the sewing machine, so she hired an aunt to take care of the family's children.

The lady Fang who came to help at home is over 50 years old, not too old, but her eyes are not very good, she is highly myopic, and she speaks and does things slowly, often dragging the big ones, and forgetting the small ones.Hold the small one and forget the big one.

Often when she cooked lunch at noon, took her eldest sister Zhao Jingli to the main room, wrapped the meal around and prepared to eat, she found that the eldest son of the Zhao family had disappeared.

Where is the eldest son?

Usually in three places: on rooftops, on bridges, and on boats.

Seven-year-old Zhao Jingwen was very courageous. He didn't use stairs, he could climb out of the window on the third floor with just his arms, and ran to the roof eaves along the downspout.

The Zhao family used to have dormer windows on the top floor. Two years ago, Lao Zhao woke up in the middle of the night and found that his four-year-old son was not on the bed, and there was no one under the bed. He broke out in a cold sweat.The family frantically searched around, and in the end, it was Lao Zhao who found the dormer window leading to the roof open, and his son was snoring on an orange-red tile with his pillow on the sky full of stars.

Since then, the dormer window of the Zhao family has not been opened much.Only when Lao Zhao was at home on rest days, the family went up to wash and dry in the sun, or to see if any tiles were broken and needed to be repaired.

But how can this move trap the "King of Leather" Zhao Jingwen?When Lao Zhao and Shen Chunmei left the house, he went into the room.

How aggrieved at home, the eldest sister is still young, can do nothing but eat milk cakes and runny noses, although Madam Fang can tell stories, but there are only a few stories to tell, such as "Monkey King Three Beats the Bone Essence", "Dong Yong He was tired of listening to "The Meeting of the Seven Fairies on the Magpie Bridge".It's still fun to sit on the roof.

What are you doing sitting on the roof?Look at the bridge!

The Changle Square of the Zhao family is next to the Suzhou River, and there are many bridges on the Suzhou River. Next to his house is the Changshou Road Bridge.Going west along the river, there are Changhua Road Bridge, Jiangning Road Bridge, Xikang Road Bridge...you can go to Suzhou all the way.

Zhao Jingwen has never been to Suzhou, but he knows that it is the best place in the world.

Ms. Fang said, "There is heaven above and Suzhou and Hangzhou below." The gardens in Suzhou are the most beautiful, the silk in Suzhou is the most fancy, the rice dumplings in Suzhou are the sweetest, and there is another important thing - the maidens in Suzhou are the most beautiful.

Ningbo people call little girls "Xiaoniang", and little boys "Xiaoguanren". Of course, the little girls in Suzhou are "Suzhou Xiaoniang".

Because Zhao Jingwen was praised for his good looks since he was a child, he is a former child of Guanyin Empress and a future movie star, so he has always been very conceited about his appearance at a young age.

Sometimes he stands in front of the mahogany wardrobe at home, looking at the floor-to-ceiling mirror inlaid on the wardrobe, he will have the same troubles as his mother Chunmei - what kind of girl will be worthy of my appearance in the future I?After much deliberation, only Suzhou girl who is the best in everything is worthy of her.

So under the unintentional insertion of Shen Dongmei and Madam Fang, Zhao Jingwen planted a seed in his heart at a young age-in the future, he must ask a Suzhou girl to be the housewife,

Of course, later he did not find a "Suzhou lady", but a "Suzhou official" as his wife, that's another story.

When Zhao Jingwen gets older, he won't be willing to just sit on the roof and watch blindly.He went downstairs and out of the main room, turned around in the winding alley, and climbed directly onto the concrete pier of Changshou Road Bridge.

At that time, the Suzhou Creek was not like the "soy sauce river" that was later polluted to pitch black. The river water was clear, and there were fish, shrimp and snails in the water.The little daughter-in-law who is "being a family (thrifty)" near the river is reluctant to pay for the tap water, so she will take a washing stick and a wooden basin to the river to wash clothes.

The laundry stick made a "bang bang" sound when it hit the stone slab. Zhao Jingwen sat on the bridge watching his daughter-in-law for a while, and the big boat under the bridge for a while.

His mother loved him dearly, and gave him pocket money since he was a child, and no matter how much he spent, he grabbed a handful of dime every day.In summer, when he sees the heat on the boat, he buys a salt water popsicle for one cent, or an ice cream for three cents.After eating, take the popsicle sticks home and put them away. You can stick them together with paste to build a small house.

There are factories along the banks of the Suzhou Creek, most of which are textile factories, quilt factories, and shoe factories.Raw silk and cotton from Suzhou, Huzhou were sent east along the Suzhou Creek to factories.After being processed in the factory, it goes west along the Suzhou Creek, enters the Yangtze River, and is finally shipped to all parts of the country.At that time, the largest main army responsible for transporting goods, gravel, and civil engineering was not cars or trains, but ships on the river and on the river.

Therefore, there are so many boats on the Suzhou Creek that you can't finish watching them every day.

If he gets older, Zhao Jingwen won't be satisfied just looking at the ship. He wants to go on a boat to have a look. It's better to go to Suzhou by boat. Maybe he can meet his future little lady?

At that time, there were many supply stations along the Suzhou Creek, and the people on board also wanted to eat and drink. The men stopped the boat to unload, do business, and pay bills, while the women and children went to the supply stations to buy water and grain.

Zhao Jingwen squatted in the supply station near Changshou Road Bridge, watching who could take him to the boat for fun.

He didn't want to go up and look at all the ships. The garbage boats carrying garbage, the large dung boats carrying dung buckets, and the gravel boats loaded with sand and gravel are meaningless, dirty and smelly.In his grandfather's words, it's inferior.

He wants to be on a boat that carries fruit and cattail bags. It is clean and fragrant, and will not stain his clothes. Maybe people will invite him to eat fruit because he is beautiful-this kid has known how to use himself since he was a child. appearance advantage.

Finally one day, Zhao Jingwen waited for this opportunity.

He got the qualification to board the boat in exchange for two doll ice creams.

It was the end of summer, Zhao Jingwen was squatting next to the supply station, and saw a woman in a floral kerchief with two children to buy water and oil.The two children each held a big red apple in their hands, but they didn't eat it, but looked helplessly at the doll ice cream in Zhao Jingwen's hand that he had already licked half.

Not everyone in Shanghai can afford doll ice cream these days. No matter how hot the weather is, grandparents buy a salt water popsicle, most red bean and mung bean popsicles to satisfy their cravings.

But Zhao Jingwen likes to eat doll ice cream, which is bigger than his face.The coffee-colored one is fragrant coffee, the white one is sweet and creamy, and there are eyes, mouth and hair.

He saw the two children just staring at him, and when he finished licking the doll's hair, licking the doll's eyes, and licking off the doll's mouth, Zhao Jingwen said: "Are you the children on the boat? "

The two nodded and did not speak.

"What does your family carry?"

"Fruit-carrying. The men's group hates Dujia"

The boy who looked older said.

He licked the corner of his mouth, as if he had also eaten ice cream.Then he lifted up the apple in his hand and said innocently, "Brother, can I exchange this for ice cream with you? Just eat the rest."

"That won't work."

Zhao Jingwen shook his head.

Hearing that they were rejected, the two children were a little sad.

When they were on the boat, the adults in the family never bought them cold drinks.I asked to eat popsicle ice cream a few times, but the adults always said that it was only enjoyed by bourgeois capitalists, and that good people would not eat it, and would have diarrhea after eating it.

But the beauty in front of them is a good person no matter how they look at it, so they want to try it too...

"I'll buy you two new ones, I have money."

As Zhao Jingwen said, he patted his trouser pocket, which was full of tickets.

"But you guys want me to go on a ship. I haven't been on a big steamer yet."

He literally glowed when he smiled.

That night, Zhao Botao came home from get off work at the factory and asked Madam Fang if the two children were doing well today.Madam Fang said she was good, and the younger one sat in the main room watching her fold tinfoil.

Old Zhao asked where the big one was?

Ms. Fang pointed to the upstairs with great experience - under normal circumstances, Zhao Jingwen would get off the roof or the bridge when his parents came home, rush home, and go to the bed in the room on the third floor Lying down means that you are well-behaved.

Usually around four o'clock, Lao Zhao walked out of the factory and arrived home at 04:30.And his mother will be a little later. After all, it is their own business, and it is not a big pot of rice. It is a little bit more to be able to do more.But I got home at 05:30 at the latest, because the Zhao family used to have dinner on time at six o'clock.

Lao Zhao went upstairs and searched around but didn't find his son. Shen Chunmei went home and searched around in Changle Square but couldn't find his son.Seeing that the time passed by eight o'clock, Zhao Jingwen was not seen after taking photos of all the nearby alleys and bridges, and his mother completely collapsed.

"Ah! The old man's words are not bad at all. Children are too beautiful to be raised. They are the golden boys and girls in the sky. They come to the world to enjoy the blessings. After enjoying the blessings, they will return to the heaven."

She cried and beat her chest, "My son is a boy, he was born in my belly. I have a pity that I was born in October, raised him to such a big age, and left me alone. My son... "

When singing here, someone suddenly knocked on the door of Zhao's house. When Lao Zhao opened the door, he found that it was a comrade from the police station.

"Your children are good enough. If the adults hadn't discovered it in time, they would have gone to Suzhou by now."

Comrades from the police station pulled Zhao Jingwen out from behind.

Shen Chunmei rushed forward and turned the child over to look at it.No missing arms, no lame legs, still holding two apples and three oranges in his arms, with a bulging belly, he even ate dinner.

It turned out that the two kids got him onto the boat without telling their parents, and the three little guys started playing on the boat.It was Zhao Jingwen's first time on a boat, and everything he saw was new. He touched here, knocked there, and got into the pile of cattail bags to play peek-a-boo with his two children.

When I was hungry, I stretched my hand into the cattail bag, grabbed an apple, stretched again, grabbed a fragrant pear, put it to my mouth and gnawed it directly.

He was like Monkey King entering Huaguo Mountain, having such a great time playing that he didn't even feel the boat started to move.

It wasn't until the boat passed Beixinjing that the mother of the two children came to the back to ask for dinner, only to find that there was actually a child of this age on board, and he was a beautiful young master from Shanghai.

The people on board were so frightened that they docked directly and called the police.

Zhao Jingwen was severely beaten by his father that night, but he never forgot to eat but not to beat. Anyway, he was used to being beaten since he was a child.

"My son, what are you doing on the boat?"

At night, while Shen Chunmei was fanning her son, she couldn't help asking him, "What fun is there on the boat?"

"Well... I'll go to Suzhou to see."

The little guy has been skinny all day, and he is really tired, almost going to sleep with his pillow on his head.

"Who are we going to see? There are no relatives from Suzhou in Ala's house."

Shen Chunmenahan.

"Miss..."

Zhao Jingwen muttered.

"what?"

His mother leaned her ear against the bed and didn't hear what her son said clearly. Seeing that he was asleep, she had to bring a towel and a soft quilt to cover him up.

"Is the little bastard asleep?"

When they went downstairs, Lao Zhao was settling accounts in the study.

This is a private job that he secretly accepts for others, and the factory must not know about it, otherwise he will be punished.

"Sleep, tired all day."

Shen Chunmei walked to her husband and refilled his cup of tea.

"Nong said what is the fate of this little guy? Why does he want to run outside all day long?"

Shen Chunmei sighed, "I don't think he will be able to be an accountant in the future, it looks like there is an olive seed under his ass, he can't sit still."

"Run, where can he go? From now on, he will have to be subdued, so just stay at home and study obediently. After graduation, he will take over my abacus and continue to settle accounts."

The beads of Lao Zhao's abacus are made of mahogany, and the bars are made of copper, which makes a crackling sound when played, which sounds very pleasant.His father passed it on to him, and he planned to pass it on from generation to generation.

In the end, no one expected that Zhao Jingwen's skin would remain the same after school.He did everything in school and made all kinds of troubles, but he couldn't get into school.

What a crime, I'm in the second grade of elementary school, and I haven't even memorized the ninety-nine multiplication table.Thirty-seven is still 24, let alone planning.

Every now and then, Lao Zhao and Shen Chunmei would be called by the school teacher to be scolded.Zhao Jingwen either tore up his homework, or pulled the female students' braids, placed the principal's teacup in the women's toilet, and strung up the students' red scarves to the flagpole.The teacher asked him why he did this, and he said that the red scarf is one corner of the national flag, and he spelled out all four corners, which is equivalent to spelling out a national flag.The national flag is of course hoisted on the flagpole.

... What kind of bullshit is this? It's a shame.

In contrast to Zhao Jingwen's "making heaven and earth", his younger sister Zhao Jingli who is in middle school secretly imitates others to perm her hair, and wearing small pants is nothing at all.

Later, Lao Zhao was almost numb to this son, and felt that as long as he could find a job after graduation, he would be able to work peacefully, and he would be lucky if he didn't get mixed up in Tilanqiao Prison.

Who knew that as soon as Zhao Jingwen graduated here, following the call of the great leader, intellectual youths from all over the country went to the mountains and went to the countryside.

Zhao Jingwen, who was devoted to the outside world, finally got his wish. He left Shanghai on the coast of the East China Sea far away and came to the remote and mysterious Xishuangbanna in Yunnan.

This is five years.

Five years later, Zhao Botao passed away due to illness, and he didn't have time to see his son for the last time before he died.

Shen Chunmei went to the leather shoe factory and cried, saying that no matter what, his son could not be allowed to stay out of town.Lao Zhao is gone. She suffered from sciatica and cervical spondylitis a few years ago, and she can no longer step on the sewing machine. The tailor shop has been closed.The only earner in the family is Zhao Jingli who works in a woolen mill.But as far as her salary is concerned, she can use up all she eats and drinks by herself.She wants Zhao Jingwen to return to Shanghai, the family needs a pillar.

After research and decision by the leader of the third leather shoe factory, Zhao Jingwen was allowed to replace his father's job and work in the shoe factory.As for the position... I will talk about it when I arrive in Shanghai, it is still to be determined.

After a transfer order was sent to Yunnan, Zhao Jingwen was finally able to return to Shanghai after a long absence.

Greeted by his mother and younger sister, Zhao Jingwen wore a green military uniform, carrying a luggage bag, a quilt, and a net bag with washbasins and foot basins, and returned to Changlefang, where he was thinking about day and night.

"Let's go out to eat today, the small restaurant downstairs is delicious."

The facade that originally belonged to the Zhao family and later belonged to the street is now a small restaurant. The chef is a retired master chef from "Canglang Pavilion". The Suzhou cuisine is very authentic, and the nearby residents love it.

Shen Chunmei held her son's hand, crying and laughing for a while, laughing and finally her son can stay in Shanghai and no longer wandering outside, the price of crying for her son to go home is that the man is gone.

"Is brother Jianguo here?"

Passing by the small restaurant, Zhao Jingwen heard a little girl asking questions to the people in the small shop when she was walking towards the door next door. The people inside waved and said he was not there, and the little girl left disappointed.

Zhao Jingwen went upstairs, took a shower, changed clothes, and drank tea. In just one hour, three or five groups of people came, both men and women, asking if "Jianguo" was there.

"Mum, who is 'Jianguo'?"

Zhao Jingwen changed from his green military uniform to a white shirt, and couldn't help but ask Shen Chunmei who was tidying up and saluting him.

"Oh, the apprentice in the restaurant downstairs, 'Little Suzhou'."

Mentioning this person, Shen Chunmei couldn't help laughing, "A handsome young man. You don't know, since he came to help in the shop downstairs, the business has become better than before. Many girls come from This came from Jianguo."

Everyone has a love for beauty, Shen Chunmei is happy to see a good-looking boy and girl at a young age.Especially this little Suzhou is only one year older than his own son, seeing him is like seeing his own son.

"'Little Suzhou'? Is it beautiful?"

Zhao Jingwen changed his clothes and looked around at himself in the mirror.

No one is prettier than me.

he thought.

The author has something to say:

Zhao Jingwen: I want to find a Suzhou wife, the one who is prettier than me, the most beautiful and the most virtuous!

Note 1: Baidu entry "Waibaidu Bridge"