"Grandma, why did you buy me a mobile phone again?!" Sang Xia looked at grandma displeased.
She knew at a glance that this mobile phone was very expensive. The pink casing was very beautiful. She had liked it for a long time, but because it was too expensive, she just thought about it. She never thought that she would own it. Her grandma actually bought it for her.
, which she really couldn't accept.
At this food stall, grandma had to do business for almost several months in exchange for this mobile phone. How could she bear to spend her hard-earned money? Besides, she is not a girl who loves vanity. Does the mobile phone look good?
It's not that important. As long as it can be used.
"Yunting told me that you couldn't find your mobile phone, so grandma was thinking about buying you a good-looking one. Haha, my granddaughter is a beautiful little girl, so she must buy a good-looking one to match her." Grandma laughed,
She put the phone into Sangxia's hand and started to clean up the stall hurriedly.
Tears suddenly welled up in Sang Xia's eyes. Looking at the delicate and beautiful pink phone in her hand, she felt a little hot. The surging warmth and love in her heart was mixed with a touch of sadness and flowed into her heart.
inside.
She stopped talking, just silently put the phone in her pocket, turned her back, wiped away the tears on her cheeks, and helped her grandma pack it away.
Grandma, don’t worry, Sangsang will let you live a good life in the near future!
After helping grandma take all the things back home, Sang Xia went to see Jing Bao again. Jing Bao was still the same as before. He was so happy when he saw Sang Xia that he screamed for joy, and every mouthful of his mother shouted. Jing Chen watched from the side.
, my heart couldn't help but feel sour again.
"Brother Jingchen, thank you. This phone is really nice." Sang Xia said to Jingchen while holding the phone.
"As long as you like it, grandma is really willing to give it up. It's more than three thousand." Jing Chen said to her while he was busy mounting the painting.
"I like it. Brother Jingchen's vision, of course I like it. But it's a bit too expensive, grandma!" Sang Xia smiled, and her crescent-like eyes seemed to laugh along with her, but that touch in the corner of her eye
The sadness but clearness was imprinted in Jingchen's eyes.
"It's grandma's kindness. If I buy it for you, just keep it. When you have the ability, just be filial to grandma." Jingchen comforted her.
"Well, brother Jingchen, I know!" Sang Xia squinted again and smiled, a sweet smile without any impurities.
Jingchen fell into a daze again and forgot about the work he was doing. He stared at her porcelain white face like a fool and couldn't take his eyes away.
"Dad, is there something on mom's face?" Jing Bao looked at his father's blank eyes, then walked over and stood between the two of them, looking at Sangxia for a while and then for his father.
"??????Uh, what are you talking about!" Jingchen suddenly scolded his son in embarrassment, and then started to lower his head and get busy again.
Sang Xia knew what brother Jingchen was thinking, but she didn't seem to understand it very well. She just felt that it was because of brother Jingchen that she could successfully graduate from college over the years, so in her heart, she considered him her own.
among relatives.
She and Jing Bao were playing with their newly bought mobile phones. The two of them were playing some kind of game. They laughed from time to time. Those ringing laughters were like bells, floating in the narrow room. Jing Chen raised his
He forgot to put his hand down for a long time, and just looked at the beautiful girl with a smile like a flower.
None of the three people in the room noticed that there was a man outside the store who stopped in front of a painting. He stood there for a long time without leaving. His dark eyes kept looking at the painting, which was placed in a conspicuous place.
The portrait of the girl almost didn't miss the signature at the bottom.
The man was very tall, more than 1.8 meters tall, clear and handsome, with a tall and straight figure, especially his dark eyes, which seemed to be smudged with thick ink. His eyes were moving as he looked at the portrait.
When Jing Chen looked up in the room, he happened to be able to see his figure. Seeing him looking at the painting intently, he greeted politely in the room, "Sir, do you want to buy a painting?"
The man's thoughts seemed to be interrupted. He raised his head, and Jing Chen's eyes lit up. Hehe, he was such an outstanding man. To describe him as a jade tree lining the wind was not an exaggeration at all. However, he had never seen him before.
It seems that he has never been here.
Although he was dressed casually, he had an extraordinary temperament. He seemed to be someone who loved painting. He might have been in the same profession.
Seeing the painting he was staring at, Jingchen knew that it was painted for Sangxia. He did not sell it, but only used it for appreciation, so he said to him, "Sir, there are many more in it. If you want to
If you want to buy, you can choose whatever you want.”
Jingchen is sincerely happy for people who like his works. Money is not important. It is encouraging in itself to have people appreciate his works.
This is the reason why men of letters and writers cherish each other.
"How much does this painting cost? I bought it." After the man finished speaking, he pointed to the painting beside him that he had been looking at for a long time, and asked to pay.
It seems that he doesn't care how much it costs, he just wants to buy it.
"I'm sorry, sir, I don't sell this painting." Jingchen said as he walked out.
"???????" The man raised his handsome eyebrows, his face full of doubts. Since it is on display, isn't it for sale? Why not?
"I'm sorry, sir, except for this one, you can choose any of the others at will." Jingchen smiled with a smile on his face. Among these paintings, this is the one he likes and is most satisfied with. It seems that this gentleman's
He really has a good eye and he understands him.
However, no matter how much he understood him and no matter how much money he offered, he could not sell the painting.
"I want this picture." The man was a little stubborn and his tone was firm.
"I'm sorry, sir!" Jingchen still kept a smile on his face and rejected him.
The man looked at it for a long time and realized that the boss was determined not to sell it, so he reluctantly waved his hand, "Okay, let me take a look!" After saying that, he stood at the door and refused to leave, but kept staring at the portrait.
Jingchen thought he liked the painting and ignored him. He returned to the room and continued to frame the painting while watching Sang Xia and his son playing on their mobile phones.
After playing for a long time, Sangxia felt that she should go back, so she said goodbye and left the room. Who knew that as soon as she came out, she bumped into someone.
She exclaimed "I'm sorry!" and hurriedly evacuated her body.
She was a little angry with herself. She had been acting recklessly these days. She didn't have eyes for anything. Why did she always get into trouble?