Back in the city of Petersburg, Anna felt as if she had come to another world.
Compared with the fresh and comfortable atmosphere of the suburbs, the air in the city seems to exude a loud and flashy atmosphere.
Andrei has been in Russia too long.
"One more week, I don't understand how they think it's too long," Andre complained.
Charlie patted him on the shoulder, and smiled lightly: "Maybe they are afraid that you will grow horns where they can't see." After he finished speaking, he made a funny gesture of growing horns, which made Andre laugh up.
The two boys were chatting in the carriage, and Anna watched from the side, feeling a little sighed in her heart.
She herself had never met such a close friend.
Whether it was before or now, Anna's temperament is very easy to get along with others. Although she is not always the oldest, she can always take good care of others, but where she lives, the girls who are laughing and joking don't always understand her. Some old-fashioned ideas. She herself sometimes feels as if she was born in the wrong era.
Anna is not dependent on electronics, and her social circle has never been large. When people mentioned her, almost no one said she was bad, it was like "ah, she is a good girl" kind of comment. Rich in praise, but lackluster.
Fortunately, she always has a world of her own in her heart.
Her eyes are clear and her heart is happy, so she always sees the best side of things. Just like now, freed from envy, Anna looked out from the carriage window.
She appreciates the delicacy of this era, the pedestrians on the old streets, the street lamps on the street corners, and the women with children. Some people wore satin skirts, some wore simple coarse cloth, and some children from poor families were playing around at the street corners. Because the weather was getting warmer, all of them showed their thin calves.
"Are we there yet?" Andre asked.
The boy's hair was a bit disheveled, but his face was flushed, and the surlyness when he usually pursed his lips was completely gone now, just like an ordinary sweet little boy.
Anna raised her hand and tried to smooth Andre's hair. The latter shook his head, still not liking the contact.
"Okay." She pretended to sigh sadly.
"You can touch mine," said Charlie, and held out his little golden head.
"You're not a pet." Andre snorted.
"Oh, there's nothing wrong with being a pet." Charlie said, rolling his eyes and getting a stare, like he was a traitor in Little Macho.
Anna was in a good mood, she touched Charlie's little head, and said, "Listen, we've arrived."
"How do you know?" Charlie asked.
"Peter will unconsciously kick the board when he is about to reach his destination," Anna explained.
Presently Peter, the coachman, told them in a loud voice that they had arrived.
"I want to pick a nice brooch." Andre muttered, and then got out of the carriage with boyish impatience, but he didn't turn his head in, but was a little impatient, but still waited Anna got out of the carriage.
"Little gentleman." Anna teased, she supported Andre's raised hand slightly and got out of the carriage.
The boy blushed a little.
Charlie said, "You know he admires your husband."
"Oh, shut up, Charlie." Andre said quickly, and then pushed his friend, this time he ran into the store first, the blond boy followed behind him.
"Please wait nearby for a while." Anna said to the coachman.
Peter smiled and said in a relaxed tone, "You can watch it slowly with them. Master Andre is a filial child."
Anna knew that Peter was referring to the fact that Andre was going to bring some presents to his mother. Although at his age, he has already begun to want to experience the urge to grow up by staying away from his parents' care, but his love for his mother is not lacking at all.
Seeing that the boy had already run into the store, Anna walked in quickly.
It was a jewelry store, one of the most popular in Petersburg these days.
Anna first found Andre and the others, and after confirming their location, she began to look at the shop.
It is reported that the owner of the shop is a middle-aged couple with a young daughter. But now I don't see the couple, only a busy woman.
The woman was wearing a long plaid skirt, her figure was relatively thin, but her shoulders and necklines were very graceful, and her maroon hair was neatly arranged in a simple but beautiful way.
When Anna first came in, the girl was looking for something with her back turned to them, but when she raised her head and spoke to Anna with a lively face, both of them were slightly surprised.
The young girl has a pair of slender eyebrows, and her pupils are a kind of light glass color, against the fair skin, she has a youthful and lively beauty, and the most amazing thing is that when the girl smiles, Anna felt that the two of them were five points alike.
"ah… "
The little girl was still too young after all, because she was so shocked that she couldn't help blurting out. After she finished speaking, the smile on the corner of her mouth disappeared, and she became a little scared. After all, Anna was dressed in fancy clothes, every piece of jewelry and satin clothes on her body, as well as her demeanor, all told this little girl that the person in front of her was of extraordinary status.
And the worst thing was that she didn't know whether this incredible similarity would make the lady in front of her feel unhappy.
Anna guessed what the girl was thinking from the fearful face of the little girl, so she smiled slightly and took the initiative to say: "I thought your store was very suitable for me because of the jewelry, but now it seems that maybe it's because there is a The opportunity is to see people who look quite similar to me in this world."
After hearing this, the girl raised her head cautiously, and was relieved when she saw that Anna was still smiling. She smiled shyly.
"You are such a kind lady." She said so, and then introduced those accessories to Anna with a more eager voice. It was as if Anna had suddenly turned from a wealthy guest into a friend because of Anna's amiability.
While listening to the girl's introduction, Anna thought carefully in her heart: "If she hadn't become Anna, if she was still in this era, if she was still relatively lucky, she might have looked so simple and natural."
She was thinking, and then a somewhat presumptuous voice interrupted them.
"Good day, ma'am."
Anna looked up and saw a man of medium height standing not far from her, about thirty years old, with fair skin and broad shoulders, wearing a pair of gentleman's glasses and neatly dressed in a three-piece suit. Not handsome, but the whole person looks extremely elegant.
Next to him stood a girl about five years old, with black curly hair and the same brown eyes, fair and tender skin, wearing a red cloak and holding a doll in her hand, quietly Yes, very cute.
"Do you have anything to do? Sir." Anna looked up and asked reservedly.
The gentleman's face was slightly flushed, and it seemed that what he said next made him a little hard to say, but after tidying up, he still said: "I have a kind request."
Anna raised her eyebrows: "Please continue, sir."
"I really shouldn't have done this." The man said sincerely, the blush on his face had gone, and he became extremely humble.
"However, that breast is very important to me. It is really suitable for a person, if you are willing to part with it."
"Brooch?" Anna was a little puzzled, but soon understood, because Andre and Charlie were walking briskly.
"That's it." The man said softly, his eyes falling on the brooch in Andre's hand.
It was indeed a very fine brooch. Although there are no shining gemstones, it is very small and looks very lively. Most people usually think that this kind of colorless decoration is very monotonous, but it is also unique enough.
"It's not mine, it's not me you should ask." Anna said with a smile.
Although Andre didn't know what happened at first, but now by observing the conversations and actions among the adults, he probably understood. However, he clenched the brooch tightly and pursed his lips, he didn't intend to let it out.
Everyone could see Andre's refusal attitude. The man was going to say something, but now he just blushed in embarrassment.
Anna smiled and said, "Obviously, if you have any necessary reason for wanting it, so does my nephew."
The man did not bother, but apologized, and left with his daughter with a little regret.
After they left, Andre whispered, "I thought..."
"What do you think?" Anna asked. She was looking at some accessories suitable for little girls. She didn't forget her niece Lucia, that shy little girl.
"Thought you would let me let it out." Andre said. After he finished speaking, he didn't look at Anna, but looked at Charlie who was talking to the shopkeeper's daughter not far away. The raised side face was still a little flushed, obviously because he felt a little embarrassed when he spoke.
"Get out?" Anna repeated, then stopped what she was doing.
She looked down at Andre, and then said with a smile: "how can you have such a strange idea. It belongs to you, how could I ask you like that. "
Andrei stole a glance at Anna, and blushed again when he saw that she was staring at him and smiling. With a little awkwardness, he said, "Aren't people always like that?"
"For some unwarranted face or something, asking others to give up things, even, even if it is obviously liked by others."
"Sometimes yes." Anna probably understood that Andre might have been asked to do so.
Andre seemed to be encouraged, he complained softly: "Is a compliment so important? Can it even deprive me of something I like?"
Anna couldn't help but pat Andre on the shoulder, feeling like a kicked puppy.
"I don't know what other people think, but I hope I have always respected you?"
Andre looked up at Anna, and then mumbled a reply.
After a while, when Anna had picked out a gift for Lucia, the boy next to her whispered, "You are different from other adults."
Anna blinked, but Andre had already run away.
When they finished shopping and left, Andre walked to Anna's side. He hooked Anna's fingers, but looked elsewhere.
Charlie looked at it, then grinned, didn't say anything, just took Anna's other hand as well.
Anna looked around at the two boys, then smiled and led them back.
The author has something to say: "Bambi's Brother Doesn't Believe in Santa Claus"
The day after tomorrow is Christmas, Bambi's sister is very excited, and repeats for the hundredth time
Sister Bambi: Will Santa really give me presents? [Looking forward]
Brother Bambi: [annoyed face] yes
five minutes later
Sister Bambi: Do you really remember? last time i ate candy tut i was a bad boy
Brother Bambi: [I can't bear it anymore] Christmas is all fake = = the presents are the ones that Dad put in the socks after you fell asleep
…
Bambi sister: QAQ
Brother Bambi: [falls asleep without stress]
The next day, little Bambi fell ill very seriously. In the evening, Bambi's younger brother solemnly wrote a letter inside the sock:
To Santa, if you're real, please do make him well.
Later, little Bambi's illness really got better.
Sister Bambi: Is there really no Santa Claus QAQ
Brother Bambi: ...maybe