There is a long and blue river, and the banks of Qingfeng are picturesque. This piece of land once praised by the landscape poet Xie Lingyun as "the first resort of the Eastern Wu", compared with the future "China's largest stone sculpture city" and "famous hometown of overseas Chinese at home and abroad", Jintian is still only a small community in Zhejiang Province. Small county.
The county seat is small, with two streets running through the city in a cross shape, and the mountains from the southeast to the northwest are within easy reach. All the little four-wheelers pass are three or four-story bungalows, the ground is paved with asphalt, the sidewalks are pebbled, and the sides are densely planted with plane trees. Looking out, Yulei Road, a bustling shopping mall in the future, is still deserted, and I can see a small temple standing in it like a mirage. If you don't subconsciously check it out, you can't believe that this place resembling a town will be the Huayang Import and Export Trade Center, which will be full of tall buildings and brilliance in the future.
When the sun climbed a pole high, Qianjia Grandpa and Sun Zhigang arranged to meet at the gate of the Grain and Oil Center at 4 o'clock in the afternoon, and then took Qianmai and got off the car at the Second Department Store.
The Qianjia Grandpa's entry into the Second Department Store was also entirely temporary. In the morning, I watched my granddaughter and granddaughter stand together, talking and laughing. In contrast, my granddaughter’s clothes are far worse. They are all old clothes brought back from Luodian, which are too small to be stretched. He hadn't paid much attention to this child. I thought it was a child's interest to practice Chinese calligraphy, and it was just three days of fishing and two days of surfing the net. Unexpectedly, she really persisted and wrote quite well. The stubbornness and perseverance that flashed in her eyes from time to time made him very satisfied. Selling matches thought it was just a child's house, but she sold it out, and the goods they took out were exactly the same as the money they took back. The child was quite calm when she wanted to come, and only then did she move the idea to bring her to buy the goods.
Grandpa Qianjia stood in front of the children's clothing counter and asked Qianmai to choose one of his favorite clothes. Latent wheat turns into cotton. Is this majestic grandpa giving himself a gift? Wouldn't you make a passionate misunderstanding again? So there was silence for a second and said, "Grandpa, what I want is a copybook."
Grandpa Qianjia is happy for his granddaughter's self-motivated: "You have chosen your clothes first, and you will be taken to buy copybooks later."
Wow haha, no auditory hallucinations! Every hair on Latent Wheat is dancing. After two lifetimes, I finally got a gift from Grandpa. Does this mean Grandpa likes himself a little bit? Sweet and sour, it feels so subtle. You're welcome, reaching out and ordering a black and white cotton cardigan.
Then the two turned into an alley behind the Second Department Store, where there was a stationery store selling used books for rent. In the end, Grandpa Qianjia took a 80% new copy of "The Stele of the Mysterious Tower of Liu Gongquan" and said: "You have finished learning everything, and then you have to learn the font structure. Liu body is more suitable for beginners, buy it back for you Copy it well.” Seeing that Qianmai still had a copy in his hand, he said: “There are not many copybooks. Calligraphy should be practiced exclusively. This one will be enough for you to practice for a few years.”
Qian Mai Mai plucked up the courage and looked directly into the eyes of Qian Jia's grandfather: "This is for painting. I also like painting and want to learn."
After hearing the words, Qianjia Grandpa took it over and turned it over, and saw that it was "Sketch Tutorial": "How can you understand this. If you want to learn painting, you can choose the simple one."
Qianmai grabbed it vigorously: "If I don't understand, I will ask my grandpa and teacher again. I like this one."
Finally, Grandpa Qianjia agreed. Qianmai's small eyes were bent into a small moon with a smile, and when he checked out he insisted on paying with the money in his pocket, which was a good deal. After thinking about it, it’s not easy to come to the county town on your own. If you don’t buy nothing, you will weigh the remaining two cents. The shop mainly uses half-open machine-printed rice paper with raw edges. Rice paper is too expensive and we can't afford it, but the head office of raw paper is already saving money. I hope Qian Liqin doesn't scold myself when I go back.
So far, none of the goods have been delivered yet, but Qianmai's patchwork schoolbag has been stuffed into a round bulge.