Chapter 316

At the corner of the street, I don't know when there is a shop called waiting for flowers to bloom. The decoration is elegant. In addition to all kinds of flowers in flowerpots, there are also many packaged flower clusters at the door.

For the sake of this shop, Jiang He even went to other shops to do hourly work, peeping at what people usually do.

The main customers of the bigger shop are different from her. They cooperate with the wedding company to decorate the wedding. When a wedding comes down, the profit will be thousands at least and tens of thousands at most. There are also close to advertising companies, new store opening basket flowerpot layout, less than the wedding, also be considered a big head. There are decoration companies, garden landscape layout, but also open a half year to eat.

But it's all about business competition. I don't know, this big shop can't be too busy. Wang Zijun has something to do with it. It's a pity that he was declined if he wanted to help.

I don't expect to make a lot of money. I'm satisfied with making a little money.

Gong Ping likes to come here to play. She watches Jiang he tamper with the bouquet and learns from time to time. The environment here is very good.

"Rose, blow like this before you send it out... Hoo!"

Jiang He showed a bunch of flowers to the customer. The guy in front of him seemed introverted. He seldom bought flowers. He couldn't tell clearly what he needed with the bouquet. He only heard from a few words that he wanted the kind of flowers that were in full bloom.

The young man suddenly realized that he was ready to pay by scratching his head awkwardly.

"Slow down!"

Jiang He didn't give him the flowers after the demonstration, instead, he took a new bunch and handed it out.

Looking back, Gong Ping is giving huazi water with a watering can.

"A flower for you." She gave Gong Ping the rose she had just demonstrated. The woman was wearing a red skirt, which was quite suitable.

"Thank you

Gong Ping takes it over with a smile. "Can it be opened for several days if you put it in a vase?"

"About a week, sometimes four or five days."

"That's great. It's worth ten yuan!" Gong Ping twists the bouquet on her hand and turns it around. Her nose is close to her nose and she sniffs it. I don't know what she thinks of. Her face is broken again.

"When did a man give me such a bunch of flowers instead of you, a mother who had two children?"

"Also disliked, does not like to return me."

"No!"

The two women in the florist's shop looked bright at first sight.

On the other side of the road, Xu Qing pushed the pram to watch the two people's activities in the shop, looked at the traffic lights and hummed a song.

Kaiyuan's little old lady became a modern florist, busy selling flowers every day..

Inexplicably, I have a sense of achievement.

In the novel, maybe Jiang He will be a genius. Every bunch of flowers has its own story, and then help customers to solve their problems

An outline came out.

When the green light comes on, Xu Qing pushes the child to bring lunch. Instead of fighting with Gong Ping, Jiang He turns to pick up his daughter and rub her face.

So far, they have been busy with small programs for a month.

Originally, Jiang He didn't want to make so much trouble. According to Xu Qing, it shouldn't sell many flowers, but it's enough to leave an impression on people who see it.

At the same time, there is a public official account of flowers. Xu Qing helped to bring the experience and videos of what Jiang He had to share in some particular platform.

Of course, at present, it's mainly Xu Qing. Jiang He is only in charge of the business in the store. She's really not proficient in copywriting. Many places still have to rely on this guy.

In the morning, Jiang He got up very early and came to open the shop to display the big and small flowerpots and bouquets. When he had almost lunch, he would come and busy with Jiang He's business, and then do his own business. The day passed again.

It's a bit more trouble than before, but it's more substantial.

The owner of the milk tea shop next door occasionally takes a look outside and shows disdain for Xu Qing's style. She makes a woman move to and fro in front of the flowerpots in the morning every day, but Jiang He is still there when she closes the door at night. Xu Qing looks at her baby in her arms, not like a man at all.

Gong Ping turns around to see Xu Qing working in the corner of the store. She teases the couple's daughter and son, and her mind is full of finding a boyfriend.

"Have you two gone too far?"

Looking at the almond from the mid air across, fell there crackling keyboard Xu Qing's mouth, Gong Ping can't help but way.

"Do you want it, too? Open your mouth. " Jiang He peels off another one and is eager to try it on Gong Ping.

"No, I'm looking for a boyfriend. Bye."

"When did you have a boyfriend?"

"I just want to find it if I don't have one."

Gong Ping took the rose that Jiang Hegang had just given her and went out without looking back. She planned to throw the flower out to whoever she liked. Then she asked: classmate, did you drop the flower?

In the afternoon, the flow of people on the street is less, the sun is sunny, and there are not many people going shopping. At this time, they are all relatively idle. Jiang He and Xu Qing dally for a while, and ask him to lie on the table to have a rest.

"Why? Are you... Xiaohemiao

A startled sound, Xu Qing and Jiang he look back, and then look at each other, found that the voice of this person they do not know.

"Master Qing?"

The visitors were even more surprised to see Xu Qing's face.

"Ah... It's me. Who are you?" Xu Qing heard this sound a little music, it may be his fans.

Thinking of this, Xu Qing can't help but stand tall. I'm also a public figure with fans.

"I, Hu Da Tong Shu! Before you live when no one was watching... "Hu Tong pointed to himself, quite excited," why don't you live? "

"It's selling flowers."

Xu Qing said casually, still thinking about the familiar name, how could it be so familiar

Then he patted his thigh. "I remember! Is it you who cut my ghost animal video? "

"Yes, yes, i... no, it's not me."

"Just you!"

When I meet my audience outside, I'm still talkative. Xu Qing is joking and a little happy. It's a wonderful feeling.

"It's a pity that you don't broadcast it, but selling flowers is also very good... This shop looks very new."

"That's true. It's only been more than a month. Would you like to give a bunch of flowers to your girlfriend?"

"There is no such thing. Just passing by, I feel familiar. After thinking about it for a long time, I come back to have a look. It's really you." Hu Tong is very happy. I saw a real person today.

"These are your twins... Oh, how lovely."

About the twins, Xu Qing showed off on the number of Qingda, but didn't send a picture.

It seems like a long time has passed. At the beginning, Xu Qing was bragging in the studio with Suozi Jia. Now he is taking the twins to open a flower shop in a corner of the small city and cut the video. Hu Tong can't help admiring the couple.

While chatting, Gong Ping came back.

Holding the flowers, he looked at Hu Tong curiously.

"You have guests. We'll talk to you another day." Hu Tong said hello and was ready to leave. He used to chat and blow water with his friends in the studio. Now he meets Xu Qing on the street, which is quite good. Since he knew that Xu Qing was also in Jiangcheng, he wondered if he would meet him occasionally.

Recently, the wheelchair brother who was a little angry was also met by him. Jiangcheng is a net talent.

"You should also know this. When there were few people in the live room, you used to chat on the barrage." Xu Qing pointed to Gong Ping and headed for Hu Tongdao.

"Oh?"

"Is it?"

Hu Tong and yoghurt looked at each other, but they were all confused.

"I'm... Hu Da Tong Shu."

"I'm sour, sour..." Gong Ping got stuck, and the word "beautiful girl in yogurt" couldn't be said.

How did you get such a retarded name at the beginning? Now you've become an old woman, a beautiful girl, a beautiful fart.

"Yoghurt girl?" Hu Tong was a little surprised.

"Please don't mention the name."

Gong Ping's face is expressionless. She doesn't plan to chat with this person.

Xu Qing and Jiang he look at each other. Good guy, I feel like a fan meeting.

Who knows that in this small Jiangcheng, there are two people who have seen their live studio.

"The three of you are together!"

Hu Tong exclaimed, and then a little suddenly felt that several people were friends, and the woman worked as a housing manager for them.

After staying a little longer, Hu Tong leaves in a good mood. Jiang He takes Xu Qing's computer to find out the ghost animal, and laughs with Gong Ping. Hu Da Tong is really talented.

After two o'clock, Xu Qing pushed the two children out for a stroll. Since she had children, she didn't like to drive any more. She pushed her car along the road of Jiangcheng to see the green leaves on the roadside. The breeze was more comfortable than putting the two children in the traffic jam.

Sometimes I feel tired of walking. At this time, I feel a little like Prince Jun's wheelchair. If I drive around in a wheelchair and push a stroller

Well, he is not as cheeky as Wang Zijun.

Wang Zijun can not be ordinary people, do not care about other people's eyes, only do what they want to do, in this point, Xu Qing must admit that he is not as good as him.

A few birdsong, mottled light from the roadside between the dense branches and leaves, Xu Qing stopped to look around, sat down on the roadside stone, holding a stroller to tease two children.

The father who pushed the stroller stopped by the side of the road and played with the children.

On the other side of the road, someone filmed the scene and came to show it to Xu Qing. At the same time, he asked Xu Qing for her opinions.

"What exhibition?" Xu Qing's face was muddled. Looking at the photos taken by the other party, it was quite good.

"Jiangcheng photography exhibition."

"Will it be in the paper?"

"Er..." the other party was caught off guard, and was confused by Xu Qing's success. He didn't know Xu Qing's attitude. He hesitated and said, "if you win the prize, maybe you'll go up."

"OK, you can use it. Send me the original... Wait a minute. I don't think this posture is handsome enough. Shall we take another one?"

"No need, no need... It's the most natural way. It's not effective to deliberately put a picture." The little girl with the camera was ashamed.

The main body of the photo is Xu Qing sitting on the stone bench under the roadside green tree, bending over to the baby carriage, in which the two children can't get in, otherwise the twins should be better.

But just now Xu Qing's leisurely and loving expression and eyes are very good.

Xu Qing asked about the newspaper, and the little girl's wechat was waiting for her to send the photo.

I'll show it to Xu Wenbin. Ha ha ha ha

Thinking of the scene, Xu Qing wants to laugh with a fork.

I don't know if I was too ruthless by the belt before. Anyway, as long as I have the chance, I want to show off to Xu Wenbin.

Qin Hao married the big braid he saved. Now every time he comes home and sees Qin Hao and his wife on the balcony, he turns over what he did for a just cause. He is afraid that Xu Wenbin will forget it.

In the afternoon, the wind blows slowly. Xu Qing looks at the time and walks slowly to the old house with a baby carriage. Jiang He's florist is not too far away from Beiwang road.

Uncle Zhao, as before, was sitting under the umbrella, holding a thermos cup.

"Uncle Zhao, rest?"

"Well, take the kids out to play?"

"It's not good for children to hang around all the time."

With a smile, Xu Qing goes to the security room to find a disposable paper cup and rubs his tea.

"I've become a father. It seems that I haven't changed at all." Uncle Zhao looked at Xu Qing and smacked his lips.

"It's changed a lot. We're too familiar. You can't see it. Look at the body, look at the muscles..."

"Don't bend your little arm."

"Hey, hey."

Zhao Shuping cup, temples have more white hair, but the spirit of the head is very good, and Xu Qing fun.

I watched him grow up and talk about girlfriends. Now I'm a father, whether it's elder or younger, or forget to make friends. In a word, I'm familiar with him.

After Xu Qing moved away, he was a little lonely.

Two people sat at the gate of the community, each holding tea, with a large pram beside them.

Not far from the neighborhood, under the tree, uncle Zhao's little grandson is no longer the little fart he used to be. He has grown up a lot. He didn't go to school at the weekend. He was playing with his mobile phone under the tree. He could hear the sound of the whole army attacking.

Standing next to a chubby child, but did not take a mobile phone, put on a posture, very serious, eyes have been to this Piao, and embarrassed to say anything.

If you are older and understand something, you will be embarrassed to go after others and ask the master to learn martial arts.

But his mind has not changed. At the beginning, Jiang He held a dog like heroine in one hand, which was deeply branded in his mind. He has always believed that there are martial arts in the world.

"The child is practicing martial arts?" Xu Qing looks interesting. In her impression, it seems that when she lived here, a little fat man followed Jiang He to learn kung fu.

"Well, I often see him practicing. Let alone losing weight, it's very useful. He's very solid. He's so happy that he won't lose money in that fight."

"The child has a future."

Xu Qing nodded. The posture of the horse's step was very standard. It hadn't been deformed for so long. It was much stronger than he had been.

"That Xiaojiang in your family opened a florist to sell flowers?"

"Well, it's just over there. It's three roads to the corner."

Xu Qing gently shakes the stroller and points to the distance.

"That's good."

Uncle Zhao praised, as if he thought of something and laughed with pride.

"Before the police asked about your daughter-in-law, your aunt Cheng and I both said that she has lived here for several years. You usually buy vegetables and cook. You have a good life as a child." Uncle Zhao said in a slightly low voice, holding a cup to drink water, eyebrow wrinkles stretch with the action of picking eyebrows, "your aunt Cheng didn't even say that she was holding a knife when she first came here. How about that? I have already said that you are living a good life."

"Ha ha, thanks to Uncle Zhao."

I came here with a knife

Xu Qing thinks about it. It seems that the first person Jiang he meets is aunt Cheng. She ignores it all the time.

Anyway, it's all over. The little old lady is the florist now.

In the distance, the setting sun is slanting. One old and one young and two children are sitting at the gate of the old community to enjoy their leisure time.