Volume 2 Cold Dew Chapter 72: Fabrication
After eating and drinking and recognizing each other’s faces, Jiang You and Tang Butian said goodbye.
Carrying Jiang Mo out of Yipinhuacheng, Jiang You put Jiang Mo down and said, "Walk for a while by yourself." He shook his arms, "If you keep carrying me like this, my waistline won't go down, but my arm circumference will go up. Or maybe you will split, so I can lift one on each side every day."
They walked slowly towards the Cultural Street.
"Xu Jiaqi is quite good at recognizing people," Jiang You took out a candy box from his pocket, poured two mints into his palm, and handed the box to Tang Butian. "I looked at the head photos and felt that they all looked similar. She can recognize them roughly."
"What should we do after he goes to school?" Tang Butian poured out a candy and returned the candy box to Jiang You.
"What should we do?" Jiang You took the box.
"He doesn't speak, and the teacher calls on him and asks him to answer a question. What should he do?"
"He will speak when he needs to. He is not a monk. He doesn't need to practice the Zen of keeping silent." Jiang You looked at Jiang Mo staggering in front of him. "You are actually quite noisy, aren't you, Jiang Mo? The chatterbox Jiang Mo?"
Jiang Mo ignored him.
"How about sending you to Jinshan Temple to be a little novice monk?" Jiang You continued to tease him, "Come and sing a song, Master, I can't hold on any longer..."
Jiang Mo stopped and turned around.
At this time, they had already walked into the entrance of Cultural Street, and the shadows of the three people were lengthened by the sunlight.
Tang Butian saw Jiang You reach forward and grab a ball of spider silk. Then he walked to Jiang Mo, picked him up again, and smeared the spider silk on his clothes. He touched his head again, "Isn't it just asking you to walk a few more steps? Why are you holding a grudge like this?"
When they reached No. 42 Wenfeng Road, Tang Butian asked him, "Is what you said about Zhang Lin's tricks true?"
"How would I know?" Jiang You stepped into the insect house. "I'm not some relationship mentor or dating expert. I treat people with sincerity."
"and you……"
"I made it up on the spot." Jiang You put Jiang Mo on the swing and pushed it. He continued to move forward. "Let Old Xu rest assured. It's not that my daughter is too stupid, but that the routine is hard to guard against."
He walked up the steps, opened the door, yawned, and turned to look at Tang Butian, "Do you believe it?"
“That makes sense.”
"There are so many things that make sense, both positive and negative. Especially in liberal arts papers, in order to make the inferences logical, all kinds of nonsense are written down, which is a waste of paper."
"So you helped Xu Jiaqi break free from control?"
"It's not me," Jiang You looked at Jiang Mo lying down on the swing, "This area around Cultural Street is his territory, I don't know how big it is."
Jiang You paused for a moment and explained, "He has a strong sense of territory. If outsiders don't come to pay homage to him, they won't be able to mess around..."
He walked to the counter and said, "By the way, can you help me write the promotional advertisement?"
"What..." Before Tang Butian could finish her question, she saw Jiang You took out a small blackboard from somewhere. He took two steps outside, put the small blackboard on the long table, and then pushed it in front of Tang Butian. "Just write something like buy one get one free, 3 items at 50% off, etc., and also write that some products are on sale for 3 items for 20 yuan. I'm going to clear out the warehouse and then get some new goods, so that I can make some achievements next year."
"What are you going to achieve?"
"For example, to earn enough money to pay for water and electricity. Commercial water and electricity are expensive."
Jiang You found a box of colored chalks from the counter and placed them next to the blackboard. "Write beautifully so that people will want to come in."
Tang Butian looked at the chalk and then at the small blackboard.
She pulled out a blue chalk and made the first stroke.
“Why don’t you live in an apartment?”
"The feng shui here is good," Jiang You half leaned against the shop door. Jiang Mo sat up again. As the swing swayed, he took out a cigarette and a lighter from his pocket and lit them.
Smoke enters throat.
Then spit it out slowly.
"I have a senior schoolmate who is doing her internship in the same building as Panjin."
He heard Tang Butian's voice coming from inside the store.
"What did she find out?"
"She knows Lin Yang, the president of the Little Naughty Fan Club and an employee of Panjin Media. Lin Yang said that he is indeed a fan of Little Naughty 24. The company told him that there would be a discount if he bought the large-screen advertisement through the company's channels, so that the funds raised could be used more efficiently."
"What else?"
"there is none left."
“It’s not very efficient.”
"Yang Xuan has quit the group."
"Yeah, I'm always sad."
"Isn't it good to fly solo?"
"It fell down while flying," Jiang You smoked slowly, "Did I mention the book American Gods to you?"
"I saw it, it's boring."
"The Spirit of Faith is different from the true God. She only has a persona, but no works..."
“What happens if there is a work?”
"You will feel more at ease when you fall." Jiang You put out his cigarette and walked back to the store. Tang Butian was almost done writing. His handwriting was beautiful and the colors were comfortable. It looked quite literary and fresh.
Tang Butian put down the chalk.
After writing the promotional words, she drew a Chinese-style border with red chalk, which matched the style of the yard.
Jiang You walked out with the small blackboard and hung it on the hook beside the gate. After adjusting the position, he nodded with satisfaction.
Tangjiang Airport.
Zhang Lin waited for Wu Ya at the airport. He took the suitcase from Wu Ya and they walked towards the exit.
"Xu Jiaqi has completely broken free from control?" Wu Ya confirmed with Zhang Lin.
"The candle went out. Did you move something in her room that day and she found out? She is very careful and pays special attention to details."
"No way. I was very careful. Have you contacted her today?"
"I sent her a WeChat message at noon and asked her to have dinner with me in the evening, but she said she was not feeling well today and asked me to make an appointment another day."
Walk out of the airport and take a taxi.
In Zhang Lin's room, a half-burnt blue scented candle stood quietly on the desk.
