Volume 6: Summer Chapter 10: Painting
Ruolan's face suddenly turned red.
When the man opened his mouth to say something, she stopped him and said, "Stop talking."
Then she took out her cell phone and transferred the balance to Chen Nan.
"What about these picture albums?" Chen Nan confirmed with her.
Ruolan hesitated for a moment, then she said, "Cash on delivery." She lowered her head and typed on her phone, saying, "I've sent you the address."
Chen Nan clicked to collect the money.
Ruolan and the man walked away in silence, pulling their suitcases.
When they walked out of the store, they ran into Jiang You who was coming back from buying milk tea.
"Eh? Gone?" Jiang You asked.
"Yes, to catch a plane." Ruolan took the man's hand and hurried away.
Jiang You looked at their backs.
After they walked for a distance, they stopped and seemed to have some dispute. Ruolan took a small step back and almost stepped on her skirt. After standing firm, she yelled at the man, then picked up the suitcase and walked forward quickly.
The man stopped for a few seconds and immediately chased after him.
After seeing them disappear around the corner, Jiang You turned around and walked into the bookstore. He took out the milk tea from the bag and handed it to Chen Nan, Lin Yu, and Xiao Liu. "When I came in, they were just leaving. Did they have a fight?"
"They wanted to use the album to pay the balance, but I didn't agree." Chen Nan answered him.
"Did you pay it later?"
"I have."
Jiang You inserted the habit into the lid of the milk tea. He took a sip of the milk tea watermelon and said, "Just pay it."
"It might be that man's idea. He was the one who proposed the purchase restriction before," Xiao Liu added. She said, "I originally contacted Mrs. Ruolan directly. I don't know what the relationship between this man and her is."
"Boyfriend?" Lin Yu guessed.
"It's really like a flower stuck in cow dung. When Mrs. Ruolan drew the signature painting, he complained that it was too complicated," Xiao Liu complained, "He even had the nerve to say that he was doing us a favor," she looked at Jiang You, "it was Mrs. Ruolan who stopped him and paid the money. Really, if you want to save money, don't impose purchase restrictions."
Jiang You looked at the remaining albums and asked, "What about these?"
"Send it and pay on delivery. Luckily you guys came here today, otherwise Xiao Liu and I wouldn't be able to explain it clearly." After Chen Nan took a sip of the smoothie, she put the cup aside and began to organize the album and surrounding items.
Seeing this, Jiang You and Lin Yu helped move the tables and chairs back to their original positions.
After the four of them worked for a while, the bookstore returned to its original appearance and tranquility. Lin Yu left first, and Jiang You found a copy of "Hong Fu's Night Run" from the bookshelf. He half-lay on the sofa, drank a smoothie, read the book, and gradually fell asleep. In the evening, Chen Nan woke him up, and they returned to the insect house together.
Jiang Mo sat on the swing, biting a camphor leaf in his mouth.
Behind him, pomegranate flowers blossomed, blooming in the golden pink afterglow of the sunset.
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The next day, Jiang You overslept and woke up at noon. The sun was shining brightly and it looked very hot. So he turned on the air conditioner, ordered takeout, and found a drama to watch. Who knew he couldn't stop watching it? He watched the latest episode day and night and slept for another 18 hours.
He touched the flesh on his belly and felt that it was thicker, so he decided to end his vacation and go to work first, and then start his normal life tomorrow, including exercise and opening the store.
He went to work first.
Open the office door.
Hearing the noise, Sun Yu walked out of the door of the small conference room and said, "Brother Jiang, you are here?"
"When did you come back?" Jiang You asked.
"Arrived on Sunday."
"I was going to come over on Monday."
Jiang You walked into the meeting room and saw Zhao Cai lying in a hammock, looking quite comfortable. As soon as he walked to the hammock, Zhao Cai jumped down. Jiang You was prepared, reached out, grabbed its back and lifted it up.
He looked at Zhaocai's face and said, "Long time no see, did you miss me?"
The talent turned his head hard.
Jiang You said: "My son misses you too."
"Meow!"
Jiang You walked back with Zhao Cai in his arms and sat down on his computer chair. "Did Chu Cheng say anything to you when you left?"
"Old Chang invited me to dinner alone and asked me about some things about Tangjiang Special Branch. He was very tactful in his questions and didn't mention anything that was difficult to mention."
"He's a nice guy."
"By the way, Brother Jiang..."
"What's wrong?"
"Did the section chief tell you when she would be back?"
"Maybe three to five days," Jiang You stroked the fur on Zhaocai's back, "It's hard to say. There's no sun or moon in the mountains."
"We have started decorating our new office and we will probably be able to move in next month ."
"Which floor is it on?" Jiang You asked.
"The top floor, the only room left is on the top floor."
"The rooftop has a good view. I want to let Zhaocai live with me for a while and help me bring in some customers."
"Okay." Sun Yu agreed.
After chatting with Sun Yu for a while and listening to Sun Yu's recent events and some gossip in the bureau, Jiang You left with Zhao Cai. After arriving at Wenhua Street, he first found a store selling art supplies nearby and bought brushes, picture frames, canvases, and large tubes of paint. Then he carried the cat bag in one hand and the picture frame in the other, while also carrying a large plastic bag containing painting supplies.
After walking about a kilometer with the weight, he returned to the store panting and sweating.
He put the things on the ground, opened the cat bag first, released the trick before coming out, took a breath, then put the picture frame in place and covered it with canvas. After doing all this, he held his waist, raised his head and shouted in the direction of Jiang Mo 's room, "Jiang Mo, come down, it's time for you to paint."
After waiting for a long time, there was no movement.
Jiang You ran into the store.
Zhaocai looked around, then cautiously took one step forward, then another step, and then his body relaxed. He rushed to the edge of the flower bed and found a comfortable position to sit down.
Soon, Jiang You came down with Jiang Mo in his arms. When he passed the long table, he picked up a chair with his free left hand. He walked to the picture frame, put down the chair, and put Jiang Mo on the chair. After adjusting the height of the picture frame, he stuffed a brush and a paint into Jiang Mo's hand, "I've asked around. You just need to squeeze the paint on it. It's faster than painting with watercolor pens. Children's Day is coming soon. We can't waste it any longer."
Jiang Mo looked at Jiang You, then looked at the paint in his hand.
The lid unscrewed and fell to the ground.
Just as a look of relief appeared on Jiang You's face, he saw Jiang Mo's hand squeeze the paint, and the blue paint instantly sprayed onto his face.
Jiang You wiped his face, and when he saw Jiang Mo trying to escape, he grabbed him, then pushed his paint-stained hand against Jiang Mo's face and rubbed it several times. After letting go, he admired Jiang Mo's face for a while, "I think I have artistic talent too."
Jiang Mo kicked Jiang You in the stomach.
"Okay, I'll let you go today," Jiang You put him on the ground, "Tomorrow, I'll start losing weight and you'll paint. It's a deal."
