Chapter 167 Big troubles can’t be caused, but small troubles keep happening

When we left the Meiying Studio, the sky was getting dark.

Jiang Shan looked up at the sky and saw a few big words flashing in the gray-blue clouds: I can't hold it in any longer.

"Grandma's," Jiang Shan cursed, forgot to take his umbrella, and started running towards the bus stop.

In fact, it’s not that Jiang Shan is forgetful. The main reason is that there are only two umbrellas at home, and they are both long.

Therefore, as long as it didn't rain when he went out, he didn't bother to carry it.

The heavy rain was quite bearable, and it wasn't until the moment Jiang Shan squeezed off the bus three stops later that it started to rain down.

"Grandma's," he muttered again, secretly sighing at Comrade Jiangshan's ill-fated fate, and started running.

"Second brother,"

In Pujiang Department Store, the closer you get to the clock counter, the bigger the silhouette of Jiang He becomes.

"Is the matter done?" Jiang He looked back at Lao San who hurried over.

For a moment, Jiang Shan could only focus on his watch: "It's not a big deal, so I just went over and did a small experiment."

Such a bizarre event as going to the Meiying Studio to do an experiment fell on Jiang He's ears, and everything turned out to be normal: "Success?"

"What?"

"Experiment."

"very successful."

"That's good," Jiang He pointed at a women's watch on the glass counter and said, "I want to buy this watch for Xiao Xiao."

Following the direction of the second brother's finger, Jiang Shanyi walked and looked over.

He really didn't expect that the watch styles of this era could actually dazzle him.

All steel, semi-steel, with diamonds, without diamonds, black dial, white dial...

Even the color and width of the wristband can make you confused for a long time.

Now the second child points to this women's watch, which is indeed small and exquisite.

Oval white dial, dark red calfskin strap, Jiang Shan looked at the price tag next to the watch: 228 yuan.

"Hey, you had already thought about it before I came here?"

"Well, I'm even optimistic about both of us."

After saying that, Jiang He pointed to the two diamond watches next to him: "All steel ones, both cost around 150."

"Okay," Jiang Shan didn't care about this at all: "I'll pick two more pieces for my parents and we can buy them together."

"Are the coupons enough?"

"Don't worry," Jiang Shan took out an envelope from his pocket and handed it to his second brother: "Director Hu of the translation factory gave it to me a while ago."

"So much?" Jiang He opened it and took a look, relieved a lot: "Would you like to buy a piece for the knife handle?"

Jiang Shan was categorical: "What kind of watch is this little girl wearing? It's been very uneasy outside recently."

"Okay, I'll listen to you."

So, under the attention of the two salesmen, the two Jiang brothers bought three men's watches and two women's watches as quickly as possible.

"Here," Jiang Shan officially handed over the watch: "Happy wedding!"

Jiang He glanced at the bag in his hand and couldn't help but smile: "Thanks."

Today, the gift that the third child gave me was not cheap.

Jiang He has always wanted a watch of his own a long time ago.

In this era, wearing a watch is not only for convenience, but also a yearning for material civilization among young people.

"We are all brothers, what's there to thank you for?" Seeing his second brother rarely smile for such a long time, Jiang Shan also became happy:

"What are you going to do right now? Go buy a sewing machine? But why did I hear that Sister Xiaoxiao doesn't know how to step on that thing?"

"Whether she steps on it or not, I have to buy it,"

"Okay, let's go take a look."

The popularity of weddings is changing rapidly these days.

But Lu Xiao had already used the bicycle and the radio. If he didn't prepare the other two items, Jiang He would be unable to pass his level.

In fact, neither Comrade Lu Xiao nor her family made any demands to Jiang He from the time the relationship was confirmed and the Civil Affairs Bureau obtained the certificate.

But the more this happened, the more Jiang He wanted to arrange everything for Lu Xiao.

The two big red suitcases at home have been filled to the brim for him.

The two brothers were strolling through the mall and stopped at the same time when they passed the electric fan counter.

Currently, there is only one floor-standing electric fan at home, and it has to be moved to the girls' dormitory next door from time to time.

The brothers have long been thinking about buying another one, but each time they were put off by the huge crowds of people.

"Oh my god," Jiang Shan pulled his neck and glanced at the back of the team: "The tail of this team can't even be seen."

"The tail is in the corridor." Jiang He felt deeply: "That's where I started lining up that day."

The key point is that many times before the queue is even halfway through, the salesperson will inform you that it is out of stock.

In the midsummer season, the most in-demand product is electric fans.

"Is there a queue at the sewing machine?"

"No, I've already seen it."

After struggling for a while, the two brothers from the Jiang family finally loaded a heavy cardboard box onto a tricycle.

Following the old rules, Jiang Shan still sits firmly in the carriage.

"Second brother," after lighting a cigarette, Jiang Shan looked at the objects piled on the tricycle: "You have spent a lot of money recently, haven't you?"

"It's okay, it's all money that should be spent," Jiang He glared at Miwa and took a cigarette lit by the third child: "Besides, you can still pay for the most expensive watch."

"Brother," Jiang Shan asked directly: "Have you ever thought about going to work in a regular unit?"

He seemed to have heard his second brother say before that he only wanted to be free to stay at home and make money.

But now that the opportunity is right in front of him, the first thing Jiang Shan thinks of is his second brother.

"Where are you going?" Jiang He asked casually, "Where are you going? I'm not at home."

"What about a unit like the American Film Studio?"

"Meiying Factory?" Jiang He paused for a moment, and after more than ten seconds said, "Let's forget it. I'm used to it. Besides, I also want to help you and the boss."

"Okay, I'll listen to you first," Jiang Shan didn't want to force his second brother: "Anyway, you can tell me when you want to go."

"Look at your tone," Jiang He smiled and blew out a puff of smoke: "You sound like you run your own factory."

"In a few days, it won't be difficult to open a factory," Jiang Shan shook his legs and said with a smile, "Just wait and see."

"Okay, I will definitely help you then."

On the main road of Pujiang City, two brothers on a tricycle were chatting about their plans.

The deeper the conversation, the happier the laughter becomes.

As dusk approached, the sky actually cleared up completely.

Jiangchuan and Ying Ruhua laughed and walked on the sidewalk.

The rays of light that turned the sky red splashed on the little girls' bodies, adding a touch of soft silken light to their snow-white necks.

The two streetwalkers, who looked like they were in their twenties, started following them as they walked out of the cinema.

The expression of obscenity that could not be concealed on his face made several people passing by couldn't help but take a few more glances.

Well, you can tell at a glance that it's not a good bird.

But these two people didn't care about the eyes of others at all.

He was just thinking about which intersection he should be at, and blocked the two young and innocent-looking girls in front of him, trying to act like a hooligan.

Gradually, the distance between the two pairs before and after became closer and closer.

The two little girls looked at each other and smiled from time to time, making the two behind them even more itchy.

"Little sister," one of the men, wearing only a blue vest, leaned forward with a smile: "Where are you going to play?"

Jiang Chuan and Ying Ruhua were startled by the tune that seemed to pop out of the gutter.

Goosebumps broke out on the back of my neck for no apparent reason.

Ying Ruhua was frozen on the spot, unable to move, holding Jiang Chuan's hand tightly, not daring to turn his head.

Jiang Chuan, who usually felt that he was bold, started to tremble now.

Bravely, he turned his head slightly and glanced.
To be continued...