I'm really immortal

The plum blossoms welcome the seasonal rain, and the vastness marks the late spring.

It rained in the afternoon.

After the peach blossom rain during the Qingming Festival, the plum rain at the Dragon Boat Festival has come again. For Liu Changan, this is not an annoying thing. Most people who have nothing to do and have free time will feel that rainy days make laziness more natural.

For students from Junsha, it is of course annoying. Few people check the weather forecast, they don’t bring umbrellas when they go out in the morning, and it rains non-stop in the afternoon.

The plum rains in 1954 were particularly long, lasting more than two months, triggering a rare flood year in history, while the plum rains in 1958 only lasted for two or three days, triggering a severe drought.

The wild geese are wet and the flowers are more colorful.

Liu Changan looked for many designs and colors, but was not very satisfied with them. He spent the whole afternoon painting, and painted many clothes, and also painted a lot of An Nuan. The colors on the clothes were different, and the beauties were also different in their laughter, shyness, and anger.

If there was a versatile person like Liu Changan thirty or forty years ago, he would probably be very popular if he did this, right? Bai Hui thought this while feeling sorry for An Nuan. People with many talents often end up giving up. They think they are very talented and arrogant, but in fact, in today's society, such talents are of little use. They just opened a studio, set up a stall to draw sketches for people, or took some jobs to draw portraits of dead people. Then they went from being eye-catching and beautiful in their student days to being depressed in reality, and venting their anger due to an unbalanced mentality. to your girlfriend or wife.

Of course there are those who come forward, but aren’t they few?

Moreover, it is very common for people in the art world to fall into depravity by beating their wives, having mistresses, and having all kinds of messy indulgent parties.

If An Nuan was smarter, she would eventually leave Liu Changan. When the time comes, will Liu Changan burst into tears while holding the portraits he painted today, or will he be so angry that he will tear these paintings into pieces to vent his hatred? Bai Hui sympathized with Liu Changan for a while.

Throughout the afternoon, Bai Hui sympathized with An Nuan, and then with Liu Changan. In the end, she didn't know what she was thinking. In short, Liu Changan was a very annoying person.

Liu Changan skipped the last class and came to Ziping Street without caring that he didn't bring an umbrella.

This is an old street. In today's pursuit of style standards, the old street certainly has some feelings and status. If you want to add the word old street to the text, write something about the surprise discovery of a handmade shop in the old street The owner of the shop narrated the story about how he spent the lazy rainy season reading here in the charming afternoon. When these things were posted on social media, I suddenly felt that it would be better than posting a few photos and selfies of my trip here. The best friends in the small town of Narola are on a different level.

There used to be a large chastity archway at the entrance of Ziping Street. When it was still rigid in the Qing Dynasty, this entire street belonged to the Lan family of Kaibufang. However, it naturally fell into decline later. After the liberation, after many twists and turns, the old Lan family now His descendants opened a used bookstore not far away, and people called him Boss Lan.

Of course Liu Changan didn't go to Boss Lan today to buy books or play chess. Although this street has changed beyond recognition, it still retains the original industry layout. In addition to the rare fabric stores now, there are also Hunan embroidery shops and clothing stores for middle-aged and elderly people, as well as Liu Changan's shop. The tailor shop I found... now calls it private customization.

Walking through the sycamore trees that are dripping with rain half way down the street, in the gloomy weather, the four-storey store with floor-to-ceiling windows is very dazzling. Explanation is the name of the store.

The store wasn't this big before, but looking at the name Weng Si Mei on the small seal next to the store name, it probably meant that the owner hadn't changed.

Shuo Jie is taken from Shuo Wen Jie Zi. The shop owner believes that making clothes is the same as making characters. Each character is different, with different sounds, shapes and meanings. The same goes for clothes. Different clothes require different people to wear them. They have different styles and different interpretations, hence the name of the store Jianjie.

The entire front of the store is full of floor-to-ceiling glass windows. There are steps up one side and down the steps on the other side. Liu Changan walked up from this side and saw many open umbrellas on the other side. A group of figures seemed to be waving in waves. The gathered women walked down.

One of them was Qin Yanan, and the other woman with hair tied up like a ponytail seemed to have a different identity. One person held an umbrella for her, another held her arm, and someone hurried to open a Bentley parked not far away. .

Qin Yanan sent the woman to the bottom of the steps without going far. When she came back, she saw Liu Changan standing on the steps.

Why are you here? Qin Yanan looked at the time, Did you skip class? You didn't bring an umbrella!

After all, she was a cousin. Seeing her little cousin, who was absolutely not allowed to be here at the end of get out of class, drenched in water, Qin Yanan consciously integrated into her own identity and role.

Who is that pretty little girl?

The muscles in the corners of Qin Yanan's eyes jumped. Fortunately, the air today was moist and thick, and her breathing was not so rapid, so she did not hold her chest.

Pretty little girl? Qin Yanan felt that what this cousin said was really interesting. He would be beaten sooner or later in the future. Qin Yanan was funny and angry, That's Zhu Juntang's mother, Mrs. Zhu San!

I said that the profile of her face looks a bit startlingly familiar. It turns out she is Zhu Juntang's mother. Liu Changan nodded. Mrs. Zhusan has a plump figure. Although she is not as tall as Qin Yanan, her legs are slender and her steps are elegant and gentle. She has the charm of a beautiful lady in misty rain, which is more ethereal than Zhu Juntang, who calls herself a fairy.

What are you doing here? Go back and change clothes quickly. Be careful of catching a cold. Qin Yanan wanted to drive him back.

Why did I catch a cold? Liu Changan asked, What are you doing here?

I ordered some fabrics of various colors to make clothes. The goods arrived today. I'm here to pick out the colors. Qin Yanan then remembered that the real person she wanted to make clothes for was right in front of her. She couldn't help but feel a little awkward and guilty. She just wanted to let him go quickly. , Okay, we only sell women's dresses here. We won't accept you if you come here.

I'll buy some cloth, you can spread some for me.

You're welcome!

You almost want to be my fiancée, why should I be polite? Liu Changan shook his head.

I have an acquaintance here! Qin Yanan's face was hot. She had told Zhu Juntang about this matter. If others knew that her family had found a blind date for her who was in her senior year of high school, would she still have this face?

Okay, you can spread the cloth evenly with me.

You are so annoying! Qin Yanan rolled her eyes at him and tugged on his moist shoulder, Then you have to promise me to go home as soon as you get the cloth.

good.

Walking in, Qin Yanan brought a towel over and threw it to Liu Changan so that he could wipe his hair first. A pretty woman in her early thirties walked in from the outside. She was Wang Jiangzi, the daughter of the old tailor who had just sent away Mrs. Zhusan.

It is said that Weng Simei named her daughter Jiangzi because she liked the purple fabric. When dyeing fabrics in ancient times, purple dye was the rarest and most difficult to make, which also means that conceiving a daughter was not easy.

Any craftsman who gradually becomes famous cannot be in the store all the time. Wang Jiangzi is usually the one taking care of the store.

Miss Qin, who is this? Wang Jiangzi knew Qin Yanan's identity, and her tone was naturally polite and warm.

Liu Chang'an, my cousin, he said he wanted to spread some cloth on me. Qin Yanan said directly.

Wang Jiangzi smiled and said, Why do you want some cloth?

Making clothes. Liu Changan knew Weng Simei, otherwise he wouldn't have come here. He had also met Wang Jiangzi when he was a child, but Wang Jiangzi naturally didn't recognize him now.

Then you want to bring your...your friend here? Wang Jiangzi said, You have to bring someone here to measure the clothes before they can be made.

All I need is fabric. I can make clothes myself.

Wang Jiangzi looked at Qin Yanan, who nodded.

Wang Jiangzi didn't wonder how a boy of this age could make clothes. He just said: Okay, but the material of each color is only enough to make one piece. He picked the color you like. If you want it again, , we have to wait for the next batch.”

It doesn't matter. Qin Yanan said generously.

Liu Changan had a good eye, and he picked out Qin Yanan's favorite piece of fabric. Qin Yanan had to tell him not to waste it. If it didn't work, he would take it to the store to have it altered.

He wants to make clothes for Zhu Juntang? Or for that little girl from the high school affiliated with me? This little cousin, you can’t tell that he is a romantic seed, but he is really good at pleasing girls.

There are more updates today