Liu Changan

Meishi welcomes the rain, and the boundlessness is late spring.

It rained in the afternoon.

After the peach blossom rain in the Qingming Festival, the plum rain in the Dragon Boat Festival came again. For Liu Changan, this was not an annoying thing. Most people who have nothing to do and leisure will think that the rainy day makes the lazy state more natural.

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

The Meiyu in 1954 was extremely long, lasting more than two months, which caused a rare flood year in history, while the Meiyu in 1958 lasted only two or three days, causing a severe drought.

The geese are wet and the flowers are stained more freshly.

Liu Changan found a lot of colors, but he was not very satisfied. He painted all afternoon. He drew a lot of clothes, and he also drew a lot of An Nuan.

If there were such a versatile person as Liu Changan three to forty years ago, he would probably be very popular for doing this, right?Bai Hui thought about it, and felt sorry for An Nuan. People with many talents often give up at the beginning and end. They think they are very talented and proud, but in fact, in today's society, this kind of talent is useless. It's just to open a studio, set up a booth to draw sketches for people, or accept some work for painting portraits of the dead, and then they have changed from being eye-catching and beautiful in their student days to being downcast in reality, venting their anger when their mentality is out of balance For your girlfriend or wife.

Of course there are those who are in their early years, but aren’t they rare?

Moreover, it is very rare and common for people in the art world to beat their wives, play mistresses, and throw all kinds of messy indulgent parties.

If An Nuan had been smarter, she would have left Liu Chang'an in the end. When Liu Chang'an held the portraits he painted today, would he be tearing up, or would he be burning with anger and tear up these paintings to vent his hatred?Bai Hui sympathized with Liu Chang'an for a while.

For the whole afternoon, Bai Hui sometimes sympathized with An Nuan, sometimes sympathized with Liu Chang'an, but in the end she didn't know what she was thinking, anyway, Liu Chang'an was extremely annoying.

Liu Changan skipped the last class, didn't care that he didn't bring an umbrella, and came to Ziping Street.

This is an old street. In today's style pursuit standards, the old street certainly has some feelings and status. If you want to add the words "Old Street" in the text, write something in "Old Street" and find a handmade shop. The store, the owner’s story is told, and he read here in the charming afternoon to spend the rainy days. Things like this are posted on social media, and I suddenly feel like posting a few photos and selfies here. Positioned in Ma The girlfriends in the small town of Narola don't know how high they are.

There used to be a big chastity archway at the entrance of Ziping Street. When the Qing Dynasty was still stiff and stiff, this whole street belonged to the Lan family in Kaibufang, but it naturally fell into disrepair. After liberation, after many twists and turns, the old Lan family now His descendants opened an old bookstore not far away, and people call him Boss Lan.

Of course, Liu Changan did not go to buy books or play chess with Boss Lan today. Although this street has changed beyond recognition, it still retains the original industrial structure. In addition to the rare fabric stores now, there are Hunan embroidery shops and clothing stores for middle-aged and elderly people. The tailor shop I found is now called private customization.

Walking through the pattering and dripping sycamores on the half street, in the gloomy weather, the storefront with the whole floor-to-ceiling windows occupying four shops is very dazzling, and "Explanation" is the name of the store.

The store was not so big before, but judging by the name "Weng Simei" on the small seal next to the store name, it seems that the owner has not changed.

"Explanation" is taken from Shuowen Jiezi. The shop owner believes that making clothes is the same as making characters. The characters are all different, and the sound, shape and meaning are different. The same is true for clothes. Different clothes need different people to wear them, so they are different. Different styles and different interpretations, hence the name of the shop "Explain".

The entire front of the store is full of floor-to-ceiling glass windows. One side steps up and the other side steps down. Liu Changan walked up from this side and saw many umbrellas opened in round circles on the other side. A group of people with curves like waves The gathered women went down.

One of them is Qin Yanan, and the other woman whose hair is coiled like an elm coin seems to have a different identity. One is holding an umbrella for her, the other is holding her arm, and the other is rushing to open a Bentley parked not far away. .

Qin Yanan sent the woman down the steps, did not go far, walked back and saw Liu Changan standing on the steps.

"Why are you here?" Qin Yanan looked at the time, "You skipped class? You haven't brought your umbrella yet!"

After all, she was a cousin, and seeing her little cousin who absolutely couldn't be here at this time of normal get out of class, getting drenched, Qin Yanan consciously blended into her role.

"Who is that pretty little girl?"

The muscles in the corners of Qin Yanan's eyes twitched. Fortunately, the air was humid and heavy today, and her breathing was not so rapid, so she didn't press her chest.

"Pretty little girl?" Qin Yanan felt that this cousin's words were really interesting, he would be beaten sooner or later, Qin Yanan was funny and angry, "That's Zhu Juntang's mother, Mrs. Zhusan!"

"I said why the side face looks familiar. It turned out to be Zhu Juntang's mother." Liu Changan nodded. This Mrs. Zhusan has a plump figure. Although she is not as tall as Qin Yanan, her legs are slender, and her steps are graceful and gentle. She has the charm of Misty Rain, which is more celestial than Zhu Juntang who claims to be a fairy.

"What are you doing here, go back and change quickly, be careful of catching a cold." Qin Yanan wanted to drive him back.

"Why do I catch a cold?" Liu Changan asked back, "What are you doing here?"

"I ordered some fabrics of different colors to make clothes, and the goods arrived today, so I'll pick the colors." Qin Yanan remembered that the person he was going to target in making clothes was right in front of him, he couldn't help feeling a little awkward and guilty, and just wanted to let him go as soon as possible , "Okay, this place only makes women's dresses, you will not be accepted if you come here."

"I'll buy some cloth, and you'll mix it up for me."

"You're welcome!"

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

"There are my acquaintances here!" Qin Yanan's face was hot, and she told Zhu Juntang about this matter, if others knew that the family would find her a blind date in the third year of high school, would she still have this face?

"Okay, give me some cloth."

"You're really annoying!" Qin Yanan rolled his eyes at him, and tugged at his wet shoulders, "Then you have to promise me, and go home as soon as you get the cloth."

"it is good."

Going in, Qin Yanan came over with a towel and threw it to Liu Changan to let him wipe his hair first. A charming woman in her early thirties came in from the outside. It was Wang Jiangzi, the daughter of an old tailor who had just sent Mrs. Zhusan away.

It is said that Weng Simei named her daughter Crimson Purple because she likes crimson purple fabrics, and when dyeing ancient fabrics, purple dyes were the rarest and most difficult to make, which also implied that it was hard to get pregnant with her daughter.

It is impossible for any craftsman who has gradually become famous to sit in the shop all the time, and Wang Jiangzi usually takes care of the shop.

"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 mix some cloth with me." Qin Yanan said directly.

Wang Jiangzi smiled, "What do you want some cloth for?"

"Make clothes." Liu Changan knew Weng Simai, otherwise he wouldn't have come here. He also met Wang Jiangzi when he was a child, but now Wang Jiangzi naturally doesn't know him.

"Then you want to bring your friend here?" Wang Jiangzi said in a word, "You have to bring someone here, and you need to measure to make clothes."

"All I need is fabric, and I can make clothes myself."

Wang Jiangzi looked at Qin Yanan, who nodded.

Wang Jiangzi did not wonder how boys of this age can make clothes, but said: "Okay, but there is only enough material for each color to make one piece. He picked out the color you like. If you want more , we have to wait for the next batch.”

"It's okay." Qin Yanan said generously.

Liu Chang'an had a good eye, and he picked out Qin Yanan's favorite piece of fabric. Qin Yanan had no choice but to tell him not to waste money, if it was impossible, he would take it to the store to change it.

He wants to make clothes for Zhu Juntang?Or for the little girl in the middle school?This little cousin, it doesn't look like he's a romantic seed, but he's really good at pleasing girls.