Chapter 133

"Here comes the little tiger. Come in quickly. Isn't it painful to bring the children here in such a cold day?"

Dr. Wang and his wife parked the car. The boy jumped out of the car and arched around in the old lady's arms.

"Dad, what about the ShaQima and sponge cake for grandpa and grandma?" the boy urged. Dr. Wang was helpless. Who was this firecracker like temper like?

Nurse Zhou chuckled and carried the ShaQima and sponge cake she bought last night from her husband's bicycle basket. "Here you are. You have to carry it in for your grandparents, but don't eat it."

The little tiger raised his head like a proud little cock: "I won't steal it. Grandma Xiaohua will give me delicious food when I go back. It's not bad."

Dr. Wang teased him: "I don't know who cried in the morning."

As soon as the tiger's eyes turned, it was like he didn't hear it. He held the old lady's arm and offered a treasure: "grandma, we have a new granny Jiang. The cooking is delicious and the cake is delicious. My father bought it from granny Jiang last night. Do you and grandpa try it?"

The little tiger said with a loud and clear mouth. The old lady smiled and lost her teeth. The child was smart.

"Well, your grandfather and I will try how delicious the dessert made by grandma Jiang..."

Dr. Wang's family is just a small episode. Jiang Chan has done something, even if she hasn't taken it to heart. She has some money on hand. Seeing that it is time for the new year, Jiang Chan is going to buy some clothes for Xiaohua and herself.

Xiaohua is still wearing other people's old clothes, which are worn by the children of doctors and nurses. Although they are clean, Jiang Chan always feels a little upset.

Xiaohua is the happiest. She heard that Jiang Chan didn't go to the canteen today and was going to buy her new clothes in the city. Happily, she jumped three feet high.

Jiang Chan also specially asked Dr. Wang to borrow a bike. Xiaohua sat on the back seat of the bike, holding Jiang Chan's clothes tightly with her small hands.

"Milk, did you buy cloth and make it yourself? Milk used to make clothes for me." Xiaohua's voice was full of expectation.

Jiang Chan held the car handle tightly and made clothes? She's been a gangster all her life. Let her go. She'd rather make some cakes.

"Xiaohua, we are going to buy ready-made clothes. Ready-made clothes are more beautiful, and the clothes are not warm enough."

"Oh, there are new clothes!" Xiaohua cheered in the back seat. Jiang Chan was also happy. Although today's days are poor, they are all developing in a good direction.

Now that the snacks have been sold for some time, Jiang Chan has a little money on hand. Not much, dozens of yuan, but there is still money for Xiaohua to buy clothes.

Take Xiaohua to what nurses call the free market. As soon as she goes in, Xiaohua's eyes are straight. There are too many choices. Little girl, look at this and then that.

In Jiang Chan's opinion, these clothes styles are very old. She was greatly influenced by Liang Chen in the last world. Naturally, she can't see these styles.

But in the eyes of others, it is already fashionable. Jiang Chan adheres to the fast and accurate style. With a slight sweep of her eyes, she selects three coats and four pairs of trousers for Xiaohua.

Xiaohua is a little timid: "there are too many milk. I can't wear so much. I want a set. Buy it for grandma."

The shopkeeper smiled and said, "aunt, your granddaughter is so filial."

Jiang Chan slightly softened her eyebrows and eyes: "this year is the first year for Xiaohua and milk. Be happy and dress up beautifully. Milk clothes will be bought later."

"Boss, just these things. You wrap them for me first."

Jiang Chan will bargain. Although she is usually silent, she has a clear mind. After a battle of words, the shopkeeper was willing to bow down: "I said, aunt, you are a real person and don't show your face. The price..."

Ginger cicada pursed her lips: "there's no way. We small families can make a living."

The shopkeeper Yu Zu.

Shopping is really addictive. Jiang Chan took Xiaohua all over the free market. Finally, bags were hung on the faucet of the car. Xiaohua is frightened to see the ground. Jiang Chan is ready to go to the shop on one side, which still sells children's clothes.

Xiaohua closed her eyes and pulled Jiang Chan's sleeve: "milk, we don't buy it. If we buy it again, we should have no money!"

The little girl looked at Yuan Chan's hands with fewer and fewer tickets. She was worried. Seeing that Jiang Chan stopped, she said again, "milk, just enough clothes to wear. We should save... Save the money!"

No matter how serious Jiang Chan was, she was amused by the little girl. Jiang Chan found that Xiaohua seems to be a little money addict. Every time she sees money coming in, her eyes are bright. It's a pain in the flesh to see money going out.

To tell the truth, Jiang Chan bought it all the way. It depends more on the little girl's expression and the changes of her little face all the way. Jiang Chan had a coke in her heart.

She stopped like a stream of good advice: "all right, let's not buy it. Now let's go to another place."

Xiaohua's voice was sharp: "milk, where else do you spend money?"

Jiang Chan reluctantly touched Xiaohua's braid: "no, let's make money, you little money fan."

Xiaohua relaxed when she heard that she was making money. She pursed her lips: "milk, let's not buy so many clothes and buy more food. Milk should be fatter and clothes should be enough to wear."

As soon as I heard this, I knew that the child was a man of life, and the shopkeepers who heard it showed a kind smile. It was a pity that the little man could say such a thing. When he saw Xiaohua's right face, everyone shook his head with regret.

Jiang Chan rode around with xiaohua seven turns and eight turns. It took more than half an hour to find her destination.

"Xinxin Food Factory, Xiaohua, these words read Xinxin Food Factory, you should remember."

Jiang Chan's education to Xiaohua is anytime, anywhere. As long as she sees the words around her, she will consciously tell Xiaohua.

"I know the characters of the factory. I don't know the others. Let me have a look." Xiaohua stared at the factory sign. An old man in the reception room saw that Jiang Chan and Xiaohua were standing here and came to inquire.

Xiaohua will not shrink when she sees a stranger. She looks up and stands beside Jiang Chan. Only with Jiang Chan around, she is not afraid of anything.

"Hello, I'm looking for your director Liu. He made an appointment with me the day before yesterday. He arrived at ten o'clock in the morning. I'm Jiang Chan."

As soon as Jiang Chan reported her name, uncle knew. He helped Jiang Chan put his bike away and led Jiang Chan and Xiaohua to Director Liu's office.

Liu Yuan is pacing back and forth in the office. He has been in a mess recently. Recently, the business of their Xinxin Food Factory has fallen sharply. He is anxious to get angry for this matter.