Chapter 71

Back in Petersburg, Anna felt like she was in another world.

Compared with the fresh and comfortable atmosphere in the suburbs, the air in the city seems to be full of noisy and flashy atmosphere.

Andre has been in Russia for too long.

"For another week, I don't understand how they think it's been too long." Andre complained.

Charlie patted him on the shoulder and gave him a light smile. "Maybe they're afraid you'll grow horns out of their sight." He made a funny long horn gesture and made Andrea laugh.

Two boys are gabbling in the carriage. Anna looks at them and sighs.

She had never met such a good friend herself.

Anna was, and still is, very easy to get along with others. Although she is not always the oldest, she can always take care of others, but the giggling girls in her place do not always understand some of her stereotypical ideas. Sometimes she felt like she was born in the wrong era.

Anna doesn't rely on electronics, and she's never very social. When people talk about her, almost no one says she's not good, just like "ah, it's a good girl.". It is rich in praise, but not good.

Fortunately, there is always a world of her own in her heart.

Her eyes are clear and her heart is happy, so she always sees the best side of things. It's like now, out of admiration, Anna looks out of the carriage window.

She appreciates the delicacy of the times, the pedestrians on the old streets, the street lamps on the corner, and the women with children. Some wore Satin skirts, some wore plain coarse cloth, and some children from poor families were playing around on the street, because the weather was getting warmer and warmer, each of them showed his thin legs.

"Are we here?" Andrea asked.

The boy's hair is a little messy, but his face is red. He is a little grumpy when he sips his mouth. Now he is completely gone, just like an ordinary little boy with some sweetness.

Anna raises her hand and tries to smooth Andre's hair, who shakes her head and still doesn't like the contact.

"All right." She sighed, pretending to be sad.

"You can touch mine." Charlie said, and put out the golden cerebellar pouch.

"You're not a pet." Andrea snorted.

"Oh, there's nothing wrong with being a pet." Charlie turned his eyes and said he got a stare, as if he were a traitor in a little man.

Anna was in a good mood. She touched Charlie's head and said, "listen, we're here."

"How do you know?" Charlie asked.

"Peter will kick the board when he is about to arrive." Anna explains.

After a while, Peter, the driver of the rickshaw, told them in a loud voice that they had arrived.

"I want a nice brooch." Andrea murmured, and then got out of the carriage, with the boy's characteristic impatience, but instead of flinging his head in, he was slightly impatient, waiting for Anna to get out of the carriage.

"Little gentleman." Anna made a joke, took Andrea's raised hand a little, and got out of the carriage.

The boy blushed a little.

Charlie said, "you know he adores your husband."

"Oh, shut up, Charlie." Said Andrea hastily, then pushed his friend. This time he was the first to run into the shop, with the blonde boy following him.

"Please wait around for a while." Anna said to the coachman.

Peter laughed in a relaxed tone: "you can watch them slowly. Master Andrey is a dutiful child

Anna knew that Peter was referring to Andrea's gift for her mother. Although at his age he began to want to let himself experience the impulse of growing up by being away from the care of his parents, his love for his mother was not less.

Seeing that the boy had already run to the store, Anna stepped in.

This is a jewelry store, which is quite popular in Petersburg recently.

Anna first found Andre and their location, and then began to look at the shop.

The owner is a middle-aged couple with a young daughter. But now I don't see the couple, only a busy woman.

The woman wore a plaid skirt. She was thin, but the lines of her shoulders and neck were very beautiful. Her red hair was simple but beautiful.

When Anna first came in, the girl was looking for something with her back to them. When she looked up and spoke to Anna with a lively face, they were both slightly surprised.

The young girl has a pair of slender eyebrows, pupil is a light glass color, with white skin, more showing a youthful and lively beauty, and the most amazing thing is that when the girl laughs, Anna thinks they are five points similar."Ah"

the little girl was still too young, because she was shocked, she couldn't help but blurt out. After that, the smile on the corner of her mouth dissipated and became a little scared. After all, Anna was dressed in splendid clothes, and every piece of jewelry and silk clothes on her body, as well as that bearing, told the little girl that the person in front of her was extraordinary.

And worst of all, she didn't know if this incredible similarity would upset the lady in front of her.

Anna guessed her idea from her worried face, so she said with a smile, "I thought your shop is very suitable for me because of the jewelry, but now it seems that maybe it's because I have a chance to see people who are quite similar to themselves in the world."

Hearing this, the girl raised her head cautiously, and was relieved to see that Anna was still smiling. She gave a shy smile.

"How kind of you, Madame." She said so, then introduced the ornaments to Anna in a more enthusiastic voice. It's as if Anna was a little amiable, and she suddenly turned the latter from a rich guest to a friend.

While listening to the girl's introduction, Anna thought carefully in her heart: "if she did not become Anna, or in this era, if she is still more lucky, it may be so simple and natural."

She was thinking about it, and then an audacious voice disturbed them.

"Good day, ma'am."

Anna looked up. Standing not far from her was a middle-sized man, about thirty years old, with white skin and thick shoulders, wearing a pair of gentleman's glasses and a neat three piece suit. She was not handsome, but she looked extremely elegant.

Next to him stood a girl about five years old, with curly black hair and the same brown eyes. Her skin was white and tender. She was wearing a red cloak and holding a doll in her hand. She was quiet and lovely.

"What can I do for you? Sir. " Anna asked, looking up with reserve.

The gentleman's face was a little red. It seemed that the next words made him a little difficult to speak. However, after sorting out a few words, he still said, "I have a cold request."

Anna raised her eyebrows. "Please go on, sir."

"I really shouldn't do it." The man said sincerely that the blush on his face had gone down and became extremely modest.

"But that brooch is very important to me. It is really suitable for a person, if you are willing to part with it."

"Brooch?" Anna was puzzled, and soon understood, because Andre and Charlie were walking briskly towards her.

"That's it." Said the man softly, his eyes resting on the brooch in Andre's hand.

It was really a very unique brooch. Although there is no decorative streamer brilliant gem, but it is very small, and looks very lively. Most people will find this colorless decoration very monotonous, but it is also unique enough.

"It's not mine. It's not me that you should ask." Anna said with a smile.

Although Andre didn't know what was going on at first, he probably understood it by observing the conversation and actions of the adults. Just, he clenched the brooch and pursed his mouth. He didn't intend to let it out.

Everyone could see Andre's refusal. The man had intended to say something, but now he was just blushing with embarrassment.

Anna laughed and said, "obviously, if you have any necessary reason to want it, so does my nephew."

Some of his daughters did not leave with regret.

After they left, Andrea whispered, "I thought"

"why?" Anna asked. She was looking at some accessories suitable for little girls. She did not forget her niece Lucia, the shy little girl.

"Thought you would let me let it out." Andre said that he did not look at Anna, but at Charlie who was talking to the owner's daughter not far away. Obviously, he was embarrassed by the words.

"Let out?" Anna repeated, then stopped.

She looked down at Andrea and said with a smile, "how could you have such a strange idea. It belongs to you. How could I ask you that? "

Andrea glances at Anna secretly, and blushes again when he sees the other person staring at him all the time and smiling. "Don't people always do that?" he said with a bit of awkwardness

"Ask others to let things out for some unreasonable face or something, even if it is clearly liked by others."

"Sometimes." Anna probably understood that Andrea had been asked to.

As if encouraged, Andre complained softly, "is a compliment so important? Even deprive me of what I like? "Anna couldn't help patting Andre on the shoulder, feeling like a little dog that had been kicked.

"I don't know what others think, but I hope I respect you all the time?"

Andrea glanced up at Anna and murmured.

After a while, while Anna had picked out a gift for Lucia, the boy next to her whispered, "you are not very like other adults."

Anna blinks, but Andrea has run away.

When they buy something and leave, Andre walks up to Anna. He hooks Anna's finger, but his eyes are elsewhere.

Charlie looked at it, then grinned. He said nothing but took Anna's other hand.

Anna looked around at the two boys, then laughed and led them back.

The author has something to say: brother Bambi doesn't believe in Santa Claus

the day after tomorrow is Christmas. Bambi's sister is very excited and repeats it for the 100th time

sister Bambi: will Santa really give me a gift? Looking forward to face

brother Bambi: tired of face

in five minutes

sister Bambi: really, really remember? The last time I ate candy, I was a bad boy

Bambi brother: I can't bear it. Christmas is all fake gifts that Dad put in the socks after you fell asleep

Bambi younger brother: no pressure to sleep

Bambi brother: no pressure to fall asleep

the next day, Bambi brother was sick, very serious, in the evening, Bambi brother solemnly wrote a letter in the socks:

to Christmas Old man, if you are real, please make him better.

Later, xiaobanbi's disease was really better.

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