"Brother Pang's eyes are very good, and I like the blue stone color best," Gu Qingtong said with a smile as he turned to the shopkeeper. "Shopkeeper, how much cloth do you need to make a robe with my brother's stature?"
"Then I will measure it for you. The satin is expensive. I dare not tell you to spend the money wrongly." The shopkeeper went to look for the ruler at the same time.
Pang Yi frowned and asked Gu Qingtong, "didn't it mean to make clothes for Mr. Chen? How can I be measured? "
"Isn't my cousin too busy to follow?" Gu Qingtong was so busy that he said with a smile, "I look at elder brother Pang. You are worth about the same as my cousin, but you are stronger. You should wear clothes about the same size. Elder brother Pang, do you want to be a good man and send Buddha to heaven? Help me again! "
Pang Yi was impatient for a long time, but he couldn't say anything to Gu Qingtong's smile. He felt that he was too inhumane and didn't say anything at the moment. The shopkeeper took a ruler to measure him.
After buying the cloth to make Chen Qingxuan's clothes, Gu Qingtong was reluctant to leave. He also looked at the colorful cloth of the opposite woman's household.
"Girl, do you want to make clothes for yourself?" The shopkeeper's face was full of laughter and hurried to Gu Qingtong again. He took out several rolls of cloth from the shelf and introduced them to Gu Qingtong. "Girl, you see, these are all materials that arrived only years ago. The color is beautiful and they are suitable for you to wear." the shopkeeper said, glancing at pangyi, who was in place, and whispered to Gu Qingtong, "girl, this is to buy men's materials and women's materials Materials, I'm afraid they don't have to hurry to make wedding clothes, do they? "
"Shopkeeper, don't talk nonsense!" Gu Qingtong's face was red, and he also glanced at pangyi secretly. He whispered to the shopkeeper, "brother Pang and I are not..."
"I know!" The shopkeeper's busy and considerate answer, laughing and saying to Gu Qingtong, "even if we haven't got a marriage yet, I'm afraid we have to get one, right? Girl, you have a good eye. The young man is not only in the middle of his face, but also in the frame of his body. When I measured him just now, he was a good guy, but he was full of strong tendons
"You are faster than saying..." Gu Qingtong's face is not as red as words. He wipes it with a pad, turns around and shouts to Pang Yi, "brother Pang, do you come here to see whether it's beautiful in water or silver?"
Pang Yi can't tell the difference between the red and the silver. As soon as he looks at the deep and gentle red on the counter, he feels the pain in his head. At the moment, he says to Gu Qingtong, "you can choose whatever color you like."
"Alas!" Gu Qingtong replied crisply, while choosing the silver red material, she asked the shopkeeper to pull four feet of red silk for her. She looked at the red silk, and was excited and moved. Finally, she was going to make a wedding dress for herself.
The shopkeeper wrapped Yiying's cloth for two or three yuan. Gu Qingtong had only one or two silvers on his body. He had no plan to buy cloth for himself at first. The natural money was not enough. Gu Qingtong felt the red silk and was reluctant to return it. At present, he had to ask pangyi to borrow money in a hurry: "brother Pang, do you have any silver on you? Can Can I borrow some first? "
Pang Yi could not stay for a long time. At present, he took two or three silver coins directly from his bosom and handed them to the shopkeeper. He walked out with a few bags and said to Gu Qingtong, "when is it convenient for you to return them to me, don't worry."
"Thank you very much, brother Pang." Gu Qingtong happily follows pangyi out of the cloth shop.
"Nothing to buy?" Pang Yi puts the package in the car and turns to ask Gu Qingtong.
"No, no," Gu Qingtong shook his head in a hurry. He came to get on the carriage. Maybe the shadow of the wrestling was still there. Gu Qingtong stood in front of the carriage and hesitated a little. Then he said to pangyi in a funny way: "brother Pang, can you help me? The carriage is too high. "
Pang Yi did not speak. He went over calmly, holding Gu Qingtong's arm, and helped her to the carriage.
"Thank you very much, brother Pang!" Gu Qingtong's face can't contain her excitement, and she follows Pang Yi with joy and shame.
"Sit down." Pang Yi got on the carriage, swung his whip, and the horse galloped away.
On the second floor of the teahouse across the street, xiao'an sat by the window and looked coldly at the moving carriage. His hands in his sleeves were clenched into fists.