In this life, we don’t even talk about love dogs

Ye Ge stopped in front of a stall.

This small stall makes some handicrafts, such as clay sculptures, building block figures and other things.

Ye Ge's eyes focused on a red fan.

This red fan is similar to the kind used by ladies in ancient times. The red one is very festive.

A pair of mandarin ducks are embroidered on it.

To a young man, this fan looks very tacky, but in Ye Ge's opinion, it's actually just right.

If it was just such a small fan, Ye Ge actually didn't care much about it.

However, if Ye Ge remembered correctly, this fan seemed to be his first birthday gift to Zhan Yan?

But how is this possible?

It was during this summer vacation that I got to know Zhan Yan, so I didn't actually attend Zhan Yan's birthday this year.

I gave this fan to Xianyan when I was a junior in college.

That time, I also came to this place, this stall, and wanted to buy a gift for cigarettes, but inexplicably chose this fan in the end.

When I gave it away, I even said some greasy words, such as, "When we get married, you will look very good wearing a red wedding dress and holding a fan!"

In the end, when he and Zhan Yan got married, Zhan Yan really wore a red wedding dress and held the red fan that he had given her back then.

However, Ye Ge felt that he was indeed right, because Zhan Yan looked really good wearing a wedding dress and holding the fan he gave her.

The problem is that he gave it to me last year, so how could this fan appear a year in advance?

Ye Ge didn't think it was her mass production.

Because this stall owner seems to be a relatively wealthy little rich woman, setting up a stall is just a way of life, and everything she makes will not be repetitive.

Not to mention that Ye Ge remembered that the fan he gave as a cigarette had a gold thread at the bottom. It must have been a manual error.

Ye Ge took a closer look and found that it was indeed there.

Could it be that this fan was made a year in advance and then not sold for a year?

"What's wrong with Ye Ge? Do you want to pick out a gift? I also think the artworks in this stall are really pretty."

Yuan Guoxue looked at Ye Ge and said.

Su Mu and Yan Cici also looked at the gadgets in this small stall and felt that they were indeed exquisite and did not look like industrial products at all.

The stall owner, the little girl, just raised her head and glanced at them, then continued to work on a pair of embroidered shoes.

The stall owner had no desire to introduce the product at all. This action seemed to say "do you want to buy it or not?"

"No, I'm just curious." Ye Ge shook his head, "Do you want to buy it? If you don't want to buy it, hurry up. Let's go to the store in front to eat. I'm going to be very hungry."

"Don't be anxious, why are you anxious?" Yuan Guoxue picked up a pair of Chinese knot-style ear clips, "Miss, how do you sell this pair of ear clips?"

"Five hundred yuan," the stall owner responded, "Everything is five hundred yuan."

Hearing this price, Yuan Guoxue and the others were shocked.

Even if yours is purely handmade, it can't be sold so expensive, right?

Your cost price is probably less than fifty yuan, right?

Yuan Guoxue put down her ear clips and left directly without any attempt from the stall owner to stay.

After lunch, Ye Ge took them to a boutique, bought some gift wrapping items, and then sent Yuan Guoxue and his group back to school.

Back in the dormitory, Ye Ge lay on the bed and slept.

"Ye Ge. Did you make this fan?" Tang Zhiyan took the gift from Ye Ge and looked at it curiously.

"No." Ye Ge shook his head, "I bought this at a stall. I thought it looked pretty, so I gave it to you."

"But Ye Ge~ This is used when you get married, right?" Tang Zhiyan held the fan to half cover his face. The delicate and shy feeling was completely consistent with the paper fan in his hand.

Ye Ge smiled and took Tang Zhanyan's little hand, playing with it carefully: "Then I will use it when I marry you."

Tang Zhanyan was stunned for a moment, then smiled like a flower: "Okay~"

"kill!"

"flash!"

"duel!"

"kill!"

"Damn it! Old Feng, are there any peaches? Hurry up and pick them for me."

Amidst the noise in the dormitory, Ye Ge slowly opened his eyes.

Ye Ge sat up from the bed, leaned against the bedside, took a bottle of mineral water from the bed rail and took a few sips.

"Really, why did I have such a dream?"

Ye Ge rubbed his eyes.

It felt like it was all because I saw that red embroidered fan at noon.

Ye Ge exhaled and lay down on the bed, planning to sleep for a while longer.

But every time Ye Ge closed his eyes, what came to his mind was the red embroidered fan he saw at noon today.

Ye Ge tossed and turned on the bed, unable to fall asleep.

I kept thinking about what if that fan was bought by someone?

But Ye Ge was speechless again.

Just buy it because someone else bought it, what does it have to do with you?

"But what if someone buys it?"

Finally, Ye Ge, who was really feeling a little bored, sat up from the bed and took a deep breath.

"Eh? Brother Ye Zi? Are you going out in the afternoon?" Li Jiangnan asked as he looked at Ye Ge who got out of bed.

"It's a small matter." Ye Ge took the car keys and walked out of the dormitory.

I came to Hangzhou for shopping again and came to the small stall.

The stall owner was stunned for a moment when he saw Ye Ge.

Generally speaking, the stall owner would not remember Ye Ge just for one face, but because the three girls next to this man at noon were so beautiful, he and the man also remembered them.

"What do you want to buy?" The stall owner rarely entertains customers.

"Nothing, just take a look." Ye Ge said.

Ye Ge casually looked at the various exquisite handicrafts on the stall, and glanced at the red embroidered fan from time to time.

At this moment, a boy came over with a girl.

"This fan is very nice." The girl picked up the fan and looked left and right.

"If it looks good, buy it." The boy looked very proud. In his opinion, a fan is not expensive anyway. "Boss, how much does this fan cost?"

Stall owner: "500."

Boy: "."

This guy feels very embarrassed. Is this fan worth 500 yuan?

Isn't it a money grab?

Boys feel that if they buy it, they are being taken advantage of, but if they don’t buy it, they will feel a bit embarrassed.

"Brother, can you give me this fan?"

When the boy hesitated, Ye Ge finally spoke.