"Little tiger is here, come in quickly, isn't it a guilty thing to bring the child over on such a cold day?"

   Doctor Wang and his wife parked the car. The boy had already jumped out of the car and arched in the arms of the old lady.

   "Dad, where is the Shaqima that I brought to my grandfather and grandmother, and the sponge cake." The boy urged, Doctor Wang helplessly, who is this firecracker-like temper?

   Nurse Zhou snickered, and took the Shaqima and sponge cake bought last night from her husband’s bicycle basket, "Here you are, you have to carry it in for your grandpa and grandma. Don’t steal it."

   Xiaohu's little head raised, 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 this bite."

   Doctor Wang teased him: "I don't know who was crying in the morning."

As soon as the little tiger's eyes turned, it was as if he hadn't heard it. He held the old lady's arm and offered the treasure: "Grandma, we have a new grandma **** here. The cooking is delicious and the cakes are delicious. This is Dad. I went to Granny Jiang to buy it last night. Did you and Grandpa try it?"

   The little tiger said loudly, that the old lady smiled without seeing her teeth, and the child was clever and smart.

   "Okay, your grandfather and I are going to taste how delicious this **** grandma's dessert is..."

   Doctor Wang's family is just a small episode, Jiang Chan didn't care about it even if he had done something. She had some money on her hand, and seeing that it was about to close again in the new year, Jiang Chan was going to buy some clothes for Xiao Hua and herself.

   Xiao Hua is still wearing other people's old clothes. The children of the doctors and nurses have worn small ones. Although they are clean, Jiang Chan always feels a little bit irritable.

   Xiaohua is the happiest. I heard that Jiang Chan is not going to the cafeteria today and is planning to go to the city to buy her new clothes. She is happy to jump three feet high.

   Jiang Chan also specifically asked Doctor Wang to borrow a bicycle. Xiao Hua sat on the back seat of the bicycle, clutching Jiang Chan's clothes tightly with her small hands.

   "Milk, did you buy cloth and make it yourself? I used to make clothes for me." Xiaohua's voice was soft and expectant.

   Jiang Chan held the handlebar of the car tightly, making clothes? I've been a handicapped party for several lifetimes, so let's spare her, she would rather make a few snacks.

   "Xiaohua, we are going to buy ready-made clothes, the ready-made clothes look better, and the clothes made are not warm enough."

   "Oh, there are new clothes!" Xiao Hua cheered in the back seat. Jiang Chan was also happy to hear it. Although the days are a little poorer, they are all developing in a good direction.

   Now that the dim sums have been sold for a while, Jiang Chan also has a little money on hand. Not much, dozens of dollars, but there is still money to buy clothes for Xiaohua.

   took Xiao Hua to the free market that the nurses said, and her eyes became straight as soon as she entered. There are too many choices. The little girl looks at this and then that.

   In Jiang Chan's view, these styles of clothes are very old. She was heavily influenced by Liang Chen in her last world. Naturally, she didn't like these styles.

   But in the eyes of others, it is already the most fashionable. Jiang Chan adheres to the fast and accurate style. With a glance of his eyes, he picks out three tops and four pairs of pants for Xiao Hua.

   Xiaohua was a little timid: "Milk, too much, I can't wear so much, I just want a set and buy it for grandma."

   The shopkeeper smiled and said, "Auntie, your granddaughter is really filial."

   Jiang Chan slightly softened his eyebrows: "This year is the first year that Xiaohua and milk are together. Be happier and dress more beautifully. Buy milk clothes later."

   "Boss, these are just a few, you can help me wrap them first."

   Jiang Chan will bargain, don't look at her usually silent, that is the door in her heart. After a quarrel, the shopkeeper was willing to bow down: "I said madam, you are a real person, but at this price..."

   Jiang Chan pursed his lips: "No way, let's be a small family, we can just eat together."

   The owner Yu Zuo.

   Shopping is really addictive. Jiang Chan took the little flower and walked through the entire free market. Finally, the head of the car was full of bags. Xiao Hua was frightened at the sight, and Jiang Chan was about to go to the shop on the side, where children's clothes were still sold.

   Xiaohua closed her eyes and pulled Jiang Chan's sleeve: "Milk, let's not buy it, we should have no money if we buy it again!"

   The little girl looked at the number of tickets in Jiang Chan's hand becoming less and less, and she felt anxious in her heart. Seeing Jiang Chan stopped, she said again: "Milk, just enough clothes to wear, we should save the money...save it!"

   No matter how serious Jiang Chan was, she was amused by this little girl. Jiang Chan found out that the little girl Xiaohua seemed to be a bit financially enthusiastic. Every time she saw money coming in, her eyes sparkled. When she saw money going out, it was a pain.

   To tell the truth, Jiang Chan bought and bought all the way, and more depends on the little girl's expression, watching the changes in her face along the way, Jiang Chan felt like a cola in her heart.

   She stopped graciously: "Okay, let's not buy, now let's go to another place."

   Xiao Hua’s voice was sharp: "Milk, where do you still spend money?"

   Jiang Chan helplessly touched Xiaohua's twisted braids: "No, let's make money, you little money fan."

   After hearing about making money, Xiao Hua relaxed. She pursed her lips: "Milk~www.wuxiamtl.com~ Let's not buy so many clothes, buy more food, milk should be fatter, and the clothes should be enough to wear."

   As soon as I heard this, I knew that this child was a life-saver, and the shopkeepers who heard it nearby all showed kind smiles. It was a pity that the little people could actually say such things. When they saw Xiao Hua's right face, everyone shook their heads regretfully.

   Jiang Chan rode around with Xiaohua, and it took him more than half an hour to find his destination.

   "Xinxin Food Factory, Xiaohua, you must remember these words Xinxin Food Factory."

   Jiang Chan's education for Xiao Hua is always available. As long as she sees the words around her, she will consciously tell Xiao Hua.

   "I recognize the word factory, I don't recognize anything else, I'll look at it again." Xiao Hua stared at the factory sign, an old man in the reception room saw Jiang Chan and Xiao Hua standing here, and came to inquire.

   Xiaohua wouldn't shrink as much as she used to see strangers. She raised her head and stood beside Jiang Chan. Only with Jiang Chan by her side, she was not afraid of anything.

   "Hello, I'm calling for you Director Liu. He had an appointment with me the day before yesterday at ten o'clock in the morning, and I am Jiang Chan."

   When Jiang Chan reported his name, the uncle knew it. He helped Jiang Chan put the bicycle in place, and led Jiang Chan and Xiao Hua to Factory Director Liu's office.

   Liu Yuan is pacing back and forth in the office. He has been in a bad shape recently. The business of their Xinxin Food Factory has recently experienced a sharp decline. He has become anxious about this incident.

   Wonderful Book House

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