“Since Yunya thinks so for me, I will marry my third sister.”

“...”

"Brother, go back and let's have a good life...Yunya, put down the wine cellar for me."Just to make two jokes, see Yunya holding the wine altar to smash the appearance, Josun hurriedly said.

“Oh...” The third sister on the side, this will be happy to flower.For a long time, I finally saw the gentleman's brother playing.

In the company of this young girl, Josson's day was also full.In the evening, the third sister offered to let Josong go to the Yunya bar to play.

Eventually, Josson refused, and didn’t have to go to the wine tonight, and he wanted to rest for a night.After they left, it was about ten o'clock in the evening.

Josson moved his chair and sat down at the door of the shop to light a cigarette, and Josson felt that such a quiet was good.

In the past month, he learned from Liu Zisu that Chen Jing continued to be busy with his career, and Bai Huan returned to his hometown and also took care of Anfield trade.

After Liu Zisu's family separated that day, Qiao Song did not see them and had no contact.Temporary separation, give each other time to think time and space.

This is the understanding between the three of them.Sitting in front of the door, Josson took out two wooden combs from his pocket and looked at it quietly and thought.

This is Liu Zisu's help sent, which means that it is self-evident.But this will, there are such two thoughts, Josun feel very good.

The two wooden combs are handmade by Yanbei Master.This also leads to...

“Old man, do you make this wine?”Just as Josson was in his thoughts, he heard a voice coming from his ear.

“Hmm.”Without looking up, Josson said.With the growth of their own winery opening time, this time has come to the winemakers to come to buy.

“Can I taste it?”

“It can.”In one response, Josson also stood up from his chair.When he looked up, a woman stood in front of him.

It was very face-to-face, but if there was no lightness in her body, it made Josson somewhat familiar.It is similar to, but different.The birch is classical, and the woman in front of her is more of a book temperament.

The medium and tall figure is beautiful, but not as beautiful as birch.But her thin temperament, full of art-intoxicated beauty.This woman seems to be able to heal her heart.

"Oh, I'm sorry!I just mistook you for old."

Compared to Josson, the woman would apologize.Just now Jossong had been looking down, and his most obvious sign was that the white hair was less than half.

"It's okay, please come in."

This Josson didn’t mind, and then made a gesture of invitation.The woman’s eyes fell on two wooden combs in his hand.

Looking at Josson's young face, he has half of his gray hair on his head.Give people a sense of depression and vicissitudes, such a man has some stories!

Then standing in front of the bar, she opened the lid and smelled the poking wine.Undoubtedly, this is the most simple food wine.

“I’ll buy a hundred pounds, can you help me get to my house tomorrow?”

“It can.”

Briefly a conversation, she picked up the phone to the wall after scanning the WeChat payment code, directly to Josson to transfer the past.

Thirty-five pounds, one hundred pounds, three hundred and five hundred dollars.Josun looked at the WeChat money, and some did not adapt.

Generally speaking, come here to buy wine, whether you have money or not, generally buy more than ten pounds, you have to bargain.I want to see this woman so happy, it is definitely the first time to see it.

“In general, customers ask for wine to come to the door.It's all after the wine is served, and the payment is made."

“Oh!I believe that this society still has good faith.”

“I am grateful.”

In front of this woman, Josson has a pleasant sense of enjoyment.It’s an impetuous, real society, and she feels like a trust.

After the two added WeChat to each other, Josson also got her address.Just next door, there is no Taihua street, like a community.

At this time, the woman's eyes also directly said: "May I see, do you have two wooden combs in your hand?"

“Aung.”

This is the wooden comb left by Chen Jing and birch, and Josong does not even let the third sister play.But in the face of this stranger, he gave it to each other.

Josson could not say why, and once again felt that the woman in front of him was familiar.And she focused on the eyes of the wooden comb, with a deep nostalgia.

“This comb...can you sell it to me?”

“...”

"Now the market price is about 70,000, I can get 100,000."Don't worry, I'll take good care of this comb."The comb in her hand belonged to the birch.

“Do you know the birch?”

“No.”

"I'm sorry, I can't sell it."Money is a good thing, but Josson is more interested in aftertaste.

“That’s a pity, can I ask more?”

“It can.”

“Do these two hairs represent the story you used to have?”

“All for the women I love.”

Maybe it’s a feeling of being close to her, or maybe it’s a sense of closeness.Joss is honest and speaks of his past.

"Thank you for your reply."

“May I ask you a question?”

“Please.”

“Have we seen it?”In the end, Joss asked the question.In this woman, there is a feeling that she is too familiar.

“No... oh!Do you look at me and feel familiar?”

“Yes, and you?”

“It seems to be familiar.”

The woman said she answered, and she and Josson were sure of each other, and the two met for the first time.But in each other, it is also like God.

This made Josson, under an impulse, blurt out: “Are you Yanbei?”

"Yes, this comb is my first work."In her hand, it was a white tiger’s comb.

We first met each other, after a brief exchange.Without any sign, Josson gave his name.The heart of the North is still calm and weak.

This is where she cultivates, and it is even more in line with the feeling between this time and Josson.Yanbei looked at Qiao Song, also showing a gentle smile.

Even if there are not all kinds of cozy, it shows the beauty of precipitation and charm.This woman has a beauty that belongs to her alone.

“Ha!I used to think that Master Yanbei should be the old man of the estuary fairy bone."

“Oh!My family’s art is passed down.My father is indeed... not a treachery fairy bone, it should be a treachery fairy wind.”

Referring to his father, Yanbei did not forget to correct the use of the idiom of Qiao Song.When he speaks, he laughs again.The sad man in front of him was a bit stupid.

“Is this hair in my hand, too?”Slightly embarrassed, Joss continued to ask.

“Yes.”

After getting the answer, Josun laughed helplessly.These two combs from her hand, and Chen Jing's misunderstanding, but also led to Qiao Song's current half of the white hair.