Tender as wild

Chapter 27 My sister is delicate

Got a satisfactory answer.

Bai Li watched Grandma Qin go far away.

Turning back to the room, she took out a piece of white paper and carefully drew a set of patterns.

Draw all the auspicious elements that you can think of on paper, and add a white pear pattern in the most inconspicuous corner.

The painting is a bracelet.

In order to meet the conditions stated by Grandma Qin, she purchased an old silver bar from an online antique store. The seller assured that he had recovered it from the old man and also included a new piece of silver.

It's just that the price is a little more expensive than that of a silver jewelry store, but the time is more expensive.

It can only be said that things have different values ​​in the eyes of different people. What Baili likes is an old name, the things are genuine, and she pays readily.

This express delivery, which traveled across most of the country from the antique store, took several days to arrive.

By the time Bai Li saw the courier, it was already August.

The sparrow stayed on the windowsill, pecking at the rice grains sprinkled with white pears, while watching the girl holding the box and opening it happily.

After getting the piece of silver wrapped in a thick yellow box, Baili closed the door and left.

The largest number of food stores on the old streets are food stores. This kind of industry related to people's livelihood has always been popular. There are not as many silver jewelry stores as in the city, and they are not easy to find. They are all hidden in the corners, but if you look for one, there will be several. A master with ten years of craftsmanship is in charge.

I asked the owner of the small supermarket.

The boss happily showed her the way, and Baili bought a bottle of ice soda in the boss's store.

After finally reaching the door of the bank store, a thin layer of sweat appeared on Baili's forehead. An uncle in his fifties asked her nonchalantly what she wanted to buy.

Bai Li said: "Can I make a bracelet together? I brought my own silver and I also have styles."

The uncle looked at the silver bullion in her hand and tapped the red tablecloth on the counter: "Put it there. The labor cost will be expensive if the style is complicated."

Bai Li hurriedly kept the money and took out the manuscript she drew, "Can you see if this style can be typed?"

After waiting for a long time, the middle-aged man gave an answer: "It can be made, but it is not as exquisite as the machine carving, and the labor cost is high. I will charge you at least 130 yuan."

The labor cost is not high at all.

On the contrary, compared with the gold shops all over the city, the prices were very low. Baili didn't mind at all and readily took out two pieces worth one hundred yuan.

After the middle-aged man gave her the change, he gave her a handwritten receipt. He simply wrote a time on it and asked her to come and pick it up on the day.

Baili put the receipt away happily, with a lot of expectations under her dark long eyelashes.

This summer's cicada was parked on a brown branch, always chirping, while Baili kept imagining the appearance of the finished bracelet along the way, and the corners of her mouth curled up.

This bracelet is for Fang Ye.

Nothing else, she just wanted to do what Grandma Qin said, hoping that the old silver bracelet would bring him peace and success.

I have to say if there is any other meaning.

That came from that dream.

The respectable Fang Ye in the dream also wore a silver bracelet. Although the style could not be clearly seen, it was not important.

Bai Li thought as she held the soda that was no longer ice cold.

In reality, she also gave Fang Ye a silver bracelet.

I still hope that he can live a better life, a good life like in his dream, respectable, admirable and fearful, as long as he is not bullied.

The cicadas chirped in August, and when Baili was about to arrive home, she saw a little boy, dragging a bag of woven net wrapped with plastic bottles, standing in the sun, walking profusely with sweat.

Looking at the soda in Baili's hand, he licked his dry lips.

Baili understood his desire and reached out to put the soda into his arms. The child happily said thank you.

Baili said: "It's such a hot day, so we have to avoid the sun."

The boy nodded, "I walked under the sun on purpose."

"Why is this happening?" Bai Li was a little surprised.

The little boy said: "Because I made a mistake and hit Wang Xiaohu next door, my grandma punished me to pick up the bottle. I also realized my mistake, so I punished myself in the sun."

After saying that, he bowed his head in shame and left.

Such innocent and passionate words, Bai Li smiled after looking at the little boy's clean and tidy clothes.

Then I couldn't laugh anymore.

This is the bad thing about sentimental people. Even when they are happy, she can think of bad things.

On this straight ancient street, in the same hot summer wind many years ago, might her brother be like this, dragging dirty bottles past.

But it won't be a punishment, he is forced to experience the bitterness of life.

At that time, would anyone give him a bottle of soda that wasn't too cold?

Bai Li is not sure.

But she clearly felt that Fang Ye had become much frugal. His favorite mint sparkling water was no longer in the refrigerator, and the smell of cigarettes gradually disappeared from the house.

Nothing about her has changed. Fang Ye will buy her fruit, drinks, breakfast, and prepare her daily lunch as usual.

The fruits are all different. Except for the white pears, no one has touched them.

This kind of goodness hidden in the details of life is the hardest to find. If Baili's character was not so delicate, she might have ignored it.

She also sent a message to Fang Ye, hoping to prepare her own lunch.

Fang Ye didn't reply, as if he didn't see it.

He really loved her as his sister.

……

Under the bright August sun, Fang Ye passed by a fruit shop, looking past the discounted and unsalable fruits and landing on the bright red and fragrant strawberries.

When he came out again, he was carrying a box in his hand.

Xiaobai who was following behind saw this and couldn't help but said: "Brother Ye, you are really good to Baili. In this situation..."

Fang Ye said calmly: "Which family has a little girl who can't raise her more carefully. She has never lived a good life. She can't be wronged when she comes to me."

Xiaobai quickly shut up. After all, there was just such a sister. Although she was not a close relative, at least she had deep feelings for her. He had nothing to say.

Carefully watching Fang Ye's expression, he asked tentatively: "One more thing. There are always people making trouble at the nearby bar owner. He would like to ask you to continue to sit there when you are free in the evening. Don't let those gangsters who just show up make trouble. It's a waste of your hard work." Just like before.”

Fang Ye didn't know what he thought of, and nodded: "Yes, I understand."

Recalling that the girl always wore a school uniform and a large T-shirt, and did not look like other girls, Fang Ye asked again: "What kind of clothes do little girls like nowadays?"

Xiaobai took out his mobile phone and sent a WeChat message to his schoolmates before showing it to Fang Ye.

Fang Ye turned around and entered the clothing store, choosing several similar white and plaid skirts.

The clerk saw that he looked good and said to him secretly: "We have the same style with better fabrics and ordinary ones, but they are not too different. Who are you buying for? If it is for your family, just choose the ordinary one."

Fang Ye took out his mobile phone, scanned the code and said, "Get it, my sister is delicate."

(End of this chapter)