Zhou Tao thought for a long time and finally chose two of his favorites. Wang Xiaoda smiled and asked Zhou Tao to think about whether he had any favorite patterns and stripes, and he could help him draw a few now.

Zhou Tao thought for a while and described the pattern he liked, and Wang Xiaoda drew a few more pictures on the spot. After several revisions, Zhou Tao was very happy. He just described it, and Xiao Da was able to draw it!

Wang Xiaoda took a few drawings, folded them and put them in his sleeves. He looked at Zhou Tao and remembered that he had promised him to take him around Changlefang.

"How about I take you for a walk?"

"Yeah!" Zhou Tao was eager to try and looked very excited.

Because Zhou Tao was still young after all, Wang Xiaoda only took him to visit superficial places. He only took a look at the crowded places. He didn't want Zhou Tao to come into contact with these gamblers.

For just a short while, Zhou Tao felt satisfied. After all, his curiosity was satisfied.

"What do you think of Changlefang?" Wang Xiaoda asked with a smile.

"I was curious before, but now it seems to be okay. It's not as confusing as I thought, but it's also more complicated than I thought." Zhou Tao said, touching his chin.

Wang Xiaoda smiled and thought this child was quite interesting, so he was willing to talk to him.

"This kind of gambling can be played occasionally. But you must not fall into it. The best way is to play occasionally with friends at home. People who come to the gambling room are all fanatics and can easily learn bad things.

"

Wang Xiaoda told Zhou Tao everything. Children at this age are most likely to go astray, so it is better to explain clearly.

Zhou Tao smiled and said, "Brother Da, don't worry, I won't be obsessed with this thing."

Seeing that Zhou Tao didn't seem to be joking and knowing clearly in his heart, Wang Xiaoda felt relieved.

It was still early, so the two of them went to the workshop on the corner of the street.

Wang Xiaoda is a regular customer. There is only one shopkeeper and one boy in this store. When the shopkeeper saw Wang Xiaoda coming, he quickly greeted him with a smile.

"Master Wang, you are here, what kind of style will you make this time?" the shopkeeper asked with a smile.

Wang Xiaoda also smiled and handed him the drawing.

"This is for the children at home. Make these three styles. I have marked the colors on them."

The shopkeeper looked at Zhou Tao and nodded clearly. Although the shopkeeper was not a famous figure, he did a good job. Moreover, Wang Xiaoda was a regular customer here. He was the only customer who could give their shop

Bring a lot of business.

Moreover, this young master does not need them to design patterns. Every time he comes here, he will bring his own patterns. The problem is that he is a layman and his drawings are particularly exquisite. Even the shopkeeper who specializes in this industry admires Wang Xiaoda.

The idea is clever.

And although Young Master Wang looks cold and not easy to mess with, he is actually very talkative when he is in a good mood. He doesn't like the same style as others, so he designs his own patterns.

Moreover, they are just small shops, and their forehead shaving or clothes are only worn by ordinary people. Wang Xiaoda sometimes needs some special materials, which ordinary people cannot afford.

So every time they made Wang Xiaoda's share, the shopkeeper himself. Maybe Wang Xiaoda felt that it was a bit troublesome for the shopkeeper, and he also saw that the shopkeeper was more attentive, and sometimes he would give them a few patterns that he didn't use.

, even when he saw the little boy drawing the pattern, he would give some guidance.

So in general, the shopkeeper still likes Wang Xiaoda, a big customer.

Because Zhou Tao was still a child, Wang Xiaoda did not use any precious materials. He just sought Zhou Tao's advice and made a forehead smear with gems, which could be worn for important occasions. The rest were ordinary styles, with some silver engraved ones.

He was in school, and with so many children playing together, it was hard to be too luxurious.

After Wang Xiaoda carefully explained all the details, he agreed to just let him do it carefully and come back to pick it up in a few days.

As usual, after the matter was explained, Wang Xiaoda gave the few remaining patterns selected by Zhou Tao to the shopkeeper. After reading them, the shopkeeper praised them repeatedly, saying that they were more suitable for teenagers and could be used for a new style.

The shopkeeper felt a little embarrassed. He had used the designs designed by others to sell them for money, but Master Wang didn't care about a few coins, so he thought that if the workmanship was more refined, he would receive less money.

After coming out of the shop, the two of them were going to enjoy some incense. Since it was not time to eat yet, Wang Xiaoda proposed to take Zhou Tao for a walk on the street. Zhou Tao readily agreed. He was familiar with the streets, but he had never been there.

Both of us don't go shopping very much. The street in the morning was still very lively, and we were not bored. We talked and laughed along the way, and even took a look at anything interesting.

Today, on the streets, there are already vendors carrying straw sticks with candied haws on them.

This is also the dim sum shop that Yang Xu sold the recipe to before. The shopkeeper was quite ingenious. He found that selling it in the store was not as good as selling it on the street, so he sent a boy to sell candied haws on the street every day.

, after the children heard it, they would chase after them and pester the adults to buy them.

Today there was also a candied haws seller. Zhou Tao thought of Yang Xu and took a look.

Wang Xiaoda then asked with a smile, "Does Taotao want to eat candied haws?"

Zhou Tao was a little embarrassed, "No, I just watched it for fun. This thing is very easy to make, and what Sister Yang makes is the most delicious."

Wang Xiaoda nodded in agreement, but Sister Yang wouldn't do it for them at this time. Since they saw it, they could do it one by one.

When Zhou Tao found out that Wang Xiaoda also wanted to eat, he didn't feel embarrassed anymore. Xiao Da was older than him, so it was very interesting for the two of them to eat together.

Wang Xiaoda led Zhou Tao to the man selling candied haws, took out a few coins and bought two bunches of candied haws.

"I remember Taotao likes to eat bean paste stuffing, and I happen to like it too." Wang Xiaoda said with a smile.

Zhou Tao was still very touched. Unexpectedly, Brother Da remembered all his preferences.

Zhou Tao nodded, "I don't like sweet things, but this bean paste has a unique flavor, and the candied haws on ice is sour and sweet so it's delicious." Wang Xiaoda nodded in agreement.

By chance, a child ran over. The three- or four-year-old boy insisted on eating candied haws, and his father followed behind.

I saw the man selling candied haws, walking a little too fast because he didn't hear the child's cry. The child had short legs and was very anxious, so he accidentally fell down.

The father was very anxious and ran over quickly and picked up the child.

"You kid, why are you so anxious? Did you feel any pain from the fall?" The man's doting and somewhat reproachful voice sounded.

"No, but the person who made the candied haws on a stick is gone." The child didn't feel any pain, but was just afraid that he wouldn't be able to eat the candied haws on a stick.

The father didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and patted the child's little head gently.

"You greedy kid, I have to sell it to others so that you can eat candied haws on a stick every day. Are you willing?" the father said jokingly.

The child cried after hearing this.

"No, no, no, I won't eat candied haws, daddy, don't sell me, wuwuwu..." The child hugged his father's neck tightly, really afraid that his father would sell him.

"Dad is joking with you. Don't cry anymore. Let's see if you want to eat candied haws again in the future. You even ran away and left dad behind." The father quickly coaxed.

"Then my father wants to sell me? I'm a good boy." The child asked with a choked voice.

"It's all a joke, how could I be willing to sell my little baby to someone else?" the man said in a doting tone.

The child just smiled, and his nose bubbled up cutely.

"Then since I am daddy's little baby, can I eat a bunch of candied haws on a stick?" The voice of the three or four year old child made the father dumbfounded.

"Why are you still thinking about the candied haws on a stick? OK, okay, buy some candied haws on a stick for my little baby." The father held the child in his arms and strode forward towards the vendor selling the candied haws on a stick.

The sound gradually faded away, and only the faint laughter of the child was heard.

Zhou Tao looked at the candied haws in his hand with a bitter taste in his mouth. It seemed that he had never been this close and doting with his father.

Even before this year, the total time he spent with his father was less than a few months. When his father came back when he was a child, he didn't recognize him.

Maybe Zhou Tao's expression was a little obvious, and Wang Xiaoda felt it.

"What's wrong with Taotao? Isn't this candied haws delicious?" Wang Xiaoda asked with a smile.

"No, it's very delicious, but the hawthorn is a little sour from just eating it." Zhou Tao said quickly.

"Then you eat the bean paste inside and the sugar on the surface so that you won't feel sour. Or if you can't bear to give up the candied haws, you can eat the hawthorn first and then the bean paste inside. In this way, it will be sour first and then sweet.

But you still have to bite a little bit at a time to get a good sour and sweet taste." Wang Xueda said with a smile.

Zhou Tao smiled and nodded. Although Zhou Tao smiled, Wang Xiaoda still noticed that the child next to him was unhappy. Thinking about the process again, it seemed that he was like this only when he met the father and son just now.

Thinking again, Uncle Zhou is away from home all year round and rarely gets along with Zhou Tao. Maybe the father and son have never been on the street! And counting the years, Uncle Zhou went out when Zhou Tao was old. This child, said

It sounds happy, but in fact it is also very miserable.

His mother passed away when he was young, and his father left home when he was only a few years old. Even though he has been here all these years, he must still be depressed.

Going in this direction, Wang Xiaoda seemed to think that when they came to propose marriage that day, Zhou Tao didn't seem very happy.

Wang Xiaoda put himself in Zhou Tao's shoes. Since he was four years old, the only person he has been close to is his sister. Now that his sister is getting married, the ten-year-old boy is of course frightened and frightened.

He was not familiar with his father, and he didn't want to delay his sister's happiness, so he could only swallow the bitterness in his heart. Moreover, this was a happy thing, and he couldn't complain to others, let alone talk to others, lest others think he was not sensible enough. Zhou Tao could only

At ten years old, he is still a child, but he is already very sensible.

Wang Xiaoda thought for a while and found that their experiences were similar, and he was even luckier than Zhou Tao.

"How is Taotao getting along with Uncle Zhou now?" Wang Xiaoda suddenly asked.

"Ah? With my dad? It's okay!"

Zhou Tao didn't know why Wang Xiaoda asked this. After thinking about it, there seemed to be no contradiction, so he said "it's okay." There was no excessive communication, and there was no contradiction.

But he just called me daddy, but he didn't feel anything in his heart. Maybe he just didn't have that kind of admiration!
Chapter completed!