Chapter 224 (1/2)

Song Xi's physical recovery ability is still very strong. After a single injection, he took medicine to go to bed last night. He got up in the morning and was in a good mood. He cooked a pot of pimple Soup for George Sheng before he left.

Today, I don't have to go to the hospital to work. Song Xi wants to see song Yuanqing at the end of the month. What can I bring him? Take advantage of the time to go around the mall.

Her name is not Han Chunmeng, because Han Chunmeng is on a day shift today.

After entering the shopping mall, Song Xi went to several men's clothing stores and picked out the shirt, pants, shoes and belt for song Yuanqing.

Song Yuanqing is a man with a lot of thoughts on his work. His life can almost be described as slovenness. His life assistant can't manage him, so he always asks Song Xi to buy some necessary things for song Yuanqing.

Although song Yuanqing is not in his position now, Song Xi still hopes that he will be in good shape. It's just a hard work. What if he doesn't do it? I'll have a rest.

Carrying six or seven shopping bags, Song Xi strolls around, and suddenly sees a new stationery and tea set shop in front of him. Her old song has no hobbies in his life. Besides fishing and drinking tea, Song Xi can't buy him a fishing rod. Although she brought him a set of tea sets last time, she still wants to choose another one.

It's just like a father loves his daughter and wants to give her all the dolls in the world. The reverse is the same. Now Song Xi wants to give song Yuanqing up. How can he be happy.

Walking to the door of the shop, a shop assistant in a Republic of China Qipao dress standing not far away immediately came forward and said with a smile: ”Hello, welcome to mingyuezhai.”

Song Xi smiles, nods and walks in.

From the outside, the store is of ordinary size, but after entering it, I found that there are at least three stores in the store, with all kinds of simple shelves, and the use of barrier landscape pattern to create a special artistic conception. It can be seen that the store has great taste.

Originally, Song Xi just wanted to have a look. After a few steps, she found that she might have to take a serious look.

The shop assistant looked at Song Xi with a lot of shopping bags in his hand and said with a smile, ”we have a place to store things here. Would you like to put them away?”

Song Xi answered, ”good.”

”I'll get it for you.”

”Thank you.”

Don't carry many bags, Song Xi light hands and feet, sure enough, feel happy to see things.

The shop assistant followed her one step behind her. Whenever Song Xi stopped for a while, the shop assistant would explain carefully.

Standing in front of a two meter high mural stone, Song Xi looked up from top to bottom and asked, ”is this Mr. Zhao's horse racing?”

With a knowing smile, the shop assistant also knew that Song Xi was an expert, nodded and said, ”that's right. This is a three to one size, which has expanded Mr. Zhao Wuji's masterpiece.”

Song Xi said: ”the author is very powerful. Ordinary people can't draw such a large size painting well.”

The shop assistant said with a smile, ”it was painted by our boss himself.”

Song Xi was a bit surprised, but soon relieved that the boss is an expert. No wonder there is a style in scoring here.

Standing on one side of the mural stone, they couldn't see the direction of the door. Song Xi had a rare leisure and was planning to have a good edification. Soon after the clinker stood, he heard a familiar voice coming from the other side of the mural stone, ”how much is this teapot?”