Du Zheng looked at Shen Qiao in a daze, followed her gaze and fell on the sewing machine by the window, and said with a gentle smile:

"Are you looking at that sewing machine? That's my daughter's favorite thing to use, she used to say she wanted to be a designer, and I used the royalties from the first movie script to buy her this imported sewing machine. My daughter, too, was so competitive that she made me an evening dress, and one year I won the award, and I wore that magnolia dress when I received the award...... She's a clever child......"

Du Zheng choked, and above her head, a magnolia tree bloomed just right. Shen Qiao looked at the petals as white as jade and held his mother's hand.

"Since this machine is no longer needed, sell it, you can get a new computer. ”

"I also thought about selling, but I was reluctant, I always felt that this child was not gone. One day, she'll be back. I write every day that if I win another prize one day, I can wear the new clothes she made for me......"

Shen Qiao turned his back, and finally couldn't hold back anymore, bursting into tears.

She wanted to say it, but she couldn't.

"Mom, I'm here, Mom, you have to keep writing...... I still have a lot of clothes for you to wear......"

The mother and daughter, who didn't know each other's thoughts, wept under the magnolia tree.

Ming wanted to persuade him, but was pulled by Song Yuanqing:

"Let Du Zheng cry, if you don't cry after such a big blow, you will get sick. Let our little star cry well, the child is too bitter, since he came back from the imperial capital, it is like the whole person fell into a big black hole, and it would be good for both of them to vent out. ”

Mingxin muttered with a flat mouth:

"How do I think Xiaoxing and Du Zheng are more like mothers. After four years of walking, will you go home and refuse to recognize me?"

Song Yuanqing looked at his wife jealous, a little funny, but he also felt more cute.

Push a plate of honeydew melons over the stone table.

"It's okay, my daughter won't stay when she's older, at least I'll still have me. ”

Mingxin looked at her husband's still handsome face and pouted:

"You're an old man!"

Song Yuanqing muttered in a low voice:

"I'm ...... At most, it's a beauty twilight!"

In the evening of this day, the Song family invited Du Zheng to eat roast duck in Jiqing Building, and Du Zheng left the Song family of three to live in the courtyard in the evening.

At night, Shen Qiao couldn't sleep for a long time.

She couldn't see her mother without even the basic tools to write. I want to secretly buy a computer and stay here, but the card with the money to buy costumes is in Yanzhou.

After thinking about it, he couldn't sleep anyway, so Shen Qiao simply got up from the bed, walked to the courtyard quietly, and removed a pot of Aracea in the corner......

Looking at the small hole behind the flower pot, Shen Qiao smiled.

The hole is still there!

This is a hole that my brother secretly dug in order to take himself to watch a meteor shower.

Shen Qiao estimated his body, took a deep breath and climbed out of the hole, picked up a few bricks outside the wall to block the hole, patted the soil on his body and walked towards the mouth of the alley.

Completely unaware of the gate of the Shen family, a handsome young man who had just gotten off the taxi had a trace of doubt in his eyes after witnessing the whole process of her escape from the cave.

"Thief?"

"Or is it a woman?"

"Shouldn't stealing come from outside the walls and dig in?"

"Why did you go out empty-handed?"

"Come and steal the sour plum soup from home?"

Facing the starlight, Shen Qiao slipped to an Internet café at the mouth of the alley.

Although it was late at night, the "e-network affection" at the mouth of the alley was still brightly lit.

This Internet café was opened by my brother's hair.,In his previous life, he was too popular to go anywhere else.,The only entertainment is to bring yourself here to play games at night.。

Shen Qiao opened a machine and logged in to the Internet disk.

Enter a string of passwords, and more than a dozen colorful photo albums pop up.

As a young woman, she completed hundreds of designs in her previous life in 2008 alone, but with the professional eyes of those who have become famous at home and abroad ten years later, these designs are inevitably naïve.

Shen Qiao sorted out the whole thing, summed up a general context, and selected more than 30 pieces of fashion that were in line with the trend of 08 years and clicked to ship.

This time, I didn't hear the familiar call of the little stone, but I saw a dialog box pop up on the page:

"The network disk system has been upgraded, and you can choose to ship it immediately or choose to have it delivered in eight hours. ”

Shen Qiao was stunned, can it still be upgraded?

After selecting Ship after 8 hours, I saw a new dialog box pop up on the page.

"The network disk traffic is insufficient, there are three items that cannot be shipped in time, if you need to get the remaining items, please get the traffic before operating. ”

Sure enough, three skirts were not selected, and Shen Qiao looked at the small bubble prompt bar again, and the flow slot was empty.

So no matter how you click on the shipment, the previous dialog box will pop up.

"Traffic?Where do you get traffic?If there is no traffic, won't this network disk be wasted?"

Although the network disk can't be used for the time being, but I can still receive other clothes, Shen Qiao hooked off the three clothes, continued to choose delivery, got off the machine and hurried back to the courtyard.

It's over if you've been out for too long and you've been discovered!

Pick up the bricks and burrow into the hole in the wall, and then plug the Aracean flower pot at the hole.

All the actions were done in one go, and when Shen Qiao returned to the bed in the guest room lightly, Mingxin was grinding his teeth, and Song Yuanqing, who was sleeping in the outhouse, muttered in his dream:

"The old man is also a handsome old man!"

Shen Qiao smiled, climbed into bed and slept peacefully, not noticing that in the room opposite where she used to live, a light suddenly turned on, and then went out a few minutes later......

This night was in a chaotic dream, and it was noon the next day when I opened my eyes again.

"Xiaoxing, hurry up, there is your express. ”

Before Shen Qiao was completely awake, he saw Mingxin carrying a big box into the house:

"Isn't it interesting that the person who delivered the courier turned out to be your elementary school classmate Xiaoshi? I didn't expect to meet my fellow countrymen in the imperial capital. ”

Shen Qiao was stunned, why is it still a small stone delivery?

"You also think it's strange, I asked when the kid came, and he said that he had just come, and his father came to the imperial capital to work in order to buy a house in our community, so he brought him too. Hey, what's in your big box?"

Shen Qiao hurriedly got out of bed and protected the box:

"It's nothing, it's nothing, I ordered it online to give it to a classmate I knew during the art exam, Mom~ I changed my clothes. ”

Ming Xin touched Shen Qiao's head lovingly:

"My baby girl, I always think about others, you say that you are good at everything, but you are unlucky, I heard your Aunt Du say, Shen Yao came back last night, saying that it was to take a new play, and he came home to get makeup photos and send them to the crew. You said why didn't the kid come back sooner, and you could meet him......"

Shen Qiao recited Amitabha Buddha aloud in his heart!

Fortunately, I didn't see it yesterday, if I was blocked by Shen Yao when I drilled the hole and went out, I wouldn't show my stuff?

After all, this hole is only known to himself except for his brother, and if he is caught, there is no way to explain it.

"Come on, you clean up, pack up and take the packing box out, don't stain your Uncle Shen's yard. I went out to help with the cooking. ”

That night, Du Zheng stayed with the Song family for another night, and made a big pot of fried noodles, which was refreshing.

The next morning, before the sky was bright, Shen Qiao secretly packed up and went out, Metro Line 1 and then Line 4, she dragged a huge bag and clothes rack for an hour, and finally arrived at the zoo station.

She remembers that in 2008, the zoo wholesale market was the main market for local clothing stores to buy goods, and shopkeepers from several nearby provinces and cities would come to pick up their goods.

When it came to the batch, Shen Qiao took a deep breath, and the smell of tea eggs and bacon flatbread in the air was very kind, although it was cheap.

Everything here was as shabby and hurried as she remembered, with vendors who couldn't afford to rent shops putting their clothes on the ground, selling their goods while keeping an eye out for the chengguan attack.

In her previous life, when she first started her business, she refused her parents' suggestion to give money to open a store, and used her spare time to set up a stall here to make a living, and she met Song Xing on the first day of setting up a stall.

After the two became friends, clothes were sold with cosmetics, and some of the best customers later became street photographers, and they were recommended to some models and fashion magazine editors, and it was at that time that the career gradually developed.

Everyone saw the scenery of her marrying into a wealthy family later, and how many people know that this scenery actually started with setting up a stall.

And this so-called stall is a large piece of canvas on the ground and a row of hangers behind it.

Shen Qiao carefully put the clothes on the hanger, thinking that he could sit and wait for the money, but he didn't expect to sit until noon, and few people touched the clothes.

There are no people who come to buy clothes, and there are very few people who come to try them on and choose to see them.

Others set up stalls and shouted and shouted, and she only introduced the design and texture when others came to ask about clothes, and she was often called away by other vendors as soon as she said a few words.

In this way, Shen Qiao sat alone until the sun was three poles.

The sauna day in the imperial city is not something that ordinary people can bear, and when she was about to get sunburned, she began to rummage through her memories, why she was able to set up a stall and have celebrities patronizing it back then, but now she can't.

If the clothes can't be sold, what can I use to change my mother's computer?

Could it be that these clothes were too edgy for customers a decade ago?

No, in those years, it was this kind of Greek goddess-like long skirt that was popular, why did the haute couture of the previous life sell it for one or two hundred yuan here and no one asked for it......

Just thinking about it, there was a bang around him, and Shen Qiao heard the prestige, and it turned out that the hanger of the stall owner next door had collapsed.

A thin girl was struggling to clean up, and Shen Qiao walked over to help.

The girl turned around and said thank you, but Shen Qiao was taken aback.

The false eyelashes were applied in three layers, the face was painted as white as a geisha, the cheeks were two circles of pink blush, the hair was dyed green flaxen, and what was even more striking was that she was dressed as a Lolita's maid.

The girl seemed to be used to her makeup to scare others, and apologized while thanking her.

"I'm sorry, selling clothes, I always want to attract people's attention by piercing my eyes. ”

Shen Qiao suddenly realized.

Looking around, the stall owners were really well dressed.

Some are dressed in rock and roll style, some are in European and American nightclub style, and even worse, they are obviously a big man, and they prefer to draw thick and long eyeliner......

The out-of-place appearance is an invisible propaganda for clothing.

Every day in his previous life, Song Xing would paint himself a delicate makeup. Without her, Shen Qiao could only wear the black long straight of the clear soup noodles, with a plain face and a plain skirt.

Shen Qiao patted his head:

"It turns out that no matter how good the clothes are, it all depends on the gimmick. ”

She was so bent on making money that she didn't know that she was going to meet someone from the old days right away.

Again, two.