In the past two years, it has become fashionable to knit sweaters, although He Rulan feels that the appearance is better than hand-knitted, but she does not want to give up her craft, her hand-knitted warm brand sweater, not to mention the dense knitting, the wool is also genuine, and economical, so the sweaters worn by the family are generally knitted by herself.

Seeing that it was early autumn, when he went to Zhuge Zhen to visit his mother-in-law, Wu Fengqiu inadvertently mentioned that the old lady next door was wearing a woven sweater jacket, which was particularly beautiful, but she didn't know where to knit it.

The speaker has no intention, but the listener has a heart, He Rulan feels that she should keep pace with the times, and is ready to weave a coat for her mother-in-law and mother, so that the two old people will be happy.

During Zhuge Huaizhi's business trip, He Rulan was also very busy, and it happened that Haoran had a cold again, He Xiaonan fell during the school sports meeting, strained the tendon in his calf, and also rested at home for a week, so he was busy with work, so he delayed this matter.

On Monday, as soon as He Rulan entered the office, she saw several female teachers surrounding Teacher Zhu, chattering and discussing something enthusiastically.

"Yo, what's so lively?" He Rulan smiled and leaned over.

"Teacher He, look at the sweater that Teacher Zhu just knitted, it's so beautiful!" Chen Maomao, who had just been separated last year, took He Rulan's hand and dragged her to Zhu Yan's side.

"Oh, Mr. Zhu, this coat of yours is really good-looking! Where did you knit it? Is there anything suitable for the elderly? I was just about to knit two pieces for my mother-in-law and my mother!" He Rulan touched Zhu Yan's sweater and jacket and praised it.

"You really want to knit, I'll take you another day! I also knitted one for my mother, and I haven't knitted it yet, and I'll call you to go with me when I go to get it in a few days!"

Zhu Yan is in her early thirties, a few years younger than He Rulan, with beautiful facial features, a shawl and wavy hairstyle, this off-white short sweater with a hollow pattern on the front makes her intellectual and generous, gentle and beautiful.

Seeing that everyone was praising her sweater for being beautiful, Zhu Yan felt a little proud in her heart, since she was a child, the economic conditions of her family were not good, although she looked a little beautiful, but she had no spare money to dress herself, Zhu Yan has been deeply distressed.

It wasn't until she had an income from work that Zhu Yan slowly began to pay attention to dressing and matching, the good times didn't last long, she had children after marriage, and her husband's income was not high, Zhu Yan felt that she still couldn't enjoy spending money, which made her very unhappy.

In the past two years, she has finally mastered a trick with the shrewdness, with the same income, Zhu Yan lives more comfortably than other teachers.

After school on Friday, Zhu Yan called He Rulan to go to the weaving shop to choose a style, and He Rulan happily followed.

This small shop called Chunyu Weaving Society is in an alley on Qiyang Road, the door is not big, it is renovated from its own yard, and when it enters the gate, there is a hole in it, and the four houses in the yard are all full of machines, and they are constantly working.

On the west wall is a prefabricated room, where the proprietress Hong Xiuying is busy, with four long hangers against the wall, full of knitted sweaters, each covered with a plastic dust cover with the customer's name and phone number.

On the other wall, a row of cabinets was made against the wall, and each compartment was filled with small pieces of clothing, such as knitted sweaters and sweaters, each in a plastic bag, with a note on it with the customer's information.

Hong Xiuying was using her mobile phone to notify customers one by one to come to pick up the goods, and when she saw Zhu Yan coming, she quickly stopped what she was doing and greeted them warmly.

"Oh! Teacher Zhu is here! Your mother's coat has already been knitted, and I was just going to inform you! I'm still thinking, if you don't have time, I'll send it to you!" Hong Xiuying smiled all over her face, and her tone was courteous.

"No, this is my colleague Teacher He, who has been leading the graduating class in the past few years, and next year Miao Miao may be Teacher He to teach!" Zhu Yan smiled and talked to Hong Xiuying, looking very familiar.

"Oh! Teacher He! After that, my Miao Miao will let you worry more!" Hong Xiuying heard this, and quickly turned her face and looked at He Rulan eagerly.

He Rulan was slightly stunned, it turned out that the proprietress was the student's parent, is this a little inappropriate? While looking at the album and choosing the style, He Rulan quietly asked Zhu Yan, "It's not appropriate for us to go to the student's parents' store to knit sweaters, right?"

"What's that? Teacher He, let's also increase her business like this, isn't it?

He Rulan took a fancy to the two sweaters knitted on the shelf, and she also brought the sizes of her mother-in-law and mother, and Hong Xiuying made a record in the notebook and made an appointment to pick up the goods a week later.

He Rulan noticed that the sweater that had been knitted was marked with a price, and the two models she selected, one was marked with a price of 350 yuan, and the other was marked with 340 yuan, and He Rulan secretly remembered it in her heart.

Zhu Yan took her mother's sweater away in a handbag, and whispered a few words in the corner with Hong Xiuying before leaving, He Rulan looked at the woven sample intently, pretending not to pay attention.

Back at home, the more He Rulan thought about it, the more wrong it became, and when Zhuge Huaizhi got off work at night, he told him about it and asked him to help analyze it.

"Isn't this a louse on a bald man's head, it's obvious! That student named Miao Miao, is it from Zhu Yan's class now?" Zhuge Huaizhi guessed as soon as he heard it.

"Yes, that child's name is Liu Miaomiao, a fifth grade, a student in Zhu Yan's class. ”

"Today you went to knit sweaters, did Zhu Yan give you money before leaving?"

"I didn't give it! I kept an eye on it! I didn't know that it was the student's parents who opened the store, and I wouldn't have gone with her if I had known!" He Rulan regretted it the more he thought about it.

"Then you still ordered a sweater?"

"Zhu Yan said that she didn't pay so much attention to it, and said that this was also to increase people's income, and I ordered it without thinking clearly about it for a while!"

"Do you know why so many public officials are slowly corroded? Is it just that with your mentality, seeing that other people's craftsmanship is good, you are reluctant to give up knowing that it is inappropriate? Do you still have a little selfishness? It is not that you don't give money, but you can also accept a little discount?" Zhuge Huaizhi pierced He Rulan with a sharp point.

"Hmm...... It's really a bit of this mentality, no, I'll go back tomorrow!" He Rulan's face turned red.

"It's not good to retreat! What if someone has already knitted it for you? Isn't this a trick? This kind of thing must be paid attention to in the future, and the signs must be pinched off from the beginning!" Zhuge Huaizhi said solemnly, "Our family won't want to save this money, right?"

"That'...... By the way, I wrote down the prices of the two styles I chose, and I paid for them!"

"You still have some points in your heart! You have to remember that if there is a first time in such a thing, there will be a second time! Countless times!"

"I know! I was wrong!" He Rulan began to beg for mercy, "Our family is fortunate to have you as a high-ranking official, otherwise I would have made a big mistake!"

For the sake of your humble acceptance, don't knit a sweater for me this year!" Zhuge Huaizhi said with a wicked smile.

"That's not going to work, the sleeves of your sweater are frayed! I was going to knit you a new one last year!"

"I'm not done yet! Don't knit me a sweater, knit a pair of woolen pants!"

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Chapter 90: Narrowly Missing the Teacher's Virtue