Buried in the development of the thresher that he obviously didn't understand, but seemed to understand everything, occasionally came back to his senses, Meng Yue asked Wang Li: "Senior brother, do you think I'm boring?"

Wang Li shook his head, just looking at Xiao Tiantian's heart was sweet, how could he feel bored. Seeing her radiant, seeing her whole person full of energy and devoting herself to the work she likes, this is sweeter than any honeymoon: "Qingyue and I are the same." ”

Mengyo: Ma Ma, he looked at me like this, it made me want to eat him, or be eaten by him.

"It's not early, let's go back today. ”

Meng Yue naturally has nothing that he can't go back to first, but look at the craftsmen who are all over the yard and want to die here, and bury them here: "I'm going backwards, I'm afraid they won't leave, just let them stay here, let people pay attention to bringing dinner, and stare at them late at night to rest." Our craftsmen don't know where the strength comes from, as soon as they see something useful, they can't wait to hug it to death, and they don't understand it and don't let go. ”

From the Academy of Sciences, to the Ministry of Industry, to the people, most of the outstanding craftsmen have a sincere ingenuity. They are obsessed with their careers and love them from the bottom of their hearts, they don't think they are great, but they are doing the greatest thing in the world. Meng Yue had no choice but to keep an eye on this group of people to maintain a healthy life and rest, hoping that they would live a few more years, just for their common name - Mingren.

Wang Li smiled: "It's not the same every year. ”

For the threshing machine, even the honeymoon is not wanted, and even the newlywed husband is thrown aside, this spirit is not the same as forgetting to sleep and eat.

Hearing this, Meng Yue was embarrassed, and after a while, he looked like an "old driver": "You eat Xiao Ming's vinegar." ”

In Taizu's codex, he always likes to call Xiao Ming the country he has laid, and Wang Li can naturally grasp the stalk of Meng Yue: "It's really a little, do you think about it every year, hold me for the time being, let Xiao Ming go." ”

While the two were talking, they had already arrived at the mouth of the alley, this was already the fifth day of their wedding, and the rituals that should be taken had been completed, which could be described as serious and light. The sister-in-law who sold bean curd greeted the two as usual, and Meng Yue saw a new shop not far away, as if he had let go of the cannon, and there were unswept red confetti in front of the door. On the banner of that shop, a silhouette that is not familiar to people nowadays, but Meng Yue is very familiar with - a sewing machine.

"Senior brother, let's go take a look. Meng Yue didn't expect that the sewing machine shop would open on this street.

The sewing machine shop is deserted, and no one comes in to see, perhaps because it opened early in the morning, and everyone has seen the excitement at this time, so it is deserted. Anyway, Meng Yue went in and saw several sewing machines neatly and cleanly placed aside, with trial fabrics on them.

Judging from the fabric of the trial, there should not be many people who try it, because there are only a few stitches, and it is not excluded that few people will use it, and they are not willing to try it. Meng Yue had a stomach full of questions, and asked the shopkeeper who greeted him: "The price is not expensive." ”

The shopkeeper smiled silently, from Meng Yue's Luo shirt, covered with thin but crisp wool material than Jia, it was known that this was from a rich township. Of course, if you want to call the shopkeeper, in fact, it can't be said to be expensive, but ordinary people can't afford the price: "How can you use a sewing machine to make a few pieces of clothing at home, and if you want to buy it, you can buy it from a ready-to-wear store, and an embroidery girl tailor buys it, and they make a living from it, and it is naturally convenient to buy it back." On the side, ordinary people have women who are familiar with needles and threads, and rich families have embroidery girls, and they can't afford to buy such a thing back. ”

Meng Yue: I said why the business is cold, the shopkeeper himself thinks that this thing is expensive, and ordinary people don't need it.

The shopkeeper's concept couldn't be changed for a while, and Meng Yue didn't want to find Queen Xiao to say how people were wrong: "I think this is good, if I have a daughter in the future, I will be reluctant to let her learn needlework and be pricked by needles." This...... It's easier to learn than hand sewing, and besides, there will always be times when the daughter's family wants to do something by herself, but there are always some unsatisfactory places when you ask someone to do it, and if you have a sewing machine to do it yourself, wouldn't it be beautiful. ”

Shopkeeper: That's right.

is also a parent, and the daughter of the shopkeeper has married early, but there is a granddaughter who is only six years old, is learning needlework, and is pricked with needles every day. Thinking about the whole of Nanjing, how many families have daughters and granddaughters, and think about how many noble women who want to do it themselves, the shopkeeper feels that this business can be done very well, and maybe he can really earn money to support his family.

Sewing opportunities have greatly lowered the threshold for tailoring, at least that's what Meng Yue thinks, after all, she almost became a seamstress. Otherwise, if she can't find a job, maybe she will really go to work as a tailor, in fact, she still loves this profession.

"Senior brother, shall we buy one?"

Wang Li: "Okay. ”

Just give it to the future daughter.

When Wang Li met the accounts, he thought: If you have a daughter, what should you call it?

Meng Yue doesn't have much obsession with names, and the serious name is a name, as long as it doesn't get it like picking it up, then it's okay. With Wang Li's talent, Meng Yue felt that he would definitely be able to take a heartfelt name. Therefore, when Wang Li asked her, she was not ashamed at all, and waved her hand generously: "You can decide such a big thing." ”

She just didn't expect that for a daughter who didn't know where she was, Wang Li could not hold on to Master Meng.

"Of course, it has to be a sweet and soft name. This is the aesthetics of Master Meng, such as Meng Yue's "covenant", which is taken from the covenant, which refers to the soft body of a girl. How to say it, among men, Master Meng's aesthetics are still very representative and upright.

Wang Li prefers a more heroic and less gentle name, and he wants to work hard to create a real fair growth environment for his future daughter, so he has higher expectations for his daughter: "It should be more open." ”

Meng Yue felt that if they let them quarrel, today's dinner would not be delicious, so he offered three words to end this topic that could not be argued at all: "I'm hungry." ”

Suddenly, Weng and his son-in-law stopped arguing, one gave Meng Yue soup, and the other gave Meng Yue vegetables. Meng Yue looked at the most important men in her life, and her heart was so sweet that she was tired, her father was on the left, and her lover was on the right, she was definitely a winner in life.

After eating, Master Meng didn't want to keep these two people at all, which was really blinding. Master Meng has been single for a long time, and others are fine, but his daughter and son-in-law can't love each other, all kinds of jealousy and hatred, and a little envy. To tell the truth, if the Goddess was here, Master Meng felt that he might have swept Meng Yue out of the house without the slightest reluctance - don't disturb him and the Goddess Lady's beautiful time.

The four words of dependence on each other will always be silent and add the weight to the heaviest.

Fortunately, Master Meng will return to his hometown in ten and a half days, and the vice president of the Academy of Engineering will also take office. Otherwise, he stayed in Nanjing, watching his daughter and son-in-law look at me and me, and Master Meng doubted that he would give arsenic to his son-in-law, or simply bury him alive......

Small Theatre:

Master Meng: It is said that there is a group called the Go to the Death Group, and I think I should join it, although I only want to kill my son-in-law unilaterally.

Death group: Actually, we are a group that writes "is single, can be raised" on the forehead

Master Meng: This is a world that doesn't allow single dogs to live...... It's cold, destroy it!