Suffering a loss is a blessing, this truth, Sensei said that Bai Weiwei understands that it is Master Jin himself, and he is also well versed in it. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

The old man came from that era, if it weren't for his good temper and tolerance, I am afraid that something would have happened earlier, where would he still be able to keep a tailor's shop and survive to this day.

When Bai Weiwei came home in the evening, she didn't say a word, she first went to the logistics office to borrow a phone and dialed the phone number of her father's office.

After the guard answered the phone, he hurriedly reported to Bai Jianguo, Bai Weiwei briefly explained her intention on the phone, and finally couldn't help it, and asked her father to drink less and pay attention to her body.

In the last life, my father died of uremia, and it will take less than ten years to happen, Bai Weiwei can't be afraid, the last time she went home, she didn't have much chance to contact her father, but she kept talking to her mother.

On the phone, her father's voice was still so mellow and loving, Bai Weiwei wanted to cry when she heard it.

Hanging up the phone, Bai Weiwei summed it up in her heart, and felt that she couldn't delay it any longer, she had to find a time to go back to visit her relatives and let her father check her body.

A few days later, the big truck of M-City's supplies suddenly stopped at the gate of the military compound, and a few small soldiers came down to help carry a sewing machine into Bai Weiwei's house on the second floor.

It was an item that she had bought for her with her mother, and the bicycle sewing machine was considered a large item these days.

It was not easy to buy one, but her mother was willing to spend money on her.

In broad daylight, there are many people, and it is impossible not to be seen, and the rumor that Bai Weiwei is the daughter of a big leader and an artist is basically true.

At dinner in the evening, Zhang Lamei came to visit the door again, this time, Bai Weiwei was not so enthusiastic, she didn't ask her to pick up vegetables, and she didn't talk to her much, but she said one sentence, and Bai Weiwei said one after another.

The attitude is so cold that Zhang Lamei can feel it even if she is thick, and people have opinions about herself.

"Girl, did someone say something to you?"

Zhang Lamei's first instinct was that someone in the compound was jealous of her good relationship with Bai Weiwei, and slandered herself in front of Bai Weiwei.

But she thought too simply.

Bai Weiwei is so smart, a few days after she went to the tailor's shop, everyone in the courtyard knew about it, and she guessed that Zhang Lamei had been secretly telling people about herself.

It's also easy to speculate, after all:

First, the people here are already looking at themselves, but they usually live in seclusion, and there is nothing missing.

Second, Zhang Lamei is a person who likes to join in the fun, and has vanity, the group of people in the courtyard and the city look down on her, so she naturally has to rely on revealing Bai Weiwei's private life to change her attention.

Zhang Lamei was originally the same person as her mother-in-law Aunt Li, and she didn't have any moral bottom line, even if she shook it out now, she wouldn't think she was wrong, she would only think that Bai Weiwei was stingy, and people wouldn't discuss her, and she didn't say anything bad, why was it wrong?

"Why did my sister-in-law suddenly ask like that?" Bai Weiwei pretended to be confused, and put her chopsticks next to the bowl, "I don't usually go out to talk to people, except for my sister-in-law, there is no one close to me, why would anyone say anything to me?"

Zhang Lamei gritted her teeth, she was angry in her heart, now that she started to play dumb riddles with her, someone must have said something to Bai Weiwei.

"Sister, just look at it, what kind of person your sister-in-law is, you will know it when the days go by. ”

Bai Weiwei nodded: "Whatever my sister-in-law says, it's what it is." ”

It's just that there are so many people who treat others as fools and like to put on a powerful show in front of others.

When she went back that night, Zhang Lamei quarreled with Song Chunhua next door, the two women didn't know what to quarrel about, one in Sichuanese, the other in the local dialect, anyway, few people could understand, and of course, few people persuaded them.

The quarrel lasted until midnight, the lights in Bai Weiwei's house had long been extinguished, and they didn't turn on, Zhang Lamei looked at her loyalty, but the master didn't come out, she couldn't argue anymore, so she simply turned off the fire and went back to the house to sleep.

Bai Weiwei slept very soundly, she recently ran at both ends of the tailor shop and the courtyard, tired, also considered to be exercising, especially able to sleep at night, and had a good appetite, a bowl of white rice was sauerkraut, and she ate it unconsciously.

I slept well, ate well, and my mood improved, and I began to think about Gao Fengyi again, that big wooden man probably didn't know why she was angry with her at this time, right?

People don't know, what is she still making a fuss about? Just wait for him to come back next time and make peace with him.

The woman slowly pondered and fell asleep.

I got up early in the morning and went to the tailor's shop.

Last night, Bai Weiwei was still at home after eating, and came out with a sewing machine made a set of clothes.

Now the shop is twice as much work as before, and the amount of work is very tight, Bai Weiwei discussed with Master Jin for a long time before, and felt that it would be better to accept two more apprentices and purchase another sewing machine.

The clothes she made were very delicately cut, and the drawings were secretly collected under the armpits and corners, which were spacious and particularly figure-oriented, and made people look good, and there were many repeat customers who came to her, especially middle-aged and young women.

The last time Qi Yanhong did it, she prevented people from coming to find fault, and deliberately smacked four layers of stitches for her, it was difficult to pull it through, Qi Yanhong didn't take a closer look, and she just used scissors to pick it up and find fault, which was too careless.

It's not so much careless, it's better to think that Bai Weiwei is too weak and bullying.

Seeing that she usually doesn't like to go out to talk about family things, I thought she was a timid and afraid character.

I thought that by asking a few women to put a word from Zhang Lamei's mouth, I could know what she was doing on weekdays.

She's alert.

It's also to blame the peak instrument, which provokes wild bees to fly to the house and sting people all day long.

With the thoughts of love, resentment and resentment towards men, day after day, counting on my fingers, a month has passed.

The income in Master Jin's shop has increased three or four times, although the cost of investing in a sewing machine is invested, but according to this form, it can be earned back as soon as the next month passes.

Send a bonus once a month, the one to Bai Weiwei is naturally much thicker, Huzi likes Bai Weiwei and treats her as his own sister, so he is naturally happy for her, Archie has always been shy and doesn't like to talk, he doesn't even dare to look at Bai Weiwei's eyes, if Bai Weiwei says a few more words to him, the roots of his ears can be red and dripping blood.

The other two elementary school students went home for dinner at this time.

Master Jin is a gentle and elegant old man with a high level of cultivation.

Bai Weiwei felt that she was unladylike in the village, and she lived on the stage in the courtyard, but she found the warmth of the world in this small tailor's shop.

With the bonus, Bai Weiwei went to change the catties of pork and a few catties of rice noodles, you can knead a ball of noodles and steam a few big white steamed buns.

Anyway, there are endless sauerkraut at home, and the steamed buns are still full.

In spring, the bamboo shoots are particularly fresh, more delicious than in winter, tender and crisp.

The bamboo shoots that had just been dug out of the mud were still stained with spring mud, Bai Weiwei felt very greedy, and turned back to the supply and marketing cooperatives to change the bamboo shoots.