There is still the last touch of fish belly white left in the sky, and the tailor's shop is about to close. Zhao Sanjian looked out the window, put down the tailor's ruler in his hand, and was about to close the door of the store, when a woman panted from outside the store door, a plain blue cotton gown, a low neckline, ruffled sleeves, and a black pleated skirt walked in breathlessly.

Zhao Sanjian looked up and saw that it was the girl of the young lady of the Liufu family on the street, Chunying.

"Is our young lady's cheongsam ready?"

"It's done, it's done! Didn't you say that you would come the day before yesterday to pick it up? So it was completed early. Why are you here today?"

Zhao Sanjian replied, turned around and closed the window, and shouted to the inner room, asking Zhao Xiaoshuang to bring the clothes.

After a while, Zhao Xiaoshuang handed the clothes into Chunying's hands, and Chunying couldn't wait to shake them open and look at them, and nodded with satisfaction. This magnetic cyan cheongsam is made of fine workmanship, the blue water and wind lotus in front of the neckline are embroidered, and the pavilion stands there, especially showing the temperament of the owner.

"How? Still satisfied? Zhao Xiaoshuang asked.

"Beautiful! Pretty! It's just..."

Chun Ying'er said while watching.

"What's not to like? Just say it! ” 。

"Our young lady likes the inlaid green onion and white thread, it's here in this corner, I told you last time, if it's too much trouble, forget it! Well, now that it's been done, I guess our young lady can like it too! Chun Yingmo said with a cheongsam.

The afterglow of the setting sun shone in through the window, Zhao Xiaoliang looked at the window, and outside the window, the amber sunset was gradually receding from the sky.

"It's a hassle to change it, I think it's okay!"

"No trouble! No hassle! This is easy to do! I'll just change it! Your young lady is making clothes with us for the first time, so you must make her satisfied! It's all my fault for being careless and forgetting what you said! It's just that it's getting late now, and it will take some time to change it, or leave the clothes behind, and I'll send it to you the day after tomorrow! ”

Chunying hesitated for a moment, nodded, and said, "It's okay, just according to what you said, you can send it over tomorrow and the day after tomorrow!" Then I'll go back first! ”

Chunying put her clothes back on the case, picked up a thimble that fell on the ground, handed it to Zhao Xiao's hands, and turned to leave.

Just when Zhao Xiaoshuang and Chunying were talking, Zhao Sanjian went out to relieve his hands, and when Chunying left, Zhao Sanjian happened to come back, and the two of them almost bumped into each other at the door.

Seeing Chunying walking away, Zhao Sanjian closed the door of the store, he didn't continue to work, but called Zhao Xiaoshuang over.

Zhao Sanjian sat on the chair, picked up his old dry smoking gun on the table, put the tobacco into it, pressed it vigorously with his thumb, pressed it firmly, and did not light it, but raised his head and looked at Zhao Xiaoshuang with his wrinkled eyes that did not match his age.

"Double, I want to tell you something!"

"What's the matter? Go ahead! Father! ”

Zhao Xiaoshuang put down the work in his hand, put his hands in his sleeves, and sat on the stool next to Zhao Sanjian.

"I... ”

Zhao Sanjian rubbed a jade-colored silk gown on the case with his hand, and stopped talking, his face slightly reddened.

Zhao Xiaoshuang's eyes swept over the finely made gown, smiled, and said, "I know, you want to talk about the young grandmother of the Meng family, right?"

Zhao Sanjian didn't speak, nodded his head, and acquiesced.

Zhao Xiaoshuang guessed correctly!

The owner of this jade silk gown is Ding Shujiao, the young grandmother of the Meng family. This young grandmother is not an ordinary person, she is the second son of Meng Xichang, the owner of the famous "Cloud Dress Silk Shop" on the street, a woman of the Meng family, who is delicate and handsome, and often comes to Zhao San to cut clothes

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, I am a regular customer of the tailor shop.

One is born, the other is ripe, Zhao Xiaoshuang has long been able to see that Zhao Sanjian seems to be a little obsessed with this woman since he didn't know when. Aiwu and Wu, this jade silk gown can be completed in two days, but he spent three or four days on this dress, and the rest of the work was put aside, making way for this dress, so that a lot of work was unfinished under the backlog.

This woman seems to know that Zhao Sanjian likes her, and she always does work with silver on credit, and Zhao Sanjian is embarrassed to insist on it.

Zhao Xiaoshuang is a smart person, he has already seen it in his eyes, but because of his feelings, he didn't break it.

"Dad, are you thinking about that woman named Ding Shujiao? Think about what she owes us! Zhao Xiaoshuang asked bluntly.

"Well, you kid is the roundworm in my stomach, you know what I want!"

Zhao Sanjian said sullenly, and after speaking, he lit the cigarette, and the smoke was a little rushing, which made Zhao Sanjian cough a few times. Then, with his cigarette gun in his hand, his arm resting on the table, his eyes half-closed, he took a deep puff.

"Daddy! When did I become a worm in your stomach! How disgusting that thing is! I'm smart, I'm smart! Not like you, stupid and honest! Just know how to work! Good face again! As the saying goes, people are good at being bullied, and horses are good at being ridden! If you're too embarrassed to ask, let me ask for it! Anyway, I'm embarrassed! ”

Zhao Sanjian spit out the smoke ring, waved his hand, and said, "Don't, just say it, I'm afraid it's not good!"

"But we can't work in vain! We're also a small business, and we shouldn't be her! She is a woman from a rich and noble family, and she is not short of money, why don't you understand this reason! ”

Zhao Sanjian frowned, and he didn't say anything for a long time.

Zhao Xiaoshuang saw a small plate of melon seeds entertaining customers on the table, grabbed a small handful by the way, fiddled with it twice in his hand, and continued: "I don't understand, what's wrong with you, Daddy?" Paying back the debt, it's a matter of course, why are you so embarrassed! ”

"Forget it, forget it! It's not embarrassing, after all, people are rich and powerful, and they are old customers, so we have a little money... Halfway through his words, Zhao Sanjian shook his head and sighed helplessly.

"A little money is money! Old customers shouldn't be on credit!"

Zhao Xiaoshuang picked a melon seed and put the rest back. When he opened his mouth and was about to swallow, he seemed to remember something, turned his head to Zhao Sanjian, and said with a smile: "I know!" Daddy, that woman is exquisite, do you have a crush on someone? I like people, that's why I'm so embarrassed, so embarrassed? ”

"Don't talk nonsense! Where do you want to go! She is a young grandmother of a rich and noble family! We can't afford to climb high! Besides, I'm your father! You stinky boy, speak in measure! ”

Zhao Sanjian lowered his head, held a cigarette in one hand, and cleaned up the basket with miscellaneous items with the other, and said sullenly.

"Am I talking nonsense? Good! Good! Good! I didn't say anything, okay! Excuse me! Don't, feel uncomfortable! Like her, and you can't climb high! What's the pain? We're just businessmen, and we don't owe her! I can't help it!"

Zhao Xiaoshuang stood up helplessly. ”

Zhao Sanjian didn't speak, took two deep puffs of dry tobacco, grabbed a small piece of tobacco with his fingers, put it in the palm of his hand, and grinded it slowly.

Zhao Xiaoshuang saw that his father didn't pay attention to him anymore, so he raised his ass and went to his work, he wanted to get the job that Chun Ying'er gave him before dinner.

If you want to say that Ding Shujiao, the young grandmother of the Meng family, Zhao Xiaoshuang has dealt with her, to be honest, she doesn't have a good impression on him.

I remember one time, he was walking down the road and heard someone arguing from a distance.

When I walked by, it was a richly dressed young grandmother, who was scolding an old man in ragged clothes with a wrinkled face

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Too. The woman was handsome, with slightly raised almond eyes, both pretty and demonic, with a pointed chin, a fallen bun on her head, and a jasper dragon and phoenix hairpin obliquely. She wore a small dark purple shawl coat that flattered her figure, a black satin knee-length skirt, and long leather boots.

Such a delicate woman, but she was fierce and disrespectful to an old lady in rags, which made Zhao Xiaoshuang's impression of her plummet.

At this moment, she was holding the old lady's shirt with her hand.

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"That's not what I said!"

The old lady squatted on the ground crookedly, like a wronged child, and said timidly.

"Say it again? Watch me smash your mouth!"

After that, the woman's apricot eyes widened, and she punched it over, and really moved her hand.

The old lady hurriedly covered her face, "Young grandma, I was wrong!" I was wrong! Just spare me! ”

A middle-aged man squeezed out of the crowd, but he was seen wearing an ink-colored satin robe, with the trim of cyan magnolia flowers exposed inside, holding a sandalwood folding fan, tall, dark complexion, and well-defined and deep facial features. He stepped forward and grabbed the woman's hand and said, "Stop! What are you angry with an old lady! ”

There was a girl beside him, and when he saw the man, he hurriedly saluted and said, "Young master, you're back!" ”

The man made a move, and the woman instantly became honest and said stupidly: "She hit me!" ”

The man didn't pay attention to it, and said to the girl: "Help the young grandmother go back!" ”

"Yes!"

The girl looked like a word, and helped the woman to walk back, and the woman gave the old lady a white look before leaving, and said hatefully: "Look at how dare you next time!" Hum! ”

The crowd dispersed.

"What's the matter," Zhao Xiaoshuang asked curiously an old man in a long shirt beside him.

"Evil!" The old man sighed, "The old lady is just walking blind, and when she bumps into the woman, she is scolded so badly, and she has to beat people with her hands, and she does not live for herself!" Bai has a good skin! Alas!"

"Do you recognize the woman?" Zhao Xiaoshuang asked curiously.

"Recognize! The young grandmother of the Meng family in front of the satin line, Ding Shujiao! It was her man who shot just now, the second young master of the Meng family, Meng Jiagui! If you have money, you can bully people! What kind of world is this! The old man sighed again, shook his head, turned around and walked away.

This young grandmother of the Meng family is too much!

Zhao Xiaoshuang thought so, and wrote down this name in his heart.

When Ding Shujiao first came to the tailor shop to find Zhao Sanjian to make clothes, Zhao Xiaoshuang recognized her.

That day, just in time for Zhao Sanjian to be unwell, his face was yellow, he could get up when he was on the light, he barely drank some gruel, and he had some strength in his body, and asked Zhao Xiaoshuang to set up a wooden table on the bed, put rice porridge and pickles, and the two of them were about to eat, when they heard the sound of someone knocking on the door of the shop outside.

Zhao Xiaoshuang put down the bowl, walked to the store, opened the door, and saw a woman dressed in makeup, carrying a cloth package in her hand, presumably a tailoring silk, Zhao Xiaoshuang immediately recognized that this woman was Ding Shujiao, the young grandmother of the Meng family who quarreled with the old lady.

"I have to ask Zhao Sanjian to cut and sew this robe himself! Is he there? Ding Shujiao looked inside outside the door.

"Yes, it's just that he's sick, just a little better, eating!"

The last experience made Zhao Xiaoshuang a little resistant to this woman, he stiffened his neck, and his tone unconsciously became very stiff.

"I'm here for Zhao Sanjian's craftsmanship! My silk is of the finest material, and there can be no deviation! I wonder when he'll get better? ”

She said in a slightly regretful tone, her eyes still glancing in the direction of the back room.

"If you don't believe it, see for yourself!"

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