The three middle-aged women glanced at each other, and they all shouted "Rourou".

No wonder they are not familiar, Zeng Guochang took Zeng Ruolan back to the countryside in his early years, and after the Cultural Revolution, he went directly to Ishihara City.

Although according to the history of the house, it is already an old resident, but the neighbors back then are all unfamiliar, except for the old people who still remember their house, others have heard Zhou Xiaomei say whose house it is, but they don't know the owner of the house.

Zeng Ruolan, they don't necessarily know each other, Zeng Yirou, and they haven't heard of it.

However, since the Zeng family has moved back and wants to open a small shop, they always have to deal with everyone, but they also give face, and enthusiastically praise the little girl for being so beautiful.

Zeng Yirou went through such a straightforward and enthusiastic compliment, her face was red, and although she was shy, she did not flinch.

Zhou Xiaomei looked at Zeng Yirou generously and decently saying this to people with satisfaction, and when she saw that she had finished greeting, she was afraid that the scene would cool down, so she asked: "Rourou, this is tired of studying, come out and take a walk?" If you want me to say, children should be more active, only know how to learn one day, and learn to be stunned. Just like your brother Yiming, except for books, you don't have much contact with people. ”

"Aunt Zhou, are you showing off? We are all old neighbors, who doesn't know that there is a college student in your family, and in the future, it will be the job of the public family, which is different from us mud legs. It's too late for others to envy you, but you still dislike it. One of them, Aunt Li, laughed and joked.

Zhou Xiaomei didn't feel complacent at all, and said indifferently: "Let's not talk about that dumb guy, except for studying well, there is nothing to praise at all."

According to me, it's still a soft little girl.

Look at our soft family, big eyes, white and tender skin, cute like a doll, people are happy to look at it. ”

Aunt Li is obviously a talkative, looked at Zeng Yirou, and said: "Aunt Zhou, I really let you say, the little girl from this big city is tender and tender, and she looks different from us countrymen." ”

In the future, they will all be neighbors, and Zhou Xiaomei didn't want everyone to have estrangement and gaps in their hearts, so she changed the topic and asked: "Rourou, it's almost the New Year, have you bought new clothes?" Come and see if the clothes made by your grandmother Zhou are beautiful or not. ”

Zeng Yirou followed Zhou Xiaomei over to see her finished clothes.

Anyway, Zeng Yirou worked in a garment factory for many years in his previous life, and then worked as a clothing wholesaler for several years, so he still has some confidence in the style and collocation of clothes.

Zhou Xiaomei first showed her two clothes made for her neighbors, which were men's suits, the styles were very ordinary, but the handiwork was good.

In this era, in a small place like Guxian, you can't ask too much.

Listening to the clothes of several neighbors next to me touching their clothes and praising them, I know that this level is already very sought after.

In addition to these styles, Zeng Yirou had a strong interest in Zhou Xiaomei's skillful drawing, cutting, and mending clothes, and looked at Zhou Xiaomei's textbook-like sewing level on the side, and forgot to go back to review her homework.

Soon it was noon, and the aunts also got up and went home to cook.

Zhou Xiaomei watched them leave, and breathed a sigh of relief at Zeng Yirou, and the two looked at each other and smiled, both happy.

Zhou Xiaomei took off her reading glasses, moved her fingers and cervical vertebrae, and said: "It's all old neighborhoods, it's okay, everyone likes to get together to chat and pass the time, you can get used to it in the future."

I was also a little busier a year ago, and I took on more work, and I was distracted by chatting with everyone, and I felt a little overwhelmed.

Let's go, let's make lunch too, order some noodles, and make marinade with sauerkraut, okay? ”

Zeng Yirou was not a picky eater, and happily followed to fight.

The two were in the kitchen, Zhou Xiaomei looked at the little girl's fine skin and tender meat, but she was not squeamish at all, it seemed that she could cook, and she liked it a little more, and said, "Rourou, I just saw that you have been by my side, watching making clothes?" Do you like to make clothes? ”

Zeng Yirou thought for a moment before nodding.

In her previous life, she happened to go to the south and came across a garment factory recruiting people, so she went in to work. After that, he sold clothes again, but because the factory did not pay wages in the end, he directly liquidated the clothes, and was forced to start selling clothes on the ground, and slowly had his own small shop.

I have been dealing with clothing for more than ten years, but I have never thought about a question whether I like this industry.

Today, when she saw Zhou Xiaomei making clothes again, she gradually felt in her heart, it turned out that she liked this business, otherwise, she would not have died of heart, and she could still stick to one thing and do it for so many years.

Zhou Xiaomei didn't notice Zeng Yirou's momentary depression, and smiled at her mysteriously: "Eat quickly, after eating, I'll take you to see something good." ”

What good things can compare to the society more than 20 years later, she has no expectations at all, but she will not go to spoil the fun, and obediently responded, and the two of them ate noodles.

Zeng Yirou rushed to wash all the dishes and chopsticks.

Zhou Xiaomei was already waiting on the side, and seeing that she was done, she asked her to wash her hands quickly, and dragged her to the two rooms in the west where they lived.

Although Zeng Yirou is the little owner of this house, it is the first time to enter the Westinghouse of her own house.

There are two rooms on the west side, one for the living room and one for the bedroom. The living room is divided into two spaces by a large cabinet, and as half of the living room, there is only a small square table and two or three small stools, and a small briquette stove is placed in the open space in the middle, so that the whole room is not too cold.

Zhou Xiaomei pulled her and went directly into the bedroom next to her.

Out of the bedroom was a small bed in the innermost part, a row of cabinets, a table in front of the windowsill, and an embroidery stand, on which were some sewing boxes and tools, but the embroidery stand was empty.

The most striking thing is that on the wall next to it, there is a museum shelf, on which are placed several small embroidery ornaments, delicate hand-carved wood photo frames, with more vivid and beautiful embroidery patterns, all of which are perfect works of art.

Zeng Yirou stood in front of the museum shelf, her eyes couldn't be moved, and her breathing was light, lest she touch these objects and cause any damage.

Zhou Xiaomei saw that Zeng Yirou had read it once, and was about to look at it a second time from the beginning, so she took her hand and said, "How is it?" Yau Yau, do you like these things? ”

Zeng nodded softly, so excited that his little face turned red, and said, "I like it, I like it, I really like it!" I've never seen anything so beautiful when I'm so big, it's so palmy! ”

"If you like it! Come, I'll show you these things again! ”