Along the way, she 'saw' a lot of ghosts, and it was only when she reached the area of this street that she was cleared.

The result of being too clean was that Yu Ling suspected that he had been instructed by some master here, so he couldn't even see the ghost.

"Miss Yu, I've been waiting for a long time, my master said he would come over soon!"

Xiao Song, who finished making the call, came over and saw that she had been staring at the garment shop opposite, thinking that she was interested there, so she said: "What you are looking at now is Aunt Liu's clothing store, she is skillful, not only can she make the jacket, horse coat, cheongsam of the feudal society, but also make tunics, and small dresses, and even the bell bottoms that her granddaughter has been nagging about were also made by her two days ago!" ”

"If you want to make any kind of clothes, take drawings or photos to her, and she can make them for you, no matter how complicated the clothes!"

Jacket skirt, horse coat......

Other Yu Ling was not interested, she was interested in the feudal society clothes he said.

The paper clothes I bought last time were bought for Sister Li, and the grandfather who was used to wearing silk and satin was not eye-catching at all for the simple style, and the modern paper clothes were not eye-catching, if this Aunt Liu could make Hanfu such as green shirts, she really wanted to make a few pieces for the grandfather.

"When will your master come back?" Yu Ling retracted her thoughts, and looked at him indifferently with a pair of eyes as bright as peach blossoms:

Xiao Song, who was watching her for the first time, was breathless, and only reacted when she frowned impatiently, his eyes dodged, and he didn't dare to look at her for fear that he would lose his temper again: "Ten ...... Fifteen minutes or so. ”

Damn! The little girl's face was already very beautiful, but she was in the ,...... His whole person is like being drunk, evil, too evil! Xiao Song, who is not particularly culturally high, can only think of one verse to describe her at the moment......

The peach is dying, scorching its glory.

As for the return of the son in the later stage, Yiqi's family or something can't follow the little girl, because even if she has a cold face every day, there will be a lot of men to pursue.

This man is not himself anyway, and he is not worthy of others like himself, Xiao Song is not stupid, on the contrary, he is also very smart, so he immediately sorted out his thoughts and spoke again: "If you are interested in Aunt Liu's clothes, you can go to the other side first." ”

Yu Ling immediately got up: "I'll go and see first." ”

The lady Liu in Xiao Song's mouth is a 'beauty' who is about fifty years old and reveals a classical temperament all over her body.

People are beautiful regardless of age, in Yu Ling's eyes, this Aunt Liu just stood there in a cheongsam, even if she held a pair of scissors in her hand and a pair of glasses on the bridge of her nose, it was the same painting.

After Yu Ling came in, she didn't greet her, but continued to finish the task at hand.

She cut the material of bell bottoms.

With just one glance, Yu Ling knew what she was going to do, and then she began to look around at the clothes that had been ironed and hung up all around.

She didn't touch the other clothes, so she didn't know, but this cheongsam Aunt Liu did a really good job.

"There's a book here, if you don't have what to do with your clothes, then take a look at the ones first, maybe you'll find one you like?" Aunt Liu said in a calm tone:

Yu Ling picked up the book and read it.

After about two or three minutes, Aunt Liu stopped what she was doing: "Are you optimistic?" ”