Chapter 9: When measuring measurements, there is a sense of sight when making haute couture dresses!
"Of course not." Yan Jiaming and Yan Jiahe spoke in unison.
Yan Weiguo smiled at the two children, then looked up and said hello to his father-in-law Li Dahe, and then explained his intention to the second elder.
"Is the eldest sister really going to get married? That's great! Yan Jiaming and Yan Jiahe listened on the side, and the two of them clapped their hands excitedly.
Yan Weiguo glared at Yan Jiaming and Yan Jiahe, and said in a deep voice, "What nonsense are you two rabbit cubs talking about?" Tomorrow, if you say something wrong and mess up your sister's marriage, I will see if Lao Tzu doesn't beat you to death. ”
Yan Jiaming and Yan Jiahe shrank for a moment, afraid of being beaten and took a step back at the same time, and did not forget to look at each other.
"I said Weiguo, why are you scaring children?" He Anzhen pretended to stare at her, and then said seriously, "Wei Guo, I have one more mouth for being a mother, we know that Yan Huan has hurt her like an eyeball since she was a child, so after you and Xiaofang got married, she still lived with you and we have no opinion, but you look at her tossing our Xiaofang and can come back and cry twice a month, how good our Xiaofang's temper is, she is smiling when she sees people, and she won't offend people, where can she not live with her, she will send our Xiaofang back to her parents' house in three days and two days, you don't care, I'll tell you, This time we're going to have a wedding drink, and if she says something nasty, we're not going to your house again. ”
"She used to be young and ignorant, but she will be fine in the future." Yan Weiguo glanced his head to the side and muttered.
He saw the changes in Yu Fan's eyes after she saw them.
"I think her vexatious temper can't be changed for a while." He Anzhen pursed her lips.
"Okay, mother, it will be rare for Xiao Huan to come back when she marries in the future, and she can't be angry." Yan Weiguo's voice was a little low, unwilling to continue the topic.
Li Dahe glared at He Anzhen and blamed her for being too talkative, "Weiguo, don't worry about your mother's words, women love to care when they are small." ”
Yan Weiguo nodded, and left after talking to the old couple for a while.
On the way back to Yan's house, Yan Weiguo's thoughts were a little flustered.
He still remembers what happened more than ten years ago, their Yan family was copied, the eldest brother and sister-in-law were arrested, and it didn't take long for the two to commit suicide in prison, leaving Yan Huan, who was only four years old at the time, his mother couldn't stand the stimulation and died not long after, and his father couldn't afford to be sick, and there was only one patient left in the originally lively Yan family, and a child and an adult him, Yan Huan was beautiful, well-behaved and sensible when he was a child, and later because of the raid, he was often bullied by his peers in the village, and no child wanted to play with her, I don't want to hear others mention her parents, and as she grows older, her personality has become inferior and willful, and she likes to be in the nest, although her parents have been rehabilitated a few years ago, and the people above have compensated for the house, but Yan Huan is no longer the well-behaved and sensible little girl she was at the beginning. The day before yesterday, she discussed with her about getting married, and she was so troubled that she was going to run away from home, but fortunately, she didn't show anything unusual after seeing Yu Fan yesterday, but became a lot more well-behaved and sensible, which made him feel a little relieved.
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The car that went to the town was not the donkey cart that Yan Huan expected, but the hand-held tractor that Yan Weiguo paid for, and the weird 'sudden' noise gave her a headache, and she almost doubted her life when she sat behind the butt of the car.
Yan Huan, Hu Lanxiang, Aunt Yan and Dong Yunchun sat on the left side of the tractor chassis, and Yu Fan sat on the right alone.
Yan Huan's arm was on the wide armrest of the tractor car, looking at the scenery along the road and the pedestrians on the road with strange eyes, Yu Fan felt that her eyes were very strange, so strange that he couldn't find any words to describe it.
"Xiao Huan, how do you braid your hair, you can help me get one too." Hu Lanxiang broke the silence in the car.
Yan Huan didn't refuse this time, nodded and said, "Okay." ”
Yan Huan glanced at Hu Lanxiang's face, and then started to help her braid her hair, her white fingers were flexibly interspersed in the black black hair, which was very conspicuous, and her eyes were straight when she saw Aunt Yan, and she felt that this girl's hands were too skillful, Yan Huan quickly braided two slightly oblique centipede braids, and then combined them into a hair root.
Yu Fan swept his gaze to Yan Huan without a trace, the sun shone on her body, making a small piece of her exposed skin as delicate as white porcelain exude a faint halo, and her eyebrows were lowered, so beautiful that people couldn't take their eyes off it.
"Okay, it's not quite like mine, but it suits you well, and if you wear a dress, it will be more flattering to this hairstyle." Yan Huan feels that there is a problem with the aesthetics of people in this era, they wear cloth shoes with square mouths and exposed feet when they go out, and a pair of gaudy red and white pattern socks are put inside, most of the colors of the shoes are black, some are bright red, and the clothes are all old-fashioned shirts.
However, Aunt Yu is a little better, the clothes she wears are brighter and more foreign than Aunt Yan and Hu Lanxiang, and she wears leather shoes on her feet, although they are also black, but she looks much more temperamental than Aunt Yan and Hu Lanxiang.
"I'm going to town to make a skirt." Hu Lanxiang touched her hair with her hands, and was praised proudly by Yan Huan.
"Xiao Huan's hands are so skillful, but this kind of braid is only suitable for little girls." Aunt Yu praised on the side, and Second Aunt Yan also took a rare look at Yan Huan, feeling that Yan Huan had begun to change since she met Yu Fan, and this kind of Yan Huan couldn't help but be close to and like.
Yan Huan smiled and didn't say anything, but Hu Lanxiang glanced at Yu Fan, and then asked Aunt Yu, "Auntie, do you think Xiao Huan is good-looking or mine is good-looking." She also means that Yan Huan is good-looking or she is good-looking.
Dong Yunchun was stunned for a moment by Hu Lanxiang's question, and then smiled, "It's all good-looking." ”
"Brother Yu, do you think it's Xiao Huan's good-looking or mine's good-looking." There were only a few of them sitting behind the tractor, and the croaking sound of the tractor was not afraid that the person driving the tractor in front would hear it, so Hu Lanxiang asked boldly.
Yan Huan raised her eyebrows lightly, this Hu Lanxiang will not have a problem with her brain, doesn't she feel abrupt to ask Yu Fan this question.
Yan Huanxiao glanced at Yu Fan, Yu Fan squinted slightly and was also looking at her, that look was a warning to her... Don't look at his jokes?
Aunt Yu and Second Aunt Yan didn't expect Hu Lanxiang to ask this, did they take a fancy to Yu Fan? Both of them were a little unhappy, thinking that this Hu Lanxiang would not be a person.
Under Hu Lanxiang's gaze, Yu Fan frowned invisibly, turned his face to the side to look at the scenery on the road, and ignored Hu Lanxiang.
Hu Lanxiang's shy little face was flushed, and at the same time she felt very embarrassed and couldn't get off the stage, she thought that even if Yu Fan and Aunt Yu's answers were the same, she would be happy, but he chose to ignore it directly, didn't he hear it?
When the tractor arrived in town, Yan Huan felt that her ass was going to fall apart.
Because I want to make clothes, I first went to the tailor shop, there is no ready-to-wear in this era, most of the clothes are purchased with cloth tickets, and then taken to the tailor shop to find the tailor to order, or spend a little more money to do it directly in the tailor shop, because the tailor shop also has fabrics that can be selected, and when measuring the measurements, Yan Huan has a sense of immediacy to make a high-end dress.
When choosing a style, Yan Huan glanced at the sample hanging on the hanger, and asked the tailor if she could make it according to the way she drew it, and the tailor patted his chest and said, "As long as the little girl can draw it, I can make it." ”