He Huan asked Yu Weitong to procure for her to attend the Zhou family's full moon wine, which can be regarded as finding the right person.

Although Yu Weitong usually dresses very simple and casual, her vision is quite good, after all, she has been in the modeling industry for so many years, and she has seen all the good and bad goods.

"He Huan, do you have any ideas for yourself?"

He Huan shook his head: "As long as it's not too exaggerated, just dress comfortably!" ”

"The most comfortable thing to wear is pajamas, you wear pajamas to attend the Zhou family's full moon wine!" Yu Weitong didn't forget to ridicule her, and then thought that this girl should be the first time to participate in this kind of activity, and it was normal to have no idea.

"Anyway, you are Zhou Shen's wife now, you can't dress too shabby!" Yu Weitong analyzed for her, "But the full moon wine of the little princess of the Zhou family must be very grand, and the characters with heads and faces in the entire Yecheng should be present at that time, this is the first time you have appeared as Mrs. Zhou after marrying Zhou Shen, right?" ”

He Huan nodded.

That's harder.

Yu Weitong sat in the car holding her cheeks and was entangled: "The first time you attended the family banquet as Mrs. Zhou, you can't dress too gorgeously and extravagantly, otherwise you will be suspected of dominating the guests, but you can't be too shabby, otherwise I can't afford to lose your husband's person, besides, people still have to rely on clothes, and you will not be confident if you are too shabby." ”

After such an analysis, He Huan felt that it made sense, but after thinking about it, didn't he just pick a piece of clothes and go for a wedding drink, why did it suddenly become such a difficult problem to deal with?

"Oh my God, I'm going to show my face to Zhou Shen, why do things have to be so complicated?" He Huan hugged his head and shouted.

Yu Weitong knocked her on the back of the head: "What do you think, do you think Mrs. Zhou is so good this week?" If you stand in front of the media and everyone, you are the face of the Zhou family, from words and deeds to clothing and jewelry, any point goes wrong, and the next day it will definitely be written by those reporters that you can't even cry! ”

He Huan thought about it, she entered the Shen family when she was six years old, and if Shen Yuelin took Jiang Xiuyu and Shen Mingyue to any important event, the two of them would definitely start preparing dresses and makeup two months in advance.

"It turns out that it's so difficult to be the wife of a rich man!"

"Of course, the surface is quite beautiful, but only they know the effort behind the scenes, the higher they stand, the more eyes they need to accept, and they are naturally prone to mistakes!" Yu Weitong glanced at He Huan, who was full of sadness, and then looked at her outfit, with a gray casual hooded cotton suit on top, half-used jeans and sneakers below, and she never wore makeup on her face, and she didn't bother to apply two lip balms.

This is Zhou Shen's wife, Yu Weitong really can't stand it.

"I really don't know what Zhou Shen likes about you! He Huan, it's time for you to fix your edges, do you want to sign up for a crash course for your lady when you go back? ”

"Get out! You know to make fun of me, hurry up and get down to business! He Huan urged Yu Weitong to drive, but Yu Weitong was at a loss.

The two discussed for a long time and didn't think about where to buy a head, and He Huan finally fell on the dashboard.

She almost gave up.

"Oh my God, I feel like it's even harder than I can choose a costume!"

"Costume for the competition?" He Huan's shouting seemed to remind something, and a thought flashed through Yu Weitong's mind, and then looked at He Huan's plain face, "Why don't I take you somewhere to try?" ”

Yu Weitong's car ended up in the parking lot across the street from the bar.

He Huan got out of the car, no matter how you look at this place, there shouldn't be any clothing stores or anything like that.

"Where are you taking me?"

"When you arrive, you'll know, it's right behind this bar street!"

Behind the bar street is the moat, there are many old B&Bs by the river, which still retain the architectural style of the late Qing Dynasty and early Ming Dynasty, and the good locations have been rented out and renovated into dessert shops or small bars and other shops, and there are some studios and advertising agencies going deeper.

Yu Weitong took He Huan to walk in the dense rows of homestays for a long time, and finally stopped at the door of an inconspicuous wooden door.

The wooden door was crimson, the paint was peeling, and a small wooden block hung on the mottled stone wall, on which the words "garment workshop" were written haphazardly in black ink.

"That's all there to sell?"

"Let's try your luck in it, don't underestimate this garment workshop, the boss really has a good craft, he used to specialize in making costumes, but now the opera is sluggish, so sometimes he will occasionally take a little other orders to do, and he often cooperates with an original Taiwanese designer, he produces design drawings over there, and the boss is responsible for production here."

Yu Weitong said it quite mysteriously.

He Huan glanced at the door that had fallen off the paint: "Are you so godly as you say?" ”

"It's not all, this boss can put on a score, how many artists in the circle wanted to ask him for a piece of clothing before, he would never accept it, so I brought you here today just to try my luck."

When Yu Weitong said this, He Huan had no hope for an instant, but he came here, and he always had to go in and try it.

The two of them slammed the door, and a woman from the garment shop came to open it.

Entering is a patio, a few poles of bamboo, a large piece of freshly dyed cloth hangs from the bamboo, as if hanging from the air to the ground, the wind blows, the sun flashes in the eyes.

After entering the house, I realized that this was an old house similar to Lao Gusu, with a few old furniture and calligraphy and paintings on the walls.

Someone had already gone upstairs to report, and ran down slowly, saying that Master Zhang was in the workshop on the second floor.

He Huan and Yu Weitong went up from the narrow wooden staircase, the side is the embroidery room, open the door, you can see three or four elderly embroiderers are buried in the brocade embroidery, the room is quiet, the embroidery girls are focused and devoted, you can see the bulging muscles on the back of their elderly hands.

For some reason, He Huan felt at that moment that he wanted to get a piece of clothing from here, not for the full moon wine of the Zhou family, but just because he felt that the clothes from this kind of place were more close to people's hearts.

"The boss is over there, don't look at it." Yu Weitong pulled He Huan and walked to the wing room near the east.

When I went in, I saw an old man in a green coat in front of the desk, with gray hair, wearing reading glasses, and putting water sleeves on a costume.

"Master Zhang..."Yu Weitong shouted.

The old man looked up, glanced at her first, lowered his head and continued to do his thing.

Yu Weitong had no choice, so he could only walk over cheekily to explain his intentions, but the old man waved his hand: "No!" ”

"He Huan, say a few words yourself!" Yu Weitong dragged He Huan, but He Huan's mind was no longer on this, her eyes stayed on the wall behind the old man.

The walls are covered with silk fans and sachets, and a row of wooden shelves are lined with opera helmets and platform boots.

It's so beautiful, it's like a spring boudoir dream.

"He Huan, He Huan!" Yu Weitong shouted at her twice in a row, but she didn't react, she was attracted by the things on the wall and walked over, reaching out and touching the pattern on a fan.

The fan was Jiang Yuebai's bottom veil, embroidered with two brocade hibiscus.

"Burning incense and dragging the sleep of Qingyue, the shadow of the flower blowing the sheng, the pale yellow moon all over the ground..."A few vague poems blurted out of her mouth, and the old man actually raised his head and stared at He Huan.

"Don't touch anything on the wall!"

was so angry that He Huan was so frightened that he retracted his hand again and again, but Master Zhang still saw the thick cocoon on He Huan's fingers.

"You learn the piano?" He asked again suddenly.

He Huan was stunned for a few seconds before replying: "Yes, Guzheng, I have been studying for several years." ”

"Can you sing?"

"Yes, my mother used to be Tsing Yi of the Municipal Art Troupe."

"Then sing me two lines!"

"Huh?" He Huan didn't expect this old man to make such a request, he was a little stunned, and Yu Weitong next to him immediately quietly pinched it in the back: "If he asks you to sing, you can sing." ”

He Huan had no choice, so he casually sang two sentences of "The Story of the Jade Hairpin", and after singing, the old man's eyes narrowed, took off his reading glasses, and put down the scissors and needles in his hand.

"You're going to buy my clothes?"

He Huan nodded immediately.

The old man looked her up and down, and suddenly walked over to her with a soft ruler, measured He Huan's circumference, and said, "Wait here, I'll go get one to see if you fit!" And he left.

Yu Weitong and He Huan looked at each other.

"That's it?"

"It's finished?"

……

Soon, the old man took a neatly folded garment and shook it open, and He Huan and Yu Weitong covered their mouths at once.

"You take it and try it first, but I measured it just now, and the place where your waist circumference should need to be changed again."

……

A few minutes later, He Huan and Yu Weitong came out of the old building, and they couldn't believe their luck.

"He Huan, you are simply too godly, when I look back, I will remind the sisters in the circle who want to come to him to make clothes, let them learn a few words of Kunqu Opera or Huangmei Opera casually and come over!"

“……”

When he went back in the evening, He Huan told Zhou Shen about going to the master to ask for clothes, Zhou Shen was also very curious, and wanted to see what the clothes looked like, but the clothes were still in the garment workshop and needed to be changed, so He Huan could only get them on the day of the full moon wine.

In the blink of an eye, it was the day of the feast.

In the morning, Zhou Shen suddenly received a call from Forsythia and discussed with him whether he could borrow He Huan for a few minutes at the dinner.

"I only found out a few days ago that on the day of my make-up wedding with Feng Lixing, the guzheng performance invited by the hotel turned out to be her, which can be regarded as a kind of fate, right, so can you let He Huan play another song on the full moon wine of Sanbao?"

Zhou Shen naturally would not refuse such a small request, but he must also respect He Huan's opinion first.

He Huan agreed after knowing it, of course she was willing to send blessings to the little princess.

The full moon wine is not held in the hotel, but it is done in the Huange Villa according to the meaning of forsythia.

At about two o'clock in the afternoon, the garment workshop called and said that the clothes had been changed and asked He Huan to pick them up.

Zhou Shen was going to go to the villa to help at that time, so he arranged for the driver to follow He Huan to pick up the clothes, and then send her directly to the villa after changing.

He Huan first painted light makeup in the villa, hugged the guzheng and rushed to the garment workshop.

On the way, she called Yu Weitong and asked her if she would go at night, but Yu Weitong did not answer positively.