"Don't look at me like that." Seeing his daughter's eyes full of surprise because of her change of attitude, He Yanqing's smile was a bit like a child's prank, "I really think your mother and I will be so unreasonable?" ”

After relenting, He Yanqing instantly became very popular with his grandfather. He Zhenhua's attitude towards his daughter changed from the vigilance and indifference when the former first entered the door, and directly followed the former's attitude.

At this moment, He Yanqing was directly welcomed to the chair next to the table, enjoying a cup of tea just made by his mother. took a sip, and a pair of eyes lit up at that time, and then there was a constant chatter: "If I wasn't worried about you, worried that you and Xiao Ning would have a bad life in the future, why should I restrict you from doing what you want to do?" ”

"It's not ...... back then" Before he finished speaking, He Yanqing felt a slight warning look from his mother, sighed helplessly, and shook his head one after another, "Mom, I'm reasoning with An Ji, you don't have to stop me all the time." ”

"Okay, your grandmother doesn't want me to talk more about you, and she always hates me for talking too much about you...... I won't say anything about it! ”

The words of educating the child were interrupted by his own mother, He Yanqing put on the slope of the donkey is no longer annoying, but he still has to complain and complain, looking at the appearance, it is about this rebellious period in middle age.

"What do you mean I don't want you to say more? What do you mean by I dislike you for educating children? Since you have agreed, what are you going to say about the past? ”

"An Ji is not small, she knows your kindness! There's no need to bother with these young people all the time. ”

Maybe it's because of the next generation, grandparents are all towards An Ji, or maybe it's because these many years are called grandmothers who have realized some new principles of raising children and daughters, and they always stop in front of He Yanqing and block the latter's endless preaching.

"What do you see you and Xiao An do, have we taken care of it? We haven't interfered with you all this time! ”

Before she finished speaking, her grandmother already felt the dissatisfaction from her daughter, and she was about to say something when she saw He Yanqing, 'Mom, you're not interfering with how I teach my children?' The one who made the skin had already opened his mouth and blocked it back.

"Except for educating children!"

The grandmother made up such a sentence in time, so that He Yanqing couldn't say it, so he could only look back at his daughter, and motioned to the latter to quickly persuade his grandmother not to make it difficult for him to ride a tiger.

"Grandma, I understand what my mother meant, actually...... There's nothing wrong with my mom's apprehensions, it's just that I want to give it a try. "The three generations have talked about it until now, if An Ji doesn't come out to say anything, not only does he not know how to be polite, but it is also true that everyone can't get off the stage......

"You know what to say about your mother!" As a grandmother, she knew An Ji's thoughts, so she naturally followed the donkey, "Okay, okay, I don't get involved with your mother and daughter's affairs, whatever you do!" ”

"Okay, okay, since it's all said, you hurry up and follow your mother home." He Zhenhua took advantage of the joy of everyone to stand up, took his granddaughter's hand, and went to the mother's place, which has the meaning of 'shaking hands and making peace'.

"When the time comes, your current job, plus Hangluo's side, you will have to be busy...... Even if your parents know each other, you always have to give someone an explanation. ”

After a long cold war, An Ji and He Yanqing were a little stunned, and the grandmothers who were directly taught urged to follow: "Go quickly, what are you still doing in a daze?" Angry with your mother? ”

Seeing that her granddaughter raised her eyes and looked at He Yanqing, as if seeking the latter's opinion, the grandmother immediately turned the spearhead to her daughter: "He Yanqing, you too!" Since you have promised the child, you also said that you have figured it out, why are you still awkward? ”

Where can He Yanqing twist his own mother, and give his own girl a look, fortunately An Ji is not a stupid, here is still smiling and coaxing her grandmother not to be angry, and her body has already moved to He Yanqing's side.

"Mom, Dad, let's go." An Jianing had already stood behind him, and his daughter had already leaned over, He Yanqing just wanted to escape the chatter of the older generation, "Dad, Mom, I still have to go to work, isn't this the beginning of school?" ”

"Wait for the weekend, if there is anything to talk about on the weekend, as long as An Ji has time, we will come over on the weekend......"

With the sound of the security door being lightly covered through the corridor, He Yanqing hurriedly left his parents' house with his daughter and her husband.

"Mom......"

An Ji's words were finished, and as soon as he started, he was directly choked back by his mother: "I won't tell you first, if you have anything you want to ask, wait for me to come back from work." ”

Whether it is for his family, for his work, or even for this society, He Yanqing's sense of responsibility is not ordinarily strong.

"I've promised you to do it, and I won't go back." He Yanqing knew what kind of character his daughter was, and before the latter had time to say anything, he had already thought about everything clearly.

Walking to the side of the road in three or two steps, He Yanqing directly beckoned to stop a taxi, and while the driver had not stopped the car steadily, the former leaned half sideways: "I am in a hurry to teach the students now, otherwise it will affect the children if I am late." ”

An Ji has been instilled by her mother since she was a child, otherwise she would not have given up those enviable achievements and possibilities in the eyes of others for the sake of history and culture when she grew up, and chose these 'thankless' majors and inheritances.

Seeing that the driver had stopped the car, He Yanqing didn't have the heart to waste time with his daughter, and told his husband without looking back.

"An Jianing, you take An Ji home, if she wants to go to the factory, let her go, and when she finds a day over there to work, I'll take her to talk about it, you don't have to worry about it."

"Other WeChat told you, I'm leaving, don't do anything at home every day!"

Sitting in the taxi, He Yanqing felt that he was a hard worker in his life, he was not worried about the top and bottom, and he was very troublesome at the bottom and bottom, not to mention An Jianing, what should be worried about was He Yanqing himself!

"Toot ......"

"Jingle bell!"

"Click, click!"

Even though the Mid-Autumn Festival has passed, it still does not prevent Hangzhou, a city with developed tourism, from welcoming and sending batches of tourists to it.

An Ji thought that his father would say something to him, but he didn't want to hear all the voices that belonged to the city but had nothing to do with him along the way.

The father and daughter walked all the way home in silence, until the sound of the key inserting into the keyhole and the sound of the door closing when leaving the grandfather's house could only coincide for a moment, and An Ji waited for his father to speak.

"I'll cook for you if you're hungry."

Turning around and closing the door, An Jianing picked up the apron on one side and hung it around his neck: "Are you going to the factory or looking for your girlfriend when you finish eating?" ”

"The picture I promised her hasn't been drawn yet, I'm painting it at home now."

"Okay." An Jianing didn't say anything, as if he had known that his daughter would not give up doing what she wanted to do even if she left Hangluo Factory, "Then you go wash your hands first, and Dad will cook for you." ”

The stars and the moon rotated, until the sky in Hangzhou was a little chilly, and people had to be wrapped in thin down jackets to go out, An Ji asked his father to take him to Hangluo Factory for the first time.

"This kid, I agree with her to do it, but I'm not in a hurry." The father and daughter both went out, and He Yanqing closed the door and muttered to himself.

He Yanqing also knew that his daughter followed the father and the young self, as long as she wanted to do one thing, she would definitely not give up - the knife mouth tofu heart may not be right, but it is the most frequent performance of He Yanqing's generation.

"An Ji, you're here." Seeing An Jianing sending people over, Aunt Zhang was obviously not half surprised, and directly asked An Jianing, who was still in doubt, to understand what was going on.

Confirming that his girl was fine, An Jianing said hello to the uncles and aunts in the factory and left directly, obviously not planning to mix - An Ji is already old, no matter what plans he has, or how he behaves in the world, it is An Ji's own business.

"When will your girlfriend be able to sample clothes over there in the middle of summer?" After the initial joy, Aunt Zhang talked to An Ji about business.

"Huh? Are you going to take one piece from the factory? Even if An Ji understood what Aunt Zhang meant, most of the silk fabrics like Yunjin already had their own museums, and when she came to learn about Hangluo by herself, Aunt Zhang had already put forward the idea, and now it seems that she must be planning to put it into practice.

In fact, An Ji has always been contradictory in this matter. Nowadays, everything is fast-paced, and many 'slow' old objects are difficult to integrate with society, and if they are only displayed in a physical way, the audience will inevitably be much smaller.

As for digitalization, it is obviously not very easy to achieve with the existing conditions of the factory. On the contrary, today's short video platform may be a good direction to consider.

Aunt Zhang didn't know what An Ji was thinking, but she understood that An Ji, who had the support of her parents, was now full of what she wanted to do: "Well, let's buy one, and we can also show it to people who come to visit and buy it when the time comes." ”

Sure enough, Aunt Zhang's words affirmed An Ji's question.

"These ready-to-wear clothes on our side are a long time ago, after all, you also know that there are fewer Chinese tailors now, such as the price of those big brands, which is more expensive than the material itself, which makes everyone feel more difficult to get close to......"

"Okay." I have to say that Aunt Zhang's thinking is really something An Ji didn't expect. An Ji immediately answered the words. This kind of thing is to cross the river by feeling the stones, and all problems have to be solved step by step, and there is no urgency.

"This kind of thing can't be rushed, we have persisted for so many years, and you young people are willing to take over, so we can pass it on slowly......"

An Ji is anxious, how can Aunt Zhang not be in a hurry, the stories of the older generation are what they watched, listened to, and experienced. Those who listen to the story will still be moved, those old days in the mind over and over again, Aunt Zhang is in a dream, and she can't help but read everything about Hangluo.

Time is quiet, the water flows for a long time, winter passes through spring, and the days pass day after day without waves. Until the phrase 'blessing is incomparable, and disaster is not a single line' was fulfilled in An Ji.

"An Ji, no, the manufacturer's sample I am looking for now has been made, but there are two problems."

A phone call from my best friend Midsummer brought bad news to An Ji's ears: "Look at what I sent you on WeChat." ”

An Ji clicked on the picture when he heard this, and he didn't even have to wait for Midsummer to say it, he already knew a rough idea in his heart.

"One is that the stitches are too obvious and not durable."

"Another thing is to save materials...... You also know that this kind of thing must be indispensable, but this kind of thing that has to be generous when worn out by itself will end up like a slim model, not to mention that customers don't buy it, and we can't look past it ourselves. ”

Midsummer has a cheerful personality, although there are not a lot of complaints about these things on weekdays, but if people can directly call him in a hurry, An Ji knows: The specific situation is probably more serious than what Midsummer said.

"I'm going to try another one now, but if it's manual, I can't afford the construction period or cost."

"Now I'm actually optimistic about one, but the original planned new time will definitely be missed." An Ji knew what Midsummer's heart was anxious about. Nowadays, this is a summer dress, the south is fine, and if you want to wear a robe in the north, it can only be indoor and summer......

Now in the middle of summer, the production plant is changed, and from now on, when the latter makes the plate and gives the ready-to-wear out, plus a series of delayed time, this clothes will not be on the shelves until at least autumn!

"What if some of them were slightly modified and changed to autumn, winter and New Year's models?" It's also thanks to An Ji's fast brain, otherwise the two ants on the hot pot would only collide back and forth like bumper cars.

"No way!" Midsummer didn't even hesitate and directly vetoed An Ji's proposal.

"You don't do it now, you don't know on our side."

"The kind of autumn and winter in the Hangluo factory is all made of cotton, but now the autumn and winter models are basically made with that kind ......of fleece, which can't show the uniqueness of the material, not to mention, the two don't match when they meet together."

Sheng Xia has been doing this since she was in school, and naturally she has more experience than An Ji. The latter understood this, and only bit his lower lip with his own teeth.

The bite hurt, An Ji relented, brushed the tooth marks on his lips, and clicked on the picture sent by his girlfriend again to see if the existing sample clothes could be remedied.

[User 1234567890: It's all outdated, so high-end and interesting? 】

[User 1234567890: Cultural inheritance, I will really give myself gold! 】

The two messages that suddenly popped up made An Ji, who was already anxious, burst into flames, only to feel that his head was buzzing, and he exploded all at once.

"What kind of person is this!"

"An Ji, what's wrong?" An Ji didn't hang up the phone, and Sheng Xia was waiting over there to respond, "Are you saying that this factory doesn't have the ability to take my order?" ”

"Actually, no, that's what I want......"

"No, hey, look at the comments on the video I edited to show you the other day!"

An Ji was really angry, otherwise he wouldn't have interrupted Midsummer so rudely, the latter knew his best friend, and only said: "You wait for me, I'll go see what they are talking nonsense!" ”

Everyone always says that Midsummer doesn't look like a southern girl, she is too bold and arrogant, but in the eyes of her girlfriends, she is the most reliable backer when she encounters something.