Chapter 22 State-run Hotels

After a brief tidying up, the three of them went to a state-run restaurant for lunch.

Seeing that the three of them were dressed rusticly, the waiter was not enthusiastic, threw the menu on the table, and stood aside without saying a word waiting for them to order.

Startled, Yang Liu looked up at the waiter, but as a result, the woman actually rolled her eyes.

Yang Liu was so angry that he was about to leave, but he saw that the two men were already happily studying the recipe together.

Forget it, don't be angry, there's no need to be angry with a woman who will be laid off soon, Yang Liu turned his head outside, out of sight.

Nowadays, there are almost no private restaurants, and most of them are food stalls. However, it won't be long before private hotels will spring up like mushrooms after a rain, and state-run hotels without a sense of service will not have a good time.

Fortunately, the chef is very good and the portions are very large, and the family is happy to eat.

In the afternoon, Yang Liu and Lin Zhiyu bought pastries and a box of tea, and only after dinner did they go to Teacher Fang's house with clothes and gifts.

Teacher Fang and Teacher Xu had just finished eating, and when they saw the two of them coming in, they asked if they had eaten, and the two of them hurriedly replied that they had eaten.

After the greetings, Mr. Xu immediately opened the bag and took out the clothes.

I was stunned at this sight.

Teacher Xu's face was slightly red: "Oh, I don't fit such a good-looking dress, it's better for a young man like Yang Liu to wear it." ”

Teacher Fang had already put on the clothes and tried them on, and felt that they fit well, so he took them off and put them aside.

Seeing that his wife was staring at his clothes with glowing eyes and saying insincere words in his mouth, he laughed and said, "Go and try it, you have white skin and the right color to wear." ”

Teacher Xu rolled his eyes, turned around and went in to try on clothes, and you could see how happy she was from her light steps.

After she changed her clothes, she called Yang Liu in the house to go in.

She stood in front of the dressing mirror and looked at herself in the mirror, her eyes red.

"What's wrong? Square peg? It's okay, I can change it. Yang Liu was startled and hurriedly stepped forward to ask.

"No, I love it and it fits perfectly. Xiao Yang, thank you, I really like it so much. ”

Ah, love it so much that you want to cry? Not really.

Teacher Xu pulled Yang Liu to sit on the edge of the bed and sighed: "My mother is a young lady, I always saw her wearing embroidered cheongsam when I was a child, and she was very beautiful. Still, you know, we barely had a chance to wear these nice things later. I didn't expect to be able to wear such a beautiful dress in my life. ”

Yang Liu understood, it turned out to be seeing things and thinking about people.

The next day, the couple went to buy a honeycomb coal stove and pots and bowls. The supply and marketing cooperatives all bought it all at once, hired a tricycle and pulled it all back.

Lin Zhiyu rode the bicycle that his master had to let them ride back last night, and took the willows to face the river breeze of the Tuojiang River.

Yang Liu closed his eyes and put his side face on Lin Zhiyu's lean back, feeling his body temperature, there was a kind of romantic tenderness.

Perhaps, life is not without romance and sweetness, but you just choose to turn a blind eye.

When they got home, they gave an extra dollar, and the delivery person helped carry the things to the door, and the couple moved a lot of things back little by little, and bought a large long table, and the cottage immediately became very crowded.

Starting on Monday, Lin Zhiyu will start a week-long teacher training, and after the training, he will take the students.

Now the willow can enter the space with confidence.

She found a lot of leftover fabric and made four hundred head ropes, which were simple but beautiful to look at.

The new fabric is too eye-catching to make clothes, and you are not afraid to make small head flowers.

Then she gave her head flower to the young man named Zhong Zhipeng for a dime, and then went to buy vegetables and went home.

If she set up her own stall to sell, she could sell at least a dime, but she didn't want to waste time.