Qin Qing, a graduating student, was rushing to finish her thesis late at night when she stumbled and fell, only to wake up in the 1960s, right in the midst of a great famine. Completely disoriented...
Zhong Xiaolan touched the Meiyi button on her light red cotton jacket.
Smile like a child.
"I didn't stay up late to do it. Your brother didn't allow me to do it. I just spent some time on the hand-embroidery on the clothes. The rest is not difficult at all..."
The plum blossoms on the clothes are lifelike.
㳎Light thread of the same color is embroidered in an inconspicuous place on the hem of the lapel.
The stitches are fine and dense.
Exquisite workmanship.
There wasn't a single thread visible on the entire garment.
It can be seen that people who make clothes are very meticulous.
Qin Qing carefully folded it into the bag.
I plan to take it to town for Wu Dani to see.
After all, she is his first potential customer.
And I'm pushing this kid hard.
This dress took a lot of thought from both of them.
I think of the pink pillowcase in the room.
Zhong Xiaolan couldn't help but say something more.
"Qingqing, I think your sister's embroidery skills are pretty good, why don't you let her come and help us!" Her embroidery efficiency is indeed a bit low.
I was afraid of delaying Qin Qing's life.
Qin Qing paused with his hand resting on the bag.
Pursing his lips, he explained, "Sister-in-law, this is the first time we've made this. We don't know if it will sell well yet. Besides, she's an educated youth, and only later became my sister. Don't tell her about this, my dear..."
Not to mention whether she is willing to ask Yueyue for help.
If the little girl knew this.
I guess staying up late to do the work will help her.
no need.
If this business can really be done.
It wouldn't be a loss for her to recruit more people.
There is no need to enslave a little girl.
Qin Qing never thought of asking Yueyue to help him from the beginning to the end.
Little did they know that they could avoid a lot of trouble invisibly.
The next morning.
Qin Qing excitedly took Goudan's bicycle to the town.
Ever since I found out that my wife was helping Qin Qing do this.
Goudan's heart was filled with relief.
At this moment, I couldn't help but remind her, "Qingqing, your sister-in-law is very clumsy and sometimes it's hard for her to think straight. You should give her more advice when you have time. Don't let her delay your work!"
Zhong Xiaolan is a typical person who can do but not talk.
Qin Qing smiled with curved eyebrows.
"Brother, you said something bad about my sister-in-law. I'll sue you later..."
After finally catching Goudan's handle, she had to let Zhong Xiaolan give him a good lesson.
"Come on, you little bastard who's trying to turn the tables..." Goudan said with helplessness in his tone.
Obviously there is nothing I can do about my sister.
"Brother! Qingqing..." The man's clear and low voice broke through the air.
Qin Qing turned her head and looked into Yang Liansheng's eyes which were as cold as a pond.
Although the man had a smile on his face, it did not reach his eyes.
His dark pupils stared straight at Qin Qing's hand that was holding Goudan.
Qin Qing felt guilty for no reason.
I've been very busy these days.
She hadn't had time to look for Yang Liansheng yet, and she was thinking about going to the town last night.
I didn’t tell Yang Liansheng.
But I didn't expect that I would be caught red-handed and feel embarrassed.
It seemed as if I was deliberately avoiding him.
The way Yang Liansheng looked at people was as if he had caught his unfaithful wife.
It's almost cannibalistic.
Fortunately, Goudan reacted quickly.
He smiled and said, "Liansheng, you came at the right time. Qingqing is rushing to the staff quarters of the machinery factory. You know my speed, it's really not as good as yours, not as good as..."
Yang Liansheng raised the corners of his lips in satisfaction and said.
"Okay, I'll take her..."
A powerless sense of fate came over him, and Qin Qing moved from his eldest brother's back seat to Yang Liansheng's back seat.
Goudan gave Qin Qing a helpless look.
The next second he slipped away very quickly.
Before Qin Qing could react, she heard Yang Liansheng whisper, "Hold on tight..."
A sudden feeling of weightlessness came over him, and Qin Qing hugged someone's waist tightly out of habit.
The car drove out of the town like an arrow.
The whistling wind blew against Qin Qing's cheeks.
Oh my god, it’s so cold!
Qin Qing was now extremely certain.
Yang Liansheng was really angry!