"So he's crazy. I did think about exchanging with him, but I'm not the only one in charge of this stall, so I just said we'll discuss it after you come back. But he insisted on making trouble, so I had to invite Caijun to come and help calm the situation."

It's really speechless to say: "After the army came, they were quiet for several days. Now that you are back, I guess they will come to make trouble again tomorrow."

Qiao Lu was stunned; she had never heard such an outrageous request before.

Why don't they have a good location and choose their remote little nest? Isn't this crazy?

But after thinking about it, Qiao Lu suddenly realized an important point: "By the way, how is their business going?"

"Business is OK, but to be honest." Li Hongjun suddenly smiled complacently, "Since our woolen coats have become well-known, our business is really not worse than his. Customers can walk from the alley to our store in five minutes at most on Baiyun Street. If you really want to say it's remote, it's actually just that. And we are the only one in the entire Baiyun Street that has a fitting room."

"Fitting room?" the couple asked in unison.

"The problem may lie in the fitting room," said Xu Haizhou.

"That's right, I'm not stupid. How could I exchange the good ones for the bad ones without any reason? Who would do something that has no benefit?" Qiao Lu just thought of this.

Li Hongjun was a little confused.

"No way, are you going to give up a store in such a great location just for a fitting room?" Is Dacihua crazy or is he stupid?

Baiyun Street is not very large, but with more and more merchants doing business in the market, the space is gradually being squeezed. A shop is already fully occupied just for storing goods. How can they spare some space to build fitting rooms?

Don't even think about it, there's no room for it.

There is always a gain if there is a loss. Although Xu Haizhou's store is a bit off the beaten track, it at least occupies a large area and has two fitting rooms. If the business is better, maybe he can squeeze in three more.

If that time really comes, the pure profit per month would probably be two to three thousand, right?

"I'll go over there tomorrow to see what's going on. Let's not talk about him for now."

"OK."

…

After dinner, the family of three went for a walk in the park. After returning, they went to the bathroom to take a shower. Xu Haizhou and his son took a shower faster than Qiao Lu did alone. When Qiao Lu came out, the father and son had been waiting for her at the door for seven or eight minutes.

"Are you getting impatient? Let's go home." She brushed her half-wet hair, holding the bucket in one hand and holding her son in the other.

"Mom, I'm a man, I'll help you carry it." The boy stretched out his arm and, quite strong, lifted the empty bucket high up.

Qiao Lu rubbed his head with relief: "My son is awesome. Now he can help mom share the burden. Please take a lower price. It will be a waste of effort if it is too high."

"Okay~" He strode forward proudly.

After we got back, everyone invited me to sit in the yard and chat. I couldn't refuse their kindness, so we talked about the interesting things that happened in the Northeast. It was almost eight o'clock when we finished chatting, which was really late.

Just as I was about to go to bed, there was a knock on the door.

Xu Haizhou had already gone to bed by then, and Qiao Lu was still applying facial cream in front of the dressing table, so he got up and went to the outer room to open the door.

"What?"

It's the eighth day of the first lunar month and the high schools in Li'an City haven't started yet. Qiao Lu hasn't seen Fang Youwei since she came back today. She thought he should be staying in his room painting.

"What's wrong? Is there something wrong?"

After not seeing each other for half a month, the boy is still the same boy, but he is more energetic. He is no longer timid when facing Qiao Lu, and his whole body exudes a confident glow.

He smiled cheerfully, and saw Qiaolu as if he saw his own sister: "Sister Qiaolu, didn't my mother send me to learn painting? I haven't learned it for a month and I don't know if I have made any progress. I want to ask if you are free now. If you are, I want you to help me take a look at my paintings."

Qiao Lu was stunned for a moment, then she responded with a smile: "When will your school start? Won't you go to the training class during the holidays?"

Logically speaking, the teacher should be able to help him, so why bother asking her, a "junior high school student"?

The boy scratched the back of his head in a naive manner: "Are you talking about the Children's Palace? School starts on the ninth day of the first lunar month. I have been painting at home these days. There is no one learning to paint in our courtyard, so I don't know who to ask for help."

I feel embarrassed to say this.

"Oh, so that's it." Qiao Lu understood, wiped her slightly wet hair, and said with a curved lip: "Let me see."

Since I had it, I might as well take a look at it. However, I was shocked as soon as I opened it.

Fang Youwei's progress was not from one to ten, but from ten to one hundred.

Because I already had a foundation, I studied for about a month from December to before the holiday. After the teacher's guidance, it was like opening up my Ren and Du meridians, overcoming the bottleneck period, and my painting skills showed explosive growth.

"Not bad, you've made great progress." Qiao Lu repeated and praised sincerely: "If you perform normally, you will definitely get a high score."

I'm not trying to comfort you. Fang Youwei's strength should not be underestimated.

What is this called? A lot of accumulation leads to a lot of success!

"Then I feel relieved." It seemed that getting Qiao Lu's affirmation was more exciting than getting praise from the teacher.

"Sister Qiao Lu, here's one more. This is the skirt you showed me last time. I drew one myself when I had nothing to do." He handed over another sketchbook.

When he turned it over, it was a long skirt with a small square collar, similar to the one I showed him last time. The waist had been modified and was designed with a drawstring. After the drawstrings were drawn, there was still a piece left, which could be tied into a bow or any knot you liked.

Qiao Lu was amazed: "You drew it yourself? Didn't you read the book?"

"Didn't you show me yours last time? I thought I'd draw something similar."

My God, after just seeing it once, she actually learned from it and made innovations in her styles, making them more refined and creative.

"How can yours be similar? The changes are quite big. It's more distinctive than mine. Not bad. You..." After saying that, Qiao Lu looked him up and down and smiled teasingly: "Do you often go shopping for clothes with your girlfriend?"

Fang Youwei's face instantly turned red: "No...no, I just thought the skirt looked pretty, so I drew it randomly."

I dared not stay any longer, and turned around and ran away: "Sister Qiaolu, if you like it, take it and do it. I'm going home."

"Hey——" Qiao Lu stopped the man, "But this is the result of your hard work. If I did it, I should give you a share of the money, right?"

Fang Youwei waved his hands in fear: "No, no, I just drew it randomly, you can do whatever you want, I won't charge you."

Moreover, if my own work can be made into a finished product, it would be such a proud thing. Even if it is free, even if I have to pay for it, I would still feel it is worth it!

"Okay, I'll take it first. I'll see if it sells well and maybe I can make some extra money for you."

Since it won't be of any value if left in Fang Youwei's hands, it's better to make it into a finished product and sell it for a good price.

"Fang Youwei again?" Xu Haizhou frowned as he watched his wife slowly approaching.

"Yes, look." He threw the manuscript to him.

After taking it and examining it carefully, Xu Haizhou raised his eyebrows and asked in surprise: "When did you draw a new one?"

"I didn't draw it, it was done by someone."

"Fang Youwei?"

"Um."

"I think I heard you say last time that he was learning to paint. It's only been a few months, but his paintings are so good?" Although Xu Haizhou did not have much artistic talent, he still had aesthetic ability.

You can't tell the level but you can tell whether it's good or bad.

"Last month was a training session. He started drawing in primary school and taught himself. He is amazing. He has persisted until now and has great perseverance."

"Then why did he leave this painting to you?" Xu Haizhou was puzzled.

"That means if I like it, I can make it into a finished product and sell it without charging any copyright fees."

"Copyright fees? What are they?"

"Not charging me copyright fees probably means selfless dedication, understand?" Qiao Lu raised an eyebrow at him.

The man smiled and threw down the design drawing: "I have nothing to do."

This tone sounds weird.

Qiao Lu smiled, put on some lip balm and went to bed, then went forward and hugged his neck: "You are the one who has nothing to do. How nice it is for me to give you such a beautiful dress for free. I will make it tomorrow when I am free. It will definitely look good."

The man held her armpits and lifted her up. They sat face to face. He pecked her lips, leaving her mouth covered with lipstick.

I took a sip and it was quite fragrant.

"You drew so many drawings yourself, why don't you do it first?"

"Why are you in such a hurry? Take your time." It's not summer yet, so there's no need to rush.

"Then why are you so anxious about his painting?" Xu Haizhou asked back, his tone sounding unhappy.

"Uh..." Qiao Lu pursed her face, not knowing what was going on. "I just think... the painting is pretty good. I'm looking forward to it."

After saying that, Xu Haizhou felt jealous and bit her lips: "What do you expect? Just a skirt."

Qiao Lu leaned back and smiled, and a man grabbed the back of her head and ran over to her, wanting to be kissed. Qiao An, who was lying on the small bed, was stunned.

"dad……"

Both bodies were sluggish at the same time. Xu Haizhou let go of his head and covered his mouth: "Ahem, An An, you are still awake?"

"I was sleeping. I had already lain down." Qiao An blinked, "Then I saw my father, um...my dear mother."

"Ahem——" This time it was Qiao Lu who couldn't hold it back.

"Do you want me to kiss you too?" Qiao Lu asked him.

"Yes!" the young man raised his hand.

I got out of bed, leaned over and kissed him, then patted his belly: "Okay, go to sleep. Now that we're done kissing, can we go to sleep now?"

"That's all right, Mom."

"Go to sleep, I turned off the lights?"

"Well... all right then."

I turned off the lights and left after spending less than five minutes with my child.

A certain man waited for a long time, and then skillfully and flexibly took the person into his arms.

He buried his face in the crook of her shoulder and sniffed it like a puppy.

"Don't bite me. Don't make my neck red. How can I face people tomorrow morning?"

"It doesn't matter, you can't see it if you wear a scarf." She said inarticulately.

"Get lost." Qiao Lu pushed him away angrily, "I won't take it with me, and you are not allowed to bite me."

Chuckling, he lowered his voice and said, "Then I'll change places."

"Get lost..." Qiaolu was already running out of energy when she spoke, "I wonder if you are a fox spirit."

"Huh? Why?" Xu Haizhou looked up, puzzled.

"Every time you kiss me, bite me and suck me, what else could it be but a fox spirit? I have no strength left after you suck me. You have sucked away all my energy!"

Xu Haizhou was amused by his young wife and admitted: "Then I am probably a fox... spirit."

He is now playing this kind of joke on his young wife more and more.

The moon was very round tonight and the curtains were not closed properly. A beam of light shone through the gap and fell right on Qiao Lu's face.

The beam of light divided her face into two parts, one half moist and the other half enchanting. Her watery eyes exuded an extremely seductive charm.

She is really beautiful.

The man's eyes gradually turned red, he tightened his long arms and sighed.

"Qiao Lu..."

That night, the night was as cool as water, and through the cracks in the window, it seemed that one could still see tiny dots of starlight. The sky was full of stars, glittering and sparkling, just like the night sky when he said he loved her.

…

The next day, it was already dawn and Xu Haizhou woke up at 8:30, which was rare. His son in the small bed had gotten up at some point, stuck his little head through the curtains, and lay on his butt with his butt sticking up by the window to look at the scenery in the yard.

Qiao Lu slept until noon and didn't get up. Her back and waist ached and she didn't want to move at all. How could she have the energy to make clothes for Fang Youwei? She decided to think about it another day.

Thinking that there was nothing to worry about, she simply went up to the tube-shaped building to see her second sister and little nephew after finishing her breakfast and packing up.

"Come on, An An, I'll take you to see your second aunt and the baby."

The boy excitedly put on a panda hat, a big cotton jacket, and ran over to hold her hand: "Okay~ I miss my second aunt! I also miss the little baby~ Has the little baby grown up?"

Qiao Lu laughed out loud: "It's not even a month yet, it's probably still a little kid."

With the meticulous care of her husband's family and Yuan Jianghe, Qiao Yan became rosy-cheeked and her face became visibly rounder.

When Qiao Lu first arrived at the tube building, Qiao Yan was drinking the nutritious chicken soup made by her mother-in-law. She stewed half a chicken a day and took out all the meat. She didn't eat any meat and fed her pure chicken soup. It was a great supplement to the child, and she was so fed that she had "nosebleeds".

It’s okay if you drink it for a day or two, but if you drink it for a month, you will really vomit!

"Drink fish soup tomorrow, and eat pig's trotters the day after tomorrow... God, I'm starting to feel uncomfortable just thinking about it..."

Qiao Lu is also feeling uncomfortable. Don’t drink this purine or you’ll get sick!

After that, Yuan Jianghe's mother entered the house. Qiao Lu could only smile and say, "Others want this treatment but don't even have it. They don't know how to appreciate the blessing they have."

It is so rare to have an opportunity to eat meat these days. Qiao Yan really does not appreciate what she has.

"Okay, whoever wants this blessing can take it." Qiao Yan mouthed the words in a low voice.

There is only one week left before she leaves the confinement period, and Qiao Yan's waist is almost broken from lying down all the time.

The little baby is sleeping beside his mother. He is almost one month old and has grown up. He no longer looks like a monkey as when he was just born. It is hard to tell who he looks like, but he is very cute.

"Auntie, can I kiss him?" Who can resist such a cute little glutinous rice dumpling?

"Kiss me, kiss me. After that, I'll pray that my baby will be as beautiful as you."

Just a light kiss on the baby's cheek, and he will dance with joy and be happy all day long!

During her confinement period, Qiao Yan was kept under strict surveillance by her mother-in-law. She could do almost nothing except lying in bed and reading newspapers.

Qiao Lu chatted with her about interesting things in the Northeast for a while, and inadvertently glanced at a pile of old newspapers on the bedside table.

The one above just happened to announce the news of the Spring Festival Gala.

There were pictures showing some of the people at the Spring Festival Gala. Although they were in black and white, everyone's face and clothes could be seen clearly.

The picture was not big, only about the size of a two-inch photo. What caught Qiao Lu's attention most were two lesbians. One was a female host, her name seemed to be Lu Jing, who had a dignified and elegant appearance, and was a woman who fully conformed to the national aesthetic.

The other was a female singer of Huangmei Opera in a singing program, her name was Ma Lan. She had a baby face, so tender that you could almost pinch water out of it.

A sudden inspiration came to me, and a business opportunity came up!

"Sister, do you still want this newspaper?"

"I've finished reading it and don't want it anymore. Why, do you like it? If you like it, just take it and read it."

"Okay." He happily put it in his pocket, not wanting to waste even a second: "Sister, let's not talk about it for now. I'll come to see you next time. What do you need when you get home?"

"Hey - you've only been here for a while, and you're leaving now?" Qiao Yan said reluctantly.

Qiao Lu waved at her and said, "Come again next time!"

After saying this, he picked up his son and ran away.

"Auntie~ I'll come see you next time~"

She cut the picture out when she got home, but it was too small and didn't have the effect she wanted.

"An An, stay home for a while. Mom is going to copy some photos and will be back soon."

"Okay, Mom, I'll wait for you at home."

Fearing that he would be bored, Qiao Lu suggested: "Go find some other kids to play with."

"good."

So he sent the child to Chen's house and only then did he leave with peace of mind.

Copy shops were rare these days, so Qiao Lu rode her bike on the street for a long time, and after much thought, she finally went to a photo studio.

"Master, can you please take a picture of this newspaper photo and print it out? I want the largest size."

The young master took it and looked at it carefully: "Oh, this is not that, that what..."

"Lu Jing, the female host of this year's Spring Festival Gala!" Qiao Lu reminded.

The young master suddenly understood and smiled innocently: "Oh, yes, it's the Spring Festival Gala. I just watched it a while ago!"

Qiao Lu smiled and asked, "Can I take a photo?"

"What are you going to do with this?" He picked up the paper and looked at it again and again, then asked, "Is this a newspaper?"

"It's useful to take photos, but this is too small. I need to make it bigger."

"Why enlarge it?" The young master looked at her with a puzzled look on his face.

Qiao Lu laughed: "Just tell me if you can do it. If not, I'll look for someone else."

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