Chapter 121 Have a baby soon!
Medical building, dean's office.
After Zhao Chunlan and the young people from the art troupe finished their physical examination, they came to greet the dean and saw Feng Shuo was also there.
Thinking of last night's misunderstanding, she exchanged a few polite words, concerned about whether Zhu Yunying was affected.
Feng Shuo politely responded, "Everything is fine. Thank you, Captain Zhao."
In Zhao Chunlan's impression, Feng Shuo was always overly serious and solemn, and his temper was sometimes quite stubborn. He wondered if he could really understand Xiao Zhu's grievance after being wrongly accused.
She couldn't help but say a few more words.
"Xiao Zhu doesn't hang out in the compound often, but actually, many of the girls in our art troupe like her! When she's free, let her come to the troupe often. Aunt Qin and the others will help make her costumes, and we can get together more often. It'll help to relax!"
Hearing this, Feng Shuo remembered the idea that Zhu Yunying had mentioned to him and asked about it.
"Captain Zhao, Yun Ying wants to learn tailoring. Do you need anyone to help with the costumes for this consolation performance?"
"We're indeed short of staff. Aunt Qin also mentioned this to me, but..." Zhao Chunlan raised his eyes to glance at the dean next to him, lowered his voice slightly, and asked Feng Shuo, "But aren't you guys trying to get pregnant? Can Xiao Zhu handle the long journey?"
"Preparing for pregnancy?!"
Feng Shuo was speechless, with a hint of astonishment in his eyes.
Zhao Chunlan spoke with his head tilted, not noticing Feng Shuo's expression. He thought he was shy and laughed at him instead.
"Captain Feng, how come you're even more reserved than Xiao Zhu? When I first met Xiao Zhu, she openly said, 'You two are newlyweds and planning to have a child.'"
After saying that, she patted Feng Shuo on the shoulder and wished him well!
"May you have a baby soon!"
Zhao Chunlan came in like the wind, exchanged some greetings, and left like the wind.
The moment the office door was closed, the air pressure in the room dropped to a bone-chilling low.
No one spoke, and you could hear a pin drop.
The dean lowered his eyes, rubbed the back of his head, and turned over the examination report on the table.
Crash!
The movement of paper cut through the condensed air.
It was clearly written on it: No heir.
The dean hesitated awkwardly, "Captain Feng hasn't told his family yet?"
“…”
Feng Shuo glanced over calmly, his eyes as deep as a cold pond, frighteningly cold.
The dean coughed lightly to smooth things over: "You are still young, give it a try. You might even see a miracle."
Feng Shuo couldn't stay any longer.
He stood up, stared at the report on the table for a few seconds, and said in a deep voice: "Please help me deal with the report, Dean. It's not convenient for me to take it away."
"Ah? Oh! Okay, okay! Got it, got it."
The dean hurriedly stuffed the report into a locked drawer and patted it to show that it was safe.
"Don't worry. I'm tight-lipped and won't tell anyone!"
“…Thank you.”
Feng Shuo strode out of the office and quickly left the medical building.
The dean, still leaning out the window, said with regret, "What a talented and beautiful couple! It's such a pity that they can't have children."
…
On the other side, Xiao Zhang, who had just returned to the courtyard, saw the small note left for him by the team leader.
Once again, he was asked to give all the money and coupons to his sister-in-law, especially the cloth coupons.
Zeng Xiaoqin sighed, "Why? My cousin is so stingy. He hasn't given the money to my sister-in-law yet?"
"I have given it to my sister-in-law. But last time we had a fight, she took it back." Xiao Zhang shrank his neck and didn't dare to speak loudly.
Zeng Xiaoqin chuckled and raised an eyebrow: "So now we are reconciled again!"
"What reconciliation?"
Zhu Yunying took a nap and when she woke up she heard two little sparrows chirping.
Zeng Xiaoqin handed over the bills: "Sister-in-law, this is from my cousin. Why are you pushing it away? Hurry up and put it away."
Zhu Yunying held the banknote, looked at Feng Shuo's note, curled her lips, and accepted it.
"Especially the cloth coupons"...it was to pay for Xiaoqin to make the cheongsam.
OK!
It would be a waste not to accept it!
"Let's go! Xiaoqin, we should go see how the cheongsam is doing!"
Zhu Yunyao gave a call and the three of them went to the tailor shop in a mighty manner.
…
Arrived in town.
Zhu Yunying gave Xiao Zhang a task, asking him to buy some peach cakes and melon seeds as snacks, and then sent him away.
The cheongsam is quick to make, all that’s left is sewing the zipper.
Wang Huahua came to help her son again. Seeing that there was business, she tried on the cheongsam for Zeng Xiaoqin with ease.
Song Xiaotian was behind the workbench, still dressed neatly in a white shirt and black pants. He glanced at Zhu Yunyao's empty hands and narrowed his eyes: "Didn't you bring it?"
"Outside, under the tree. I don't want anyone to see me. One basket of cotton, one basket of silk cocoons. If you like the quality, I'll just name the price."
Zhu Yunying gave a thumbs up and pointed outside the shop.
Song Xiaotian quickly walked out from behind the workbench and followed her outside. He saw two bamboo baskets placed under the tree, covered with white gauze.
When I opened it, I saw a basket of soft white cotton and a basket of round silk cocoons, all of which were of equal size and of first-class quality. They were rare treasures that you would rarely see on an ordinary farm.
"Where are they produced? How are they transported here?"
Song Xiaotian didn't have much hope at first, but at first glance, his eyes lit up and he couldn't help but exclaim, wanting to ask for more details.
Zhu Yunying tutted her words and said, "Master Song, although I haven't done any business, back home, we generally don't ask about where someone comes from."
"..." Song Xiaotian realized he had lost his composure and smiled awkwardly, "Sorry."
"Cotton and silkworm cocoons are priced according to policy. Cotton is 0.9 yuan per pound, and silkworm cocoons are 1.2 yuan per pound. Have you weighed these two baskets? If you do, I'll pay you directly."
Song Xiaotian had already put his hand into his trouser pocket.
But Zhu Yunwei coughed lightly to stop him.
"Master Song, although I can't ask you where you're going, business is always about negotiation. The cotton and silkworm cocoons at the policy price are sold through the main gate. My goods are of good appearance and high quality, and I have to buy them through the small gate in the middle of the night, so I'm going to pay more than that!"
Zhu Yunying put her hands behind her back, leaning forward slightly. Her fluffy ponytail rested on one side of her cheek, making her beautiful eyes look even brighter.
Her facial features were naturally bright, and he remembered her appearance after seeing her once.
After just a few days, Song Xiaotian felt that Zhu Yunwei's eyes and eyebrows were more and more clever and attractive. Her raised eyebrows were clearly provocative and tempting, but he couldn't help but curl up the corners of his lips.
Taking a deep breath, he couldn't help but admire how smart this woman was.
"How much cotton and silk cocoons can you provide?"
Song Xiaotian returned to his original attitude. The price of a basket is a basket, and the price of a cart is a cart.
Zhu Yunwei smiled and said, "That depends on how much you want."
Seeing her full of confidence and fearlessness, Song Xiaotian didn't want to be looked down upon, so he immediately asked for 100 baskets each!
Not a second's hesitation!
Zhu Yunying immediately responded: "Let's find a deserted place and I'll deliver it directly. 2 yuan per catty, no bargaining!"
Song Xiaotian thought he was asking for too much, but Zhu Yunyao showed no fear at all and responded with a smile, "Deal!"
A basket of cotton weighs 3 jin, and a basket of silk cocoons weighs 5 jin.
Each asked for 100 baskets.
That's one thousand six hundred yuan.
Zhu Yunwei waved her hand and said that the two baskets beside her were samples and were given to Song Xiaotian.
Song Xiaotian had no objection. He just looked at Zhu Yunwei's bright smiling face, and his eyes couldn't help but be filled with smile.
It is easy to take things out of the space, but it is a bit troublesome to find the right person to deliver them.
Therefore, Zhu Yunying specifically said that the goods would be delivered to the door in order to avoid the intermediate delivery process.
Song Xiaotian originally wanted to send them to the guesthouse, but more than 200 baskets of things were too eye-catching.
Finally, Zhu Yunying asked him to go directly to the grove outside the town to harvest the fruits and pick them up an hour later. If he was late and someone else snatched them away, she wouldn't care!
In the tailor shop, Zeng Xiaoqin tried on the cheongsam, installed the zipper, and happily carried the new clothes home.
Xiao Zhang bought some snacks and just happened to pick up the two people.
Zhu Yunying got into the car as if nothing had happened and waved goodbye to Song Xiaotian and Wang Huahua in the store.
On the way, Zhu Yunying ate peach cakes and listened to Zeng Xiaoqin chatting.
"Sister-in-law, Master Song is no ordinary man! It turns out he used to work in a fabric factory in the city, and was taken back to his hometown by Sister Wang to get married. Unfortunately, he's been on blind dates with countless girls, but none of them caught his eye."
"Who knows, he might not like the girl!" Zhu Yunying said casually.
The car suddenly became quiet.
"Sister-in-law...Sister-in-law. You can't say that." Zeng Xiaoqin touched her nose and smiled awkwardly.
Zhu Yunying stuffed peach cakes into her mouth: "I mean, maybe she just likes making clothes!" Or maybe she likes making money!
Zeng Xiaoqin breathed a sigh of relief and nodded at herself: "Just like I like taking photos and writing reports!"
"Yes!"
Seeing that they had reached a fork in the road, Zhu Yunying patted Xiao Zhang's seat and said, "Stop here, I want to get off..."
She pretended to be in a hurry to go to the bathroom, her little face wrinkled in embarrassment.
Xiao Zhang immediately parked the car outside the grove.
Zhu Yunying ran in alone, and when the car was out of sight, she waved her hand and moved 100 baskets of cotton and 100 baskets of silk cocoons out of the space.
On the way back to the car slowly, she saw Song Xiaotian riding a bicycle and panting towards her at the end of the road.
Suddenly, she clicked her tongue: "Feng Shuo's judgment of this guy might be correct by accident."
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