"Don't panic!" Yan Bugui stopped Sha Zhu, "There's still time for this matter, no rush, Wangcai is not at home."
"I'm not panicking, I'm excited!" Sha Zhu was still not calm, "Look at what the news said, we have always envied foreigners' things, this time we have our own things to compare with foreigners, new winter clothes, must be made by my uncle Qian... Oh, no way, no way..."
Sha Zhu suddenly thought of something and turned around to look at his sister.
"Hey, this is it!" Sha Zhu became even more excited and quickly pulled his sister over, "Look everyone, this is it, this is what Yu Shui wore, Wang Cai must have used this to compete with the foreigners.
"Did you see it? The vest that Yu Shui is wearing was made by my uncle Qian and given to our family by Zeng Wangcai. It's very warm and light..."
There was a sensation in the Siheyuan. Something that was in the newspaper appeared in our yard?
The neighbors came over and touched He Yushui's vest, saying it was soft.
At this moment, Sha Zhu felt proud and He Yushui also felt warm. Fortunately, she did not give in and gave the clothes to the person next door.
He Yushui raised his head slightly and looked at Qin Huairu proudly.
She then told her neighbors about the benefits of the vest, saying that by wearing a vest over a sweater, they wouldn't feel cold and wouldn't need to wear a cotton jacket.
Admittedly, He Yushui exaggerated for the Zeng family, but it also proved from the side that the vest is indeed very warm.
"It's just a vest, it looks..." Liu Haizhong said sourly, ready to criticize Zeng Wangcai.
But the next second, Liu Haizhong found that almost all his neighbors were glaring at him, so he immediately shut up and swallowed the words like "freeze him to death".
What Zeng Wangcai has done has risen to the level of bringing glory to the country. It is really hard to criticize him. Whoever dares to criticize him will be drowned in spit.
February 1st is the 16th day of the twelfth lunar month.
There are three days left until the beginning of spring, seven days until the Little New Year, and fourteen days until the Chinese New Year.
It was not a festival or a holiday, but there was a huge crowd of people at the entrance of the Summer Palace. Many ordinary people came here spontaneously. For some people, whether to go to work or not was no longer a consideration.
Kunming Lake has frozen over, and crowds of people have gathered around a small pavilion on the lakeshore and even inside the lake.
This pavilion is the place where Zeng Wangcai and Lao Maozi will compete, and today is the day of the competition.
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