When Grandma Du came over, everyone else was alright, but Zhou Xing's mother rushed over and cried. She had left home at a young age, following Commander Zhou when she was a teenager. Decades had passed since she'd been back, and she missed it terribly.
Grandma Du held her hand, looked her up and down, then squinted at Commander Zhou before finally saying, "We're all old now. In my memory, you were young, just children. Back in the day..."
Grandma Du suddenly revealed a mysterious smile.
Commander Zhou stood up alertly and said rudely to Zhou Xing's mother, "Don't mention what happened back then again. If you do, we're getting a divorce!" Then he turned and hurriedly fled.
Qin Xiaoyu and Zhou Yue were startled. When had Commander Zhou ever said such harsh words? Looking at Zhou Xing's mother and Old Mrs. Du, they didn't seem angry at all; instead, they seemed to be suppressing laughter.
"Mom, what's wrong?" Qin Xiaoyu asked tentatively.
"Dare I say that? You heard what your father just said!" Zhou Xing's mother glared at her.
Zhou Yue's single glance was enough to entice Qin Xiaoyu.
"Something must have happened. Did my dad embarrass himself?" Zhou Yue smiled mischievously.
"We can just get the information from Mom," Qin Xiaoyu thought mischievously. The two hit it off immediately, and on a dark and windy night, the two sisters lured Zhou Xing's mother to the living room, and as they talked, they got down to business.
"You lot, your father has spoiled you for nothing!" Zhou Xing's mother raised her hand angrily, but instead of poking Qin Xiaoyu, she gave Zhou Yue a slap.
"Okay, Mom, just tell me. This is our family history, and it needs to be passed down."
"Are you going to pass this on? Aren't you afraid of driving your dad crazy?" Zhou Xing's mother was trying to scare them, but then she couldn't help but burst into laughter.
Mrs. Fang has a place to stay, so let's arrange for Old Mrs. Du to stay there.
My uncle accompanied her this time. Once everything is settled, he'll head back. They're both very busy people and can't stay indefinitely. Before leaving, he repeatedly told Qin Xiaoyu to contact them immediately if she needed anything.
The 1980s were not like the 21st century; medical conditions were not as advanced, so there weren't many centenarians. This nearly 100-year-old was a rare sight, especially since he was such a venerable and otherworldly person. Wherever he went, he was surrounded by onlookers.
After being cooped up at home for so long, Grandma Du was suddenly allowed some fresh air and was in a good mood. She walked a few more steps and then complained of foot pain that evening.
Zhou Xing's mother went over and massaged him for a while, then talked to him for a long time, and finally coaxed him to sleep.
"Mom, I'm sorry to have troubled you." Qin Xiaoyu felt sorry for her.
"It's no trouble at all. I'm just happy to see my family. Besides, everyone gets old eventually. When that day comes, you'll take care of me just as well." Zhou Xing's mother was completely at ease with this, and Qin Xiaoyu stroked her bulging belly.
"There will be more Jiajia in the future."
"I asked my little sister, why is she called Jiajia?"
She said we were a family, and he joined later.
“A Lei is the one who has a way. I was always worried that having a child would hurt Hanhan and Xiaomei, but it turns out that it’s not a problem for him.”
"Because he put his heart into it." The mother and daughter supported each other as they escorted Qin Xiaoyu to the door.
A Lei heard the noise and came to open the door.
"His ears are even better than Laifu's," Qin Xiaoyu laughed at him.
"I've already made the arrangements. The cake and Laifu will be delivered soon." A Lei was very thoughtful, and Qin Xiaoyu rewarded him with a kiss.
To everyone's surprise, Tang Hu turned out well, getting into a good university to study fashion design, and achieving his goal. Tang Hu's mother called long distance to thank Qin Xiaoyu, crying as she spoke, rambling on and on, too excited to speak coherently.
Xiao Li got some medicine from Deng Jianyan, but Qin Xiaoyu didn't let them leave immediately, telling them to stay for a while longer.
Tang Long couldn't stay idle, so he took Xiao Li out to play everywhere.
Deng Jianyan privately told Qin Xiaoyu about the situation. Xiaoli's body does have difficulty getting pregnant, but it's not a serious problem. The main issue is that she's too preoccupied with her worries, which is worsening her condition. She'll be fine when she can relax.
Qin Xiaoyu knew that it was something that no amount of persuasion from others could change, so she could only tell Tang Long privately that she would definitely be more considerate.
Deng Jianyan cured several more cases of infertility, and his reputation grew. Now, people are lining up to see Dr. Deng, and he even had to hire a nurse to keep up with the demand. He insists on seeing only thirty patients a day, leaving time for his wife and children.
K, who's almost fifty and about to become a father, spoils Ye Qiu rotten. He even found a place here and moved in so it would be convenient for her to see a doctor.
He dismissed the two women around him and found two maids for Ye Qiu.
Qin Xiaoyu hadn't seen Ye Qiu for a month, and her face had become so round, she looked like a ball. Deng Jianyan gave her a good scare, telling her to go home and lose weight.
"I really regret quitting my job. I've been eating and sleeping all day at home, so bored," Ye Qiu muttered. She just wants to go to the fashion street again once she's a little further along in her pregnancy and past the due date.
I don't know how A Lei did it to Qin Xiaoye last time, but she never mentions the past again and focuses all her attention on her work. She talks less and less, and hardly says anything except about work.
Qin Xiaoyu took the opportunity to recount what she had done back in her hometown. Qin Xiaoye listened with her head down, offering no comment.
"It's nothing, I'm going down now."
Qin Xiaoyu felt that her heart was dead. She was only twenty-four years old, but looking into her eyes, it seemed as if she had lived her whole life.
The autumn clothing line was a great success. With its established reputation, people had a preconceived notion that it looked better than other brands.
While Qin Xiaoyu was working diligently, Gao Daxiong was also busy.
He took over Qian Beibei's modeling team, and these people banded together to fight alongside Qin Xiaoyu.
This modeling team mainly selected models based on their faces; they were all quite pretty, but something just seemed off. The models Qian Beibei trained didn't look like models at all; they looked more like streetwalkers, swaying like willows in a gentle breeze, their movements so alluring they made people itch.
Gao Daxiong wasn't afraid of being watched. Every day, he would have models wear his clothes and stroll around the fashion street, which certainly caught people's attention.
"I heard he's also pulled some strings to represent Guangdong Province in the competition," Ye Qiu said, having heard the inside information and rushing over to report it.
"He doesn't have any original designs either. Is he going to submit a knock-off to the competition? Doesn't he care about being laughed at?" Qin Xiaoyu suddenly remembered. How could he not have any original designs? Wasn't Zhu Xu one? Would he really let Zhu Xu's fashion designs enter the competition?
However, it's hard to say. Someone like Gao Daxiong knows how to use connections, so maybe he can get a first prize.
"I heard he also had someone design it, but I haven't seen what it looks like," Ye Qiu said confidently.
The street was divided into two factions, both watching closely to see who would have the last laugh.
For this trip, Qin Xiaoyu only brought three models—Hu Xing, Da Ya, and Da Zhuang—plus Song Miaomiao, who did the makeup, with a total of three outfits. Whether they can win an award depends on them.
Needless to say, A Lei also has a house in Beijing, and the group moved in to prepare for the competition.
"Make some time for me, my uncle is treating you to dinner," A Lei said to Qin Xiaoyu immediately after receiving a phone call.
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