Chapter 69 This is a big thing! 2AQn(jhssd)
"Isn't this a sewing machine?!"
After Ma Fangfang said this, all the villagers gathered around.
This sewing machine is a rare commodity. It is hard to find one in their surrounding area. It is something that only people in the city can afford. Just this one costs over a hundred yuan.
"Tsk, tsk, tsk, who bought these? There are three of them?"
Qin Changcheng looked at Qin Qing and asked, "Qin Qing, did you buy this? We don't need this to make a mop."
"It's not me. I can't afford it either."
Qin Qing waved her hand and looked at Fang Zhiwei. She couldn't think of anyone else except him.
The delivery man pointed at Fang Zhiwei while pulling the rope to unload the goods.
"He bought it, and he was the one who asked me to deliver it here."
Everyone looked at Fang Zhiwei. Before, everyone was in a mess and no one paid attention to him. Now that the delivery man pointed at him, everyone looked up and was amazed.
“Who…who is this?”
"Oh my god, how can he be so handsome! There's no one in our village who is prettier than him."
"Who says there isn't one? Gu Jingmo, the educated youth who went to the countryside before, is comparable to him."
"Qin Qing, this is... your boyfriend?"
Qin Qing was amused by everyone's reaction and said with a smile, "Uncle, aunt, can't you recognize him? This is Fang Zhiwei!"
"Fang Zhiwei? No, no, no, that's impossible. I see Xiao Fang every day, and he doesn't look like this!"
"Besides, his legs aren't lame, he can walk just fine. Isn't Fang Zhiwei lame?"
The villagers gathered around and couldn't believe that the handsome man with thick eyebrows and big eyes in front of them was actually Fang Zhiwei.
"His leg was injured before, but it has healed recently."
Qin Qing just came up with a lame excuse, but no one else paid much attention to it.
"Everyone, please help us get this sewing machine down first."
When Fang Zhiwei shouted, Lei Zi immediately went over and helped him take a sewing machine off the Sanhan cart.
Lei Zi approached Fang Zhiwei and whispered, "Brother Fang, they don't believe it, but I do! You are so beautiful, you are more worthy of Sister Qing."
"You're a good talker, kid."
Fang Zhiwei smiled, and found Lei Zi's words very helpful.
Qin Changcheng and others brought down the other two sewing machines. Ma Fangfang excitedly stepped on them, but found that the pedals were not easy to turn.
"What's going on? This sewing machine is broken!"
"I didn't say it was good. These are sewing machines I recycled at the scrap yard. If they were really good, who would throw them away?"
The delivery man muttered something and threw the rope onto Sanhan's car.
"Boss, the goods have been delivered to you. I also found this book. Consider it a gift to you. No charge."
The man handed two books to Fang Zhiwei. Lei Zi looked down and saw that one was the instruction manual for the sewing machine and the other was the maintenance manual for the sewing machine.
"Brother Fang, are you going to learn and practice right now?"
"I've repaired a lot of machines before, so the principles should be similar. I'll learn it after just one look."
"That's right. The machines should all be similar."
Lei Zi nodded, thinking very naively. If he knew that Fang Zhiwei had repaired dispatch planes, fighter planes, and artillery in the past, he probably wouldn't have thought so.
"Can this really be fixed?"
Ma Fangfang looked at the sewing machine. If it was really repaired, there would be three sewing machines in their village. If this got out, which village wouldn’t be envious?
In Ma Fangfang's heart, she had long regarded Qin Qing as a person from Hedong Village, and Hun Gen had never thought that she lived in Dagang Village.
"If Fang Zhiwei says it's okay, then it must be okay."
After Qin Qing said this, Fang Zhiwei, who was reading the maintenance manual, looked up and the two smiled knowingly. Everyone present, as long as they were not blind, could feel the sweet feeling.
Qin Wanguo and Qin Changcheng continued to distribute food coupons to others. Fang Zhiwei began to study the sewing machine. Lei Zi was not in a hurry to get the food coupons. He followed Fang Zhiwei and helped him study in a serious manner.
Ma Fangfang was a regular on-the-go person, and when Qin Qing needed help, she actually found two people to come over.
"This is Qin Laoliu's daughter-in-law, Yueji. Call me sister."
Yueji had a plain and ordinary appearance but a clear gaze. She looked at Qin Qing, who was nervously buttoning the hem of her clothes, and said, "Hello, Sister Qing."
"This girl embroidered pillowcases for me before. The pair of mandarin ducks were really well made! Her skills in making clothes might not be as good as before, but she's young and can learn! And this..."
Ma Fangfang turned sideways, and a thin man stood behind her.
The man was no more than 1.60 meters tall and weighed only 80 or 90 kilograms. His bony figure couldn't be concealed even with his thin clothes. But his fingers were slender, with rounded joints and no calluses on his palms; he looked like he had never done any heavy work.
"Brother Dashan..."
Qin Qing knew Qin Dashan. He was nearly thirty years old and a bachelor in the village.
Qin Dashan was lucky. He had helped a prisoner who had been sent to the cowshed for reform. Later, he was rehabilitated and returned to Kyoto. He was then transferred to a factory in the provincial capital to work. He lived a very prosperous life.
As a result, no one knew what he had done wrong, but he came back home covered in dust and dirt, and he was the only one left at home. He was unwilling to work in the fields, saying that it would hurt his hands. He lived off his savings in the village, and was barely able to avoid death from osmium.
"Qin Qing, if you want to make clothes, I can make cotton jackets, coats, and cotton pants! I used to work in a garment factory that specialized in these things."
Qin Dashan said this with great enthusiasm. He felt that this was his chance. If he missed it, he would only be able to make mops in the future.
Grinding a wooden stick is too rough a job and hurts his hands, so he absolutely cannot do it.
"Brother Dashan, it's a good thing you have experience. What I want to do isn't that complicated. Let's go inside and talk."
Qin Qing winked at Ma Fangfang, and Ma Fangfang immediately led everyone into the main hall of the village committee. She also brought a few of her younger sisters along.
Anyway, these rural women all know how to do some needlework. If they follow Qin Qing, they will definitely have meat to eat!
Thinking of this, Ma Fangfang rushed to the main hall with her people.
Qin Qing went to find Fang Zhiwei who was working on the sewing machine, "Fang Zhiwei, can you lend me your coat first?"
Fang Zhiwei had already started to dismantle the sewing machine. In a few seconds, he had dismantled it into a bare frame. Lei Zi was dumbfounded. He had been following Fang Zhiwei, watching everything he saw. Before he could even figure out what was going on, Fang Zhiwei was already taking the machine apart. This learning speed was too terrifying!
"I have oil on my hand, can you help me with my wrist?"
Fang Zhiwei's hands were covered in black engine oil. Without thinking, he stood up, stretched out his hands, and motioned Qin Qing to drag him.
Qin Qing reached out and began to unbutton his shirt, one by one...
As the buttons were undone, her fingertips could even feel the warmth coming from Fang Zhiwei's chest, making her face start to turn red.
Qin Qing gradually felt that something was wrong. The two of them were very close, and she was still helping him tie his clothes. This scene looked like something a newlywed couple would do, especially when she glanced at Lei Zi, who was squatting on the ground, staring at them with a smirk on his face.
"Leizi, turn your head!"
Fang Zhiwei said domineeringly, Lei Zi turned his butt 180 degrees and turned his back to the two of them.
“No, I didn’t see anything!”
"Wrist."
Fang Zhiwei's words were obviously normal, but his breath was hot on Qin Qing's ears, making them feel hot.
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