Luan Feng seemed to have fallen in love with the mirror all of a sudden. She looked left and right, making the people in the mirror blush.
Could it be that this guy has fallen in love with the mirror?
She looked at herself in the mirror and then looked back at Wan Feng: "Does it look good?"
"It looks very good." Wan Feng spoke truthfully. Luan Fengsheng looked good in anything he wore.
Luan Feng smiled charmingly at Wan Feng. "I think you have a very clever mind. How did you come up with the idea of sewing two bars here? Why do you have so many messed-up ideas?"
"I prefer to daydream and let my thoughts wander, so I have so many weird ideas." Wan Feng spoke nonsense seriously.
Luan Feng immediately turned around and sewed another sweater, and put it on to try it out.
"Which one should I wear?"
Wan Feng thought seriously for a fraction of a second. "Blue, you're already quite restless and fiery. If you wear red, you'll probably get into trouble. Wearing blue will make you appear more stable, giving off a sense of tranquility and a sense of modesty waiting to bloom. Therefore, I suggest you wear blue."
"You are the one who is furious. You are the one who is in trouble." Luan Feng rolled her eyes at Wan Feng, but obediently put away the blue clothes.
"Now let's talk about my grandma's clothes. They need to be made in this style."
Wan Feng drew the style of clothes he needed for elderly women on a piece of paper.
"The collar should be round, the front should be double-breasted, and the buttons should preferably be hand-woven. I don't think you can do it."
Luan Feng curled her lips: "You look down on me too much, but my master taught me."
I didn’t expect her master would even teach her this. It shows that Yan Shufang treats this apprentice very well.
Luan Feng carefully looked at the pattern drawn by Wan Feng and imitated it in her mind.
Luan Feng has a problem of being on fire. If she has some work in her mind, she must finish it at night, otherwise she will not be able to sleep well.
She immediately took Wan Feng to his grandmother's house to measure the size. Wan Feng had no choice but to accompany her back to his grandmother's house to measure the size before giving up.
After measuring the size, Wan Feng had to send her home.
On a summer night, with stars in the sky and frogs croaking on the ground, Wan Feng and Luan Feng walked side by side on the road between the east end of the depression and the ditch.
Luan Feng hesitated for a few seconds before reaching out and holding Wan Feng's arm.
Wan Feng tried to break free, but Luan Feng's fierce voice came to his ears: "Don't break free!"
Wan Feng smiled bitterly and had no choice but to let Luan Feng hold his arm, feeling like a prisoner being escorted.
"What's wrong with your face?"
Why did this topic come up again?
"Didn't I tell you to touch it?"
"Nonsense! I believe you got hit on the face once, but what about the bruise on the back of your neck? And what about those other bruises on your back?"
Wan Feng was puzzled. Could this girl have developed X-ray vision? How did she know everything about his back?
"How did you see that?"
"I saw you taking off your clothes and putting on a tank top to wash your face while I was measuring your grandmother."
Miscalculated! I was seen by this mischievous woman. Luckily, I was just washing my face. If I had taken a shower, I'm afraid my brother would have been seen.
Wan Feng had no choice but to recount the battle.
As the battle was going on, Luan Feng held his arm tighter and tighter, and a bunch of bulging things pressing on his arm made him feel uneasy.
After finally reaching Luan Feng's house, Wan Feng quickly broke free from Luan Feng's arms.
If he walked this way again, something bad would definitely happen. He was very nervous both mentally and physically. If he hadn't been mature enough to suppress himself, his animal nature would have been unleashed long ago.
This time I am finally liberated.
Luan Feng hesitated and said in a voice as thin as a mosquito: "To comfort you, I allow you to kiss me."
This excuse is good. It cleverly transfers what you want to do to the other party without showing off.
As a man, there is really no reason to refuse such kindness.
then…
"No kiss!"
Wan Feng refused flatly, then raised his head and looked at Dayu as if he was better than me.
He knew Luan Feng's personality too well. He was very afraid that a kiss would cause a tantrum. He was very afraid of Luan Feng's boldness in some things.
Her temperament is like a raging fire. If you give her some sunshine, she won't just shine brightly but burn boldly, burning to the point of destroying the earth.
This is not an open era yet, and there are already rumors about him and Luan Feng.
Zai Wanfeng was not ready yet. Although he had a lot of good feelings towards Luan Feng now, he was not completely moved.
"Are you a man?" Luan Feng said in a complaining tone.
"Not yet."
"Hmph! You're making me so angry! I'll let someone else kiss me tomorrow." Luan Feng turned around and left, disappearing into the distance like a stubborn donkey.
This woman dares to say anything.
Wan Feng shook his head helplessly. Luan Feng would definitely be angry with him tonight, and this resentment would definitely last until tomorrow morning.
Yes, tomorrow morning, when she wakes up she will have forgotten everything, as if nothing had happened.
That's her temperament.
Luan Feng left, and Wan Feng was about to go home to sleep, but he accidentally discovered that the brick factory was brightly lit.
Are there still people working in the brick factory? I didn't hear any machinery noise.
Luan Feng's home was only four or five hundred meters away from the brick and tile factory, so Wan Feng walked straight to the brick and tile factory.
The cement tile factory building of the brick and tile factory was dark, but there were bright lights near the brick kiln. Several shirtless men in aprons were sweating profusely as they came out of the kiln.
Old Yuan, the night watchman at the brick and tile factory, sat on a rock, fanning himself with a palm-leaf fan and watching the people coming out of the kiln.
"Don't they rest at night?" Wan Feng came to Old Yuan and asked.
"It's hot during the day, so they work and rest at night. They worked all night last night."
“So how many bricks have been produced now?”
"More than 30,000, probably. There are less than 30,000 bricks left in the kiln. I estimate that most of them will be produced tonight, and the kiln can be loaded tomorrow."
Large brick kilns usually start loading bricks on the other side as soon as space is vacated after unloading bricks from one side, in order to save time. However, there is no need to make this kiln in the depression so complicated. The total capacity is only 60,000 bricks, so it does not take much time to load bricks after emptying the kiln.
"Have these two brick and tile factories made any business?"
Old Yuan shook his head. "Some people did come to look at the goods and ask for prices, but no sales were made."
If people come to see the goods, it means that the advertisements we distributed have been effective, and the deal will not be far away. After all, it is summer, the off-season for infrastructure construction.
In rural areas, most people prepare materials for building new houses or renovating houses in winter, and construction begins in the spring and summer of the following year, when the building materials are needed.
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