Li Qiumei never thought that she would be able to live her life again, and her clothes-making skills would come in handy.
Moreover, the styles of clothes she could make were much more beautiful than those we have now.
Li Qiumei planned to make clothes and sell them first.
After two years, when travel became more convenient, I went to Guangzhou to wholesale clothes and pants and sell them.
After all, their machine is more advanced, with better materials and workmanship, and a more novel style.
Selling clothes makes money faster than making clothes.
In a large tailor shop, the boss heard Li Qiumei say that she could also make clothes.
I threw her a piece of scrap material and asked her to walk around the line a few times to see how it works.
Having not touched it for many years, Li Qiumei also wanted to give it a try.
She sat down at the sewing machine and calmed herself down.
The needle is started, the cloth is fed, and the needle is stopped. In the blink of an eye, several circles of thread are made.
The boss took it, looked at the stitches, and asked Li Qiumei if she was willing to work for him.
"The craftsman who made my clothes went home to give birth.
Not many people know this craft these days.
I haven't been able to find the right person to do it.
If you are willing to come, I will give you one dollar and fifty cents for making a piece of clothing and one dollar for making a pair of pants.
I have a professional tailor here, you just need to sew it."
When Li Qiumei heard this, her eyes lit up.
She asked the boss, "How many clothes do you have to make?"
The boss looked through the list and said, "Thirty shirts, twenty-three pairs of trousers, four coats, and two skirts.
I'll give you two dollars each for your coat and skirt."
Li Qiumei was amazed. She never thought that business in the provincial capital was so booming.
Seeing that Li Qiumei didn't say anything, the boss quickly pointed to the roof.
“There’s a bed up here, you can stay in the store.
The only thing you have to do when you need to go to the bathroom is the public restroom across the street.
Because we make clothes, we are not allowed to cook in the store to prevent odor.
You can eat at the snack bar next door."
Li Qiumei agreed as she had a place to stay and could make money.
She told her boss that she was going to get her luggage and would come to work the next morning.
At this time, Wu Xiaoxia had not yet finished get off work, and Li Qiumei was embarrassed to go to the factory to disturb her.
Just strolling along the street is a good opportunity to relive the city life in the 1980s.
In the shops on the street, tape recorders are playing popular music of that era.
The streets are filled with people riding bicycles, and there are very few vehicles.
Li Qiumei was filled with emotion.
In her previous life, she had never left the county town.
I don’t know what the world outside is like or how lively it is.
In this life, she has to make more money so that she can travel around the world.
"Auntie, Auntie." Li Qiumei heard a familiar voice.
A jeep stopped up ahead.
Cheng Zhiming jumped out of the car and ran towards her.
"Auntie, are you in town too?"
Li Qiumei was stunned: "Well, Cheng Zhiming, don't you have class today?"
“Auntie, we had our summer vacation yesterday.
My eldest brother brought my third brother to the hospital for a follow-up checkup."
Cheng Zhiqian also came out of the cab.
He nodded towards Li Qiumei.
"Thank you for helping Zhiheng find a tutor.
We'll treat you to a meal."
Li Qiumei was about to say "No thanks" when Cheng Zhiming pulled her towards the car.
"Auntie, come up quickly! Let's go eat something delicious together!"
Seeing Li Qiumei get in the car, Cheng Zhiheng nodded at her.
Li Qiumei muttered in her heart: "Stinky boy! He never calls for help."
"What are the results of the reexamination?"
Cheng Zhiqian continued, "He's recovering very well. The bones have healed."
When they arrived at the restaurant, Li Qiumei and Cheng Zhiming were attracted by the dough figurine stall in front of the restaurant.
Cheng Zhiheng stared at Li Qiumei outside the window, playing with the chopsticks in his hand and talking to himself.
"That's not right, this woman doesn't look sad at all.
Qian Wanwan is a liar, a liar!"
Cheng Zhiqian took a sip of water.
“What are you talking about?
Who is the liar?
They saved you and helped you a lot.
Please show some understanding and thank the person respectfully.
Also, you are such a grown-up, but you don’t even say hello when we meet. Is that appropriate?
Have you learned all your manners like a dog?"
Cheng Zhiheng tapped the chopsticks in his hand.
"Brother, I nodded and said hello to her.
What do you think I should call her?
Should I follow Cheng Zhiming and call her Auntie or Big Sister? Or should I call her by her name?
Cheng Zhiqian scratched his head. He didn’t know what to call it!
"Then you can't curse people behind their backs either, you hear me?"
Cheng Zhiheng threw down the chopsticks in his hand.
"Brother, I didn't scold her.
The person I was scolding was Qian Wanwan, who was taking extra classes with me.
These days, Qian Wanwan wipes away tears at every turn.
I heard her tell Mrs. Song that her eldest brother was divorced.
It was said that her sister-in-law was having an affair with this woman's husband.
She also divorced him and was kicked out of the house with nothing."
Cheng Zhiheng pointed at Li Qiumei outside the door with chopsticks.
"Look at her, she's smiling so happily, how can she look like a divorced woman?
Besides, with her explosive temper, who has the guts to let her leave with nothing?
Is she the kind of person who can suffer losses?
Qian Wanwan is just talking nonsense."
Cheng Zhiqian looked at Li Qiumei who was talking to Cheng Zhiming with great joy.
From time to time he would laugh out loud without any manner of manner.
He also felt from the bottom of his heart that Li Qiumei did not look like a woman who had just been divorced.
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