Chapter 735: Lu Xiaobao, Super Awesome
Fu Jingyou took the money and bought half a pound of fried peanuts and two bottles of Lao Baigan.
In the evening, I sat down and chatted with some senior colleagues from the same workshop for two hours before going back.
It's going to be busy for a while.
Children start school early and are sent to school in early September.
Especially Shi An.
Schools in the city are very particular, and good schools are even more particular.
I won’t go into the various written procedures for Beijing University Affiliated Primary School.
Before the school officially starts, you have to take people there for a unified basic physical examination, measure the size of the school uniform and red scarf, etc.
Fu Jingyou was busy for a few days and basically finished taking care of the children's affairs. Several universities in northern Beijing were about to start school one after another.
At the British News Agency, Lu Miao's help this time has come to an end.
I said hello to Teacher Tan and asked for two days off in advance to prepare for the start of school.
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The canvas pocket that I used as a school bag had been used for too long and the corners had worn out and small holes had appeared.
Lu Miao chose casual linen material and made a new one.
One side of the strap of the simple handbag is decorated with a square piece of light silk fabric and tied with a unique flower.
When necessary, you can take it off and use it as a handkerchief.
After finishing all this, Lu Miao lifted up the handbag and looked around.
Either minimalist or extravagant.
That's pretty good.
She nodded slightly in satisfaction and put the large piece of fabric away.
There were still two pieces of leftover cloth strips on the sewing machine table, about fifteen to eighteen centimeters long and about two fingers wide.
There's nothing I can do with it, and it always feels a bit of a shame to lose it or use it as a rope.
Lu Miao went back to the house and brought out several rolls of lace of varying widths.
She gestured with the lace and strips of cloth, wondering what she could do.
Tang Mei finished her work outside and came in with a palm-leaf fan to sit beside her and fan herself:
"Oh my god, it's already been the beginning of autumn for a month, and it's not getting any cooler yet?"
"It should be soon. Let's wait for the sun to cool down before we continue working. It's already been tanned..."
"It's not a job at all. It's just a few diapers for the baby. I washed them in the sun and hung them up to dry."
Tang Mei looked at her with a smile, shook her head, and changed the subject:
"Xiao Xie is getting married soon, how should we prepare the gifts?"
"Just go with it. Whatever the Ling family had before, their family will have the same amount."
Thinking that Tang Mei was afraid that the two families would become too close and that it would be embarrassing to have less companions, Lu Miao added:
"Fifty yuan isn't too little. Many people can't earn that much in a month. Brother You's internship salary is only twenty yuan."
Tang Mei waved her hand, "This gift is quite generous."
The two families are impartial, and Tang Mei actually thinks so too.
"Wen Pei came to ask about this at the time. She said she was worried that it wouldn't look good if it wasn't enough, so she asked how much you wanted to give so she could consider it."
"Don't you know how much I gave?"
"yes."
Tang Mei nodded and said:
"I told her it was fifty yuan. I was afraid you'd do whatever you wanted and add a little more or take a little less, which would cause trouble with her later. So I just asked."
If I say the gift amount is fifty yuan, but then it exceeds fifty yuan, wouldn't people misunderstand me and think I'm trying to put someone down on purpose?
From another perspective, if the price is less than 50 yuan, it will also be difficult to write.
What if people think it's a scam to trick them into spending more money?
Lu Miao paused and looked at Tang Mei, obviously thinking of these ideas as well.
"The amount of the gift depends on the individual's circumstances. True affection cannot be measured by money. There's no point in using that as a reference... If someone asks you about this in the future, just say you don't know. If they insist, ask them to come and ask me in person."
It's easy to make mistakes in answering this question.
If you meet someone who is cunning and mention a slightly higher amount, you can bet that they will start to suspect your financial situation.
It depends on the individual situation and the situation between the two families. It’s up to the individual. There is nothing to refer to.
Tang Mei said "hmm" and nodded.
Lu Miao knew that she didn't like others to interfere in her affairs.
It was only because Liu Wenpei was the new daughter-in-law that she said this.
Now that I think about it,
The situation of the Ling family is different from theirs.
When it comes to gifts, the decision has to be made, and Liu Wenpei should go back and ask her parents-in-law.
Although the old couple of the Ling family are not here, they are not far away.
Tang Mei thought about it and nodded, and her decision not to meddle in other people's affairs became more and more determined.
Lu Miao said "hmm" cleverly and suddenly had an idea.
Trim the raw edges of the fabric strips, and then cut a piece of lace of a similar color to align with the fabric strips.
Lu Miao buried her head in the sound of the sewing machine, and soon an exquisite and unique lace headband was completed.
Without thinking too much, some of the previously unused waste materials have found a place to go, and new models can even be produced.
very nice!
Lu Miao curved her eyes in satisfaction, and began to cut the lace edges to make the next headband.
Thinking of something, she tilted her head and asked:
"When did Liu Wenpei ask you about the gift? I don't think she's been around lately."
"How could she be here? It was just two days ago in the afternoon when Mei Zi was helping to look after the kids. I ran into her when I was out buying groceries and that's when we chatted. She hasn't been here much lately."
"oh……"
Lu Miao responded thoughtfully.
The idea flashed through his mind for a moment, but he quickly ignored it and continued to tinker with his own things.
I always feel something is weird, but I can't quite put my finger on what's wrong.
Maybe she was overthinking it...
After all, didn’t Liu Wenpei find a job in the cafeteria of Renmin University?
Maybe they are just busy?
Shaking his head, Lu Miao didn't take the matter too seriously.
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Let’s talk about what happens after college starts.
Lu Miao's opening day was a slam dunk.
After the Chinese version of the famous American novel "War Winds" translated by her was printed and put on the shelves by the publishing house, editor Xu Hongmei sent her the authentic example text book.
But the item was not sent to her home, but to Peking University. The president gave it to a professional tutor, who then passed it on to her.
I didn't understand why we had to go around in such a big circle.
It was not until Chen Rivet praised her on the campus radio that she realized that this was also a manifestation of honor and ability.
It will be recorded in the personal performance and achievement book at school.
Xu Hongmei probably guessed that she didn't understand, so she sent it directly to her school, taking advantage of the situation and getting it done in one go.
The Chinese version of "War Winds" is divided into two thick volumes.
Classmates often borrowed books from Lu Miao.
Some people read the content, some people watch the fun.
But no one thinks that the obvious vertical layout on the book cover, "Translator: Lu Miao", is not impressive.
These are not just three or five pages of draft paper, but two real books!
It’s not like I haven’t seen Lu Miao translating manuscripts during lunch breaks.
But she was so busy doing whatever she wanted before that no one took it seriously.
Now looking at the two physical books that have been typeset and printed, the impact is really too strong.
Everyone in the sophomore English class seemed to have just woken up, and they all started wondering, "How on earth did she do that?"
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