Chapter 849: Spreading and Promoting
"Didn't someone from their family come to Yangyang's first birthday party? At that time, his daughter said that I got the job as a teacher through backdoors or something."
Lu Miao threw his bag aside and said unhappily:
"I was so angry because it was a wedding day, so I suppressed my anger! Now she comes to me, hoping to use my connections to get into the British Society. Can't I say a few words to her?"
Others might misunderstand what I said, but how could Min Qiaoqiao be misunderstood?
She wants to spread it, does she have the nerve to do that?
It was exactly as Lu Miao thought.
It was noon at that time, and Min's mother chased her daughter out of the yard.
After realizing her daughter's abnormal behavior, Min's mother asked some more questions and ended up finding out what happened on the day of Lu Baichuan's first birthday celebration.
Min's mother was stunned for a long time before she reacted. She pinched Min Qiaoqiao several times and asked her why she didn't tell her about this earlier.
If she had known this earlier, how could Min's mother have had the nerve to come to this house?
Min Qiaoqiao was furious, but her answer was very straightforward and clear.
It was only after meeting Lu Miao that she slowly began to equate people with each other. Otherwise, would she have rushed to bring humiliation upon herself?
Mother Min sighed, feeling completely ashamed.
The more I think about it, the more embarrassing it becomes.
Don’t say anything about asking acquaintances for help. Min’s mother walked ahead and hurried home.
I really can't afford to lose this person!
After listening to Lu Miao's chatter, Lu Yuanzheng gradually understood what his daughter meant when she asked who the car belonged to.
Tang Mei is even more so.
When she heard that the girl from the Min family had talked about their child behind her back, she immediately started complaining:
"This is really...what are you talking about?"
"How can they be so embarrassed? Huh? They think everyone is just like them, using connections to get out of trouble at the slightest sign of trouble!"
"If you despise it so much, why bother coming here? You want to eat fish and yet find it fishy? How shameless!"
"Shameless" is probably the harshest word Tang Mei has ever said.
But even so, Lu Yuanzheng quickly stopped him with a frown and a "tsk" sound:
"There are several children here, big and small, so please be careful with your words."
Tang Mei glanced at Lu Miao and the kids and immediately fell silent.
Lu Miao rolled his eyes and hummed softly, "He's quite shameless."
Lu Yuanzheng turned his gaze over, she curled her lips and turned her head to look to the side.
…
After dinner, Lu Miao went back to the house to wash and clean up.
Put the thick clothes into the closet, and move the clothes that will be worn in hot weather to a place outside that is easy to reach.
I originally thought that after I finished cleaning up, the child’s father would be back.
In the end, no one was waiting.
Fu Jingyou has been busy recently and often comes home late.
Lu Miao didn't wait intentionally, he turned off the light and went to bed first.
But when I woke up the next morning, I felt cold and empty around me, and realized that the person had not come back all night.
"Are you that busy?"
Lu Miao muttered.
After wasting time and time, Lu Miao got up a little late and didn't have time to think too much. He quickly made the bed, combed his hair and tied it into a low ponytail.
Take your toothpaste and toothbrush and go out to wash.
"Mom, we're going to school!"
"Okay, listen to your teacher at school and eat your fill, okay?"
"I know~"
She was squatting under the eaves brushing her teeth. Mingxia came over and kissed her, then she laughed and jumped out of the yard with her brother and grandfather.
Lu Miao quickly finished washing up, put on his bag and walked out.
Tang Mei called her: "Eat your meal before you leave! Everything is ready..."
"I got up late today and can't make it in time. I'll eat in the cafeteria at the community... If Brother You comes back, tell him to stop being so busy and come back for dinner when he has time."
The food at the factory is definitely not as good as the food at home.
How can I survive if I don’t eat well and don’t get enough rest?
There's heavy machinery over there, and if something goes wrong due to carelessness it's no joke.
Another thing is that I don’t see him every day, and my family is worried about him.
"I have to go, think about telling Brother You!"
After hurriedly giving instructions, Lu Miao walked out with his handbag.
Tang Mei stretched out Erkang's hand and seemed to be hesitant to speak.
I cooked a big pot of porridge. Except for a few little ones who each ate half a bowl, the rest was left in the pot almost intact.
…
After a month of leisure and comfort, I returned to work after the May holiday. The task that the leader had only half-spoken about last time was finally issued in full this time.
Carry forward Chinese traditions internally and export Chinese culture externally...
Lu Miao thought about it in the office for a whole morning and had a rough idea in his mind.
Things passed down from the past, when put into written form, are mostly obscure and difficult to understand.
If it is disseminated in the form of images or videos, the effect should be much better...
Lu Miao drafted a list of simple ideas and discussed them with Minister Zhan Xinhou first.
Only after confirming that it was feasible did Yu Hong go to the editorial department to arrange the task of collecting information.
The other part required photographic equipment, but many things had not been finalized yet, so Lu Miao did not rush over to communicate.
She reported her travel plans to the agency and took Yu Hong and her family's camera to travel through the old alleys in northern Beijing.
Xi Lufeng had applied to go along, but since they didn't need so many people, Lu Miao didn't let him go.
There are still countless folk artists in this era.
However, if we want to export culture abroad, we must consider the issue from a certain economic perspective.
After running around for several days, Lu Miao screened out many things and finally found an entry point from Chongwenmen Huaerzuo.
Crafts such as silk flowers have already enjoyed a certain level of popularity internationally and do not require excessive embellishment.
There are many kinds of materials needed for silk flowers, such as paper, silk, etc.
Lu Miao learned from the master craftsman that the silk raw materials used in Huaer's work come from the mountainous area outside the Sixth Ring Road in the northeast.
After asking someone for the detailed address, she went back and called Xi Lufeng to go with her to explore the route.
After all, at this stage, the area outside the second ring road is rural.
Further away, on the other side of the Sixth Ring Road, there are mountain villages that have completely preserved their original ecology.
The place is remote and it’s several hours’ journey, so it’s safer to take two male comrades with you.
It was still a very long distance from the destination, and while driving on the road, you could see the clouds covering the mountainside outside.
Very artistic conception.
Lu Miao shouted to stop the car many times during the journey, then got out to take photos and collect materials, intending to keep them for later use as materials.
But the cameras of this era have very poor image quality on cloudy days.
I wasted a whole roll of film, and in the end, only those two photos were usable.
Lu Miao rewound the film to see the effect, and couldn't help but frown and say "tsk".
Xi Lufeng thought she had encountered difficulties in operation and took the initiative to ask:
"Do you need help?"
When he was studying abroad, he also came into contact with things like cameras.
"It's the weather. You can't help me with that."
Lu Miao shook his head and hung the camera strap around his neck. He raised his chin and got into the car with Yu Hong.
The car stopped for the last time, then started again and didn't stop until it was near the destination.
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