If that’s the case, then why doesn’t he learn to do it?
Then after a long time, a "hmm" came out from his nose.
The light in Li Shengli's eyes suddenly rekindled: "Brother, when you cook, please call me. I want to try your cooking skills. After all, with sister-in-law's guidance, it must be right."
Shi Zhentang was speechless and choked: "...Hmm."
…
Tian Yuzhu was chatting enthusiastically with Zhao Xiaoman on the phone.
Zhao Xiaoman urged her over there: "Sister, you have to hurry up, the clothes here have been shipped out, and the money has been transferred to you, just do it!"
"Don't worry, in a few days, the twelve sewing machines will be working overtime for you." Tian Yuzhu was full of confidence.
"Twelve? You're amazing."
Zhao Xiaoman wished she could be there right there.
She likes to see the enthusiasm of the big guys working together.
"Xiao Man, if the sales of the clothes you make this time continue to rise, please find a way to talk to your uncle. I still want to order a sewing machine from him."
"Don't worry, sister, I'm thinking about you!"
Zhao Xiaoman is straightforward and honestly she really thinks about this matter.
"Then thank you in advance!"
"Why are we being polite?"
After chatting and laughing with Zhao Xiaoman and hanging up the phone, Tian Yuzhu simply called her hometown.
The last time they went back to their hometown, the village commune was set on fire and the telephone lines were cut off.
I couldn't get through for a long time.
I didn't expect that the call would go through as soon as I called today, and the person who answered the phone was the village party secretary.
The thick local accent warmed my heart: "Uncle, it's me, Yuzhu."
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