Chapter 64064 Chu Song Walking Sign
Weng Fengwei stopped talking and lowered his head to start peeling edamame.
Seeing that she didn't respond, Chu Song was not discouraged. Instead, he approached her with a smile. She moved a small stool for herself as if she was familiar with the place, and then sat down next to her.
"Grandma," she said sweetly, "Look, your excellent craftsmanship, how can it be buried? It would be such a shame."
"I'm just an old woman who doesn't like to be in the spotlight, so there's nothing to regret."
Chu Song immediately responded, "I understand. Grandma Weng is the most humble person I've ever met. That's why she doesn't like to be in the spotlight."
Weng Fengwei: “…”
"But I've already promised someone else, you can't let me lose face. She wants you to make her a new dress for her wedding. Getting married is such an important matter, and she's asking you for help. What does this mean? It means she's a testament to your tailoring skills!"
"You are quite eloquent."
"No, I'm basing everything on facts." Chu Song said sincerely, "Grandma, so you agree?"
Weng Fengwei did not answer her immediately, but briefly recalled the past. She was proud of her embroidery and dressmaking skills. She even learned the techniques from foreigners. All the clothes she made were praised by everyone.
Later, her house was ransacked and her family was destroyed. During the most difficult period, she wanted to make clothes for people to exchange for some food to fill her stomach. However, when those people saw her, they felt as if they saw something dirty, let alone wearing the clothes she made.
Gradually, she stopped touching needle and thread.
Weng Fengwei regained consciousness from his recollection and said coldly after a while, "Let that person come over and take a look. I'm only responsible for collecting money and doing the work. Whether the clothes are good or bad is none of my business."
The result was as Chu Song expected. She nodded contentedly, "Okay, I'll bring the person over later."
She flattered him, "Don't worry, Grandma. None of the clothes you make are ugly."
Weng Fengwei snorted, "...flatterer."
"Who said that? It's all my true words."
Chu Song did what he said and really brought Dong Man over in the afternoon.
Fang Qingrong was also at home. He was very skillful and whenever he had free time he would weave some bamboo baskets to sell. He would also secretly weave some small toys for Chu Song, including bamboo birds, bamboo dragonflies, and bamboo phoenixes.
Dong Man stood in the courtyard holding the cloth, looking very cramped and even a little afraid of the tall and strong Fang Qingrong next to her. She stuck close to Chu Song.
"Grandma Weng, I'd like to ask you to help me make a new dress."
Weng Fengwei nodded calmly and said, "Leave the material there. What kind of clothes do you want to make?"
Dong Man stated her requirements, and Weng Fengwei said "hmm" expressionlessly, then took her measurements and said, "Come and pick it up in a month or so."
Dong Man glanced at Chu Song, remembering what she had said before, and said with a stiff upper lip: "Okay, you should also pay attention to rest, don't rush to work, it will be bad for your health if you get too tired."
Weng Fengwei didn't react much, still nodded lightly, and just looked at Chu Song calmly.
Dong Man vaguely felt that the old lady seemed to smile. Although her attitude was not familiar with her, she did not make things difficult for her. She breathed a sigh of relief.
It's okay. She thought he had a weird temper and was difficult to get along with.
Dong Man didn't feel like staying any longer, and seeing that Chu Song wanted to stay for a while, she was the first to say goodbye.
After everyone left, Chu Song smiled and flattered himself, "Look, do I really negotiate a deal for you? If it were someone else, I would take a commission."
Weng Fengwei laughed and said, "You are obsessed with money."
"It's normal. People die for money, and birds die for food."
Although Dong Man told Weng Fengwei not to rush the work, her wedding date was approaching after all, so Weng Fengwei worked as hard as possible to make the dress for her before the wedding.
A light red cloud pattern jacket and a pair of navy blue split wide-leg pants are already very fashionable and eye-catching clothes in the countryside in this era.
Dong Man happily touched the buttons on the collar and was very satisfied with the clothes. "It looks really good and fits me perfectly. It's even better than I imagined."
She sincerely thanked Weng Fengwei.
Weng Fengwei shook her head. Seeing that Dong Man really liked the clothes she made, her expression finally stopped being tense and relaxed a lot, with a look of joy between her eyebrows.
"No, you paid for it, this is what I should do."
Dong Man held the new clothes and whispered to Chu Song, "Actually, it doesn't seem as scary as everyone says. The Weng family's grandparents and grandchildren are actually quite easy to get along with."
It's easier to get along with than some unreasonable people in the village.
Chu Song nodded, looking very proud.
More than just getting along well with each other, she could completely ride on Fang Qingrong's head and tell him to go east, and he would never go west.
Dong Man smiled and said, "I'll go tell Xiao Wang and the others later that Grandma Weng's craftsmanship is much better than Tailor Li's, and it's cheaper. You can go to her whenever you want to make clothes in the future!"
Chu Song is undoubtedly the "traffic female star" of Luhua Brigade, leading the fashion trend. For a time, a clothing-making craze swept among the young people of Luhua Brigade.
Chu Song is a walking signboard. Just standing there is more effective than any advertisement.
When everyone found out that the clothes she was wearing were made by Weng Fengwei, they all came to her house with the fabrics they had saved up with great difficulty, hoping to have some nice clothes made from them.
They are all young people who love to playful, both men and women, without any class prejudice, and they will not look down on others for being "landlord's sons".
The Weng family compound has been quiet and deserted for so many years, and it is rare for it to be lively again. The memories of those villagers with hideous faces who looked at people with disgust have gradually become blurred, and are replaced by sincere smiles now.
It would be a lie for Weng Fengwei to say that she was not touched. She said more today than in the past year combined.
In the evening, Fang Qingrong prepared a simple dinner, and the grandfather and grandson sat at the table and ate in silence.
Weng Fengwei suddenly said, "She is indeed a good child, and I will like her too."
When Fang Qingrong heard this, he immediately realized who his grandmother was talking about. He remained silent, not knowing how to answer. He just tightened his grip on the edge of the bowl, and his ears turned red.
Weng Fengwei sighed in her heart. It was not that she looked down on her own grandson. In her heart, Fang Qingrong was sensible and hardworking, and no one in the village could compare to him.
Her grandson was not a bad person, he just had bad luck and didn't live in a good time. He didn't enjoy any happiness after he was born, but instead suffered a lot.
Weng Fengwei: "I know I can't stop you. If you really like it, then go ahead and like it. What will happen in the future depends on your fate."
Fang Qingrong uttered an unclear "hmm" after a while.
The next day at noon, Chu Song was called into the room by Weng Fengwei when he was strolling over. She took out a small box from the cellar under the bed with a serious expression.
When it was opened, there was a jade bracelet under the red cloth.
Weng Fengwei caressed the bracelet lovingly, then handed it to Chu Song, "This bracelet is a gift from me to you."
Even though Chu Song didn't know much about jade, he knew that this kind of jade bracelet with pure color and excellent water quality was worth a lot of money.
Especially in the sunlight, it presents a soft and restrained glass luster, crystal clear, warm to the touch, and the bracelet body is round and full. Chu Song tried it on curiously and found that this bracelet was tailor-made for her and fit her perfectly.
"Although I like it very much." Chu Song touched the bracelet reluctantly, his moral bottom line looming, "But there is no reward without merit, I can't accept it."
Weng Fengwei said, "I gave it to you for a reason, so just accept it."
"What's the reason?"
Chu Song guessed and guessed, and only came up with one possibility: Could it be that this bracelet is a family heirloom, passed down by Weng Fengwei to his future granddaughter-in-law?
The bracelet in my hand suddenly became hot.
Weng Fengwei didn't answer her, and said to herself, "I'm just an old woman, and I can't wear these. For so many years, I don't even know who to give them to."
"It just so happens that you're my type, so I'll give it to you." She asked, "I dare to give it to you, but you don't dare to accept it?"
"Who said that? Of course I dare!" Chu Song felt relieved after hearing her words. She accepted it happily, put on the bracelet and admired it for a while. It was really beautiful and suited her very well.
Weng Fengwei's eyes fell, with a rare look of appreciation and smile on his face. The bracelet wrapped around her wrist perfectly, and her every move complemented her. It was hard to tell whether it was the jade that complemented her or the person that complemented the jade.
"It looks good and suits you," said Weng Fengwei.
She finally fulfilled her wish and handed the bracelet to the rightful recipient.
Chu Song got the upper hand, so he naturally acted cute and said with a smile: "This jade bracelet is the most beautiful I have ever seen. Grandma Weng, you are so kind to me. From now on, you will be my real grandma."
Weng Fengwei patted her arm and said with a smile, "Alright, stop being such a clown. I'm going to take a nap. Go and do your own thing."
Chu Song went out and excitedly found Fang Qingrong sitting in the yard. He showed him the bracelet and said, "Look, my grandma gave it to me. Isn't it beautiful?"
"Good, it looks good."
When Fang Qingrong saw the jade bracelet, she was stunned at first, then she blushed and even stuttered when she spoke.
Chu Song probably guessed the meaning of the bracelet, but since Weng Fengwei didn't say it, she pretended not to know.
"Is this bracelet from grandma's past?"
Fang Qingrong shook her head, "It's my mother's bracelet."
His gaze fell on her tenderly, and his originally sharp eyebrows became tender in an instant, his eyes filled with inextricable tenderness, just like moonlight sprinkled on the lake, rippling layers of love.
He just looked at her quietly and said softly, "My mother said that she would give this bracelet to the person I like."
Chu Song pretended to be suddenly enlightened, "So it's a gift for my daughter-in-law."
Fang Qingrong corrected her, "I'm not giving it to my daughter-in-law, I'm giving it to someone I truly love. My mother said she will definitely like you too, so this is a gift I prepared for you in advance."
This is a gift without any burden.
Chu Song understood the difference. She rarely felt a little guilty, but it was fleeting. She pinched Fang Qingrong's face.
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