"Sister, I've taken care of the cloth cutting. They can start working anytime." The next morning, Nanqiao, who was about to go to school, ran into Lingling as soon as she opened the door.
"Why did you come so early? Why didn't you stay with your mother for a few more days?"
"You're just afraid of delaying things. My mother also asked me to work hard with you. She made breakfast for me early in the morning and rushed me back." Lingling smiled innocently.
"Okay, I'll leave the cutting of the cloth to you. Each piece of cloth needs to be cut according to this requirement, and the width of the hem should be about 0.5cm. All fees will be settled when the cloth is returned. As for the cloth..." Nanqiao paused. There were a lot of cloths, and although they were not very expensive, Nanqiao did not want to leave a large amount in the villagers' homes at one time. However, it was too much trouble to travel back and forth from the city to the village again and again.
Lingling seemed to have sensed Nanqiao's concerns and suggested, "Sister Qiao, if you can trust me, you can leave the cloth at my house first. Then they can go to my house to settle the bill and get the new cloth."
"Sure, but is your mother healthy enough? She will be exhausted by then."
"It's okay. I've earned a lot of money to buy her a lot of nourishing medicine. I'm in good spirits now, so it's not a big deal to settle the bill." Lingling explained that her mother was alone at home all day, and having such a job to talk to someone was better than having to think about things alone.
"Okay, then you have time to go to Chaoyang to find Mingliang or Dongzi, and ask them to arrange for someone to deliver the goods to your house. In addition, you can withdraw 100 yuan from Fusheng's account as the cost of cutting the cloth. If there is more, I will refund it. If there is less, I will not pay more." Nanqiao arranged and gave the paper with the cutting requirements and dimensions of the cloth in the bag to Lingling.
"Okay, then Sister Qiao, I'll go get busy first." Lingling took it and ran to the store excitedly.
"Hey, wait a minute, come here." Nanqiao looked at Lingdang's back as she ran away, and suddenly thought of something, so he called her back.
"Sister, is there anything else I can tell you?" Lingling ran back and asked.
"Here you go. It's convenient for you to ride back and forth." Nanqiao asked Sheng Yanchuan to help him take out his ladies' bicycle and gave the key to Lingdang. Although there was a bus from the village to the city, the bus stop was far from the store. Lingdang had always walked, which was not only time-consuming but also tiring. With a bicycle, it would only take about 30 minutes to ride back to the village. It was very convenient.
"Sister, no need, I can just walk." Lingling looked at the key in front of her, grateful but embarrassed to take it.
"Here, I don't usually ride it, just don't mind it being old." Nanqiao stuffed the key into Lingdang's arms, smiling and joking. Although the bicycle was said to be old, Nanqiao had actually only ridden it a few times since she bought it. Usually, Sheng Yanchuan would pick her up and drop her off, and Aunt Zhou didn't ride it either. It was usually left at home gathering dust.
"I am so happy that I can't express it in words. When I was a kid, I envied people who had bicycles the most." Lingling looked at the key in her hand and the bicycle pushed out by Sheng Yanchuan, her big round eyes shining like the starry sky.
"Thank you Sister Qiao, thank you Brother Chuan, I will definitely work hard in Fusheng, Fusheng will be my home from now on!" Lingling made a promise to Nanqiao and Sheng Yanchuan as if she was swearing an oath. Even Sheng Yanchuan, who always had a cold face, couldn't help but feel that there was something funny about this girl.
"Okay, stop joking. You're busy, but make sure you take a rest." Nanqiao smiled and looked at Lingling and reminded him.
"Okay, then Sister Qiao, I'll be leaving now."
Nanqiao nodded, Lingling circled the bicycle, and then rode away contentedly, humming a little tune happily.
"Let's go." Nanqiao watched Lingdang leave and pulled Sheng Yanchuan to go to school.
After leaving the Nan family, Lingdang did not return to Fusheng, but went to Chaoyang for a while. Lingdang had little contact with people from Chaoyang before, and occasionally met them once or twice, but she could not recognize the people.
So Lingling stood at the Chaoyang gate, looking at the shop assistants, looking for someone familiar.
"Girl, are you looking for someone?" A man who was counting the goods in the store looked at Lingling and looked around. They hadn't opened yet, so there were only a few employees in the store. The girl in front of him looked pretty, but the way she looked didn't look like she was going to buy anything.
"Ah, is Brother Dongzi or Brother Mingliang here? Brother Chuan and Sister Qiao asked me to come." Lingling looked up at the tall man in front of her and asked with a smile.
When the man heard Brother Chuan and Sister Qiao, he hurriedly said, "Then come in quickly. They haven't come yet. Please sit here and wait for a while."
The man said as he turned sideways, let the person in, asked her to sit down on a chair next to the counter, and brought a portion of breakfast from the store over. "This is the breakfast from the store, have some."
"Thank you, brother," Lingling took it readily. Although she had eaten breakfast in the morning, she had already digested the food after running all morning. Now she was eating the delicious buns with great satisfaction.
The elder brother saw that Lingling was eating happily, so he asked, "Are you a family member of Brother Chuan and Sister-in-law?"
Lingling's mouth was full of food, like a hamster. When she heard the man's question, she shook her head and swallowed the bun in her mouth. Then she said, "I am an employee of Fusheng. I have some cloth that needs to be transported. Sister Qiao asked me to ask Brother Dongzi and Brother Mingliang for help."
"Oh, so, then you wait a bit, it seems like the time is almost up." The man glanced at the half bun left in Lingling's hand and added, "If it's not enough, there's more over there."
Lingling looked at the buns on the counter in the direction of the man's finger and shook her head. "No, I'm full. Thank you, brother."
"You little girl just have a small appetite. You need to eat more to grow taller. Look at how skinny you are." The man was only a few years older than Lingling, but perhaps because he had been running around all year round, his face looked much older than Lingling's. When they sat together and gave each other instructions, he instantly looked like an old father.
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