Yin Jialuo is a kind and easy-going person, and he is not afraid to help the younger generation. He answered Huang Wanzhen's questions seriously.
Seeing that the two were having a great conversation, Mrs. Fan couldn't bear to disturb them, so she went somewhere else and found a good friend she knew and chatted about their recent situation.
"Everyone's temperament and appearance are different, so different clothes suit them. When we make clothes, we want to give them the same soul as the person, so that when people wear them, they can not only highlight their physical beauty, but also show their temperament. Therefore, some people may not look good in exquisite and gorgeous clothes."
Huang Wanzhen nodded thoughtfully, then asked, "Did you make the clothes you are wearing yourself?"
Yin Jialuo smiled. "Yes, I designed the clothes I wanted first, then reeled the silk, dyed it, wove it, embroidered it, cut it, and sewed it. It took a long time, but I like it very much. What do you think? Is it suitable for me?"
Huang Wanzhen couldn't help but clap her hands and exclaimed, "It suits you so well. There's an indescribable beauty to it."
Huang Wanzhen was in her prime, and she was gentle and beautiful. When she said this, her eyes were clear and sincere. Even Yin Jialuo, a woman, couldn't help feeling happy when she heard such sincere praise from such a beauty.
Especially since Huang Wanzhen is so studious and admires and yearns for the craft of dressmaking, Yin Jialuo couldn't help but say, "If you have time, you can always come to Yenching University to see me. I will show you my dressmaking room."
Huang Wanzhen certainly wouldn't refuse. She said with a face full of joy, "That's great! I'm always available. However, please don't let me delay your work. It has to be when you're free."
Although she said this, Huang Wanzhen was afraid that Yin Jialuo was just being polite, so she wanted to set a specific time immediately so that he wouldn't have any chance to refuse. "How about next Sunday? Yenching University is closed on Sundays, so there are no classes. Setting it for Sunday won't interfere with your teaching."
Yin Jialuo was stunned for a moment, then came to his senses and remained silent for a few seconds before nodding slightly and saying, "Okay."
Yin Jialuo was actually a homebody, not good at socializing. Her years of not marrying and having no children had made her a negative example for Beijing's upper class. She was afraid to go out in public, afraid that the high-ranking ladies and girls would talk about her to her face.
Therefore, on weekdays, she preferred to be alone. Apart from attending the Fan family's salon to meet old friends and chat for a few minutes, she hardly ever left Yenching University.
She was so happy when she spoke just now that she accidentally invited people to visit her clothing room. After she realized it, she felt a little regretful. You know, the last time someone went to her clothing room was a year ago. That time, it was because she made a dress for Mrs. Fan, and Mrs. Fan went to her place to try on the clothes.
Thinking of this, Yin Jialuo suddenly became nervous. He stood up, hurriedly said goodbye to Huang Wanzhen, and left the salon.
Huang Wanzhen was a little confused. After the salon ended, she said goodbye to Mr. and Mrs. Fan. Mrs. Fan didn't see Yin Jialuo and asked Huang Wanzhen, "Where is Lecturer Yin?"
Huang Wanzhen hesitated for a moment and replied, "I wonder if she's feeling unwell. Lecturer Yin went back halfway through. Should I go to Yenching University to see her?"
Mrs. Fan knew Yin Jialuo very well, so she said, "Lecturer Yin is rather timid and doesn't like to socialize. Besides teaching students, she only chats with me. It's surprising that she can talk to you so much today. You'd better not go to see her."
After listening to Mrs. Fan's words, Huang Wanzhen said no more, shook hands with Mr. and Mrs. Fan, said goodbye, and left the Fan family.
But on the way back, Huang Wanzhen couldn't help but wonder in her heart whether she should go to Yenching University to see Lecturer Yin next Sunday.
When she got home, she still hadn't decided whether to go or not, so Huang Wanzhen solemnly wrote this matter on the calendar, thinking that she would decide whether to go or not on Saturday night.
As luck would have it, on the second day of the salon, that is, on the 19th, Mrs. Tao sent someone to give Huang Wanzhen a message, saying that the wool she ordered had arrived, and asked her to hurry to the Tao family shop in Xidan to pick it out.
Huang Wanzhen immediately instructed Xiulan to call Miss Green and ask for half a day off for her. Then she took Zhang Dongqian and Xiao Shitou and followed the person who came to deliver the message.
Several people rushed to the Tao family shop in Xidan. The person who went to the train station to pick up the goods had not returned yet. Huang Wanzhen hurriedly asked, "What is your name, shopkeeper? What should I call you?"
The shopkeeper knew that Huang Wanzhen was a relative of the boss's wife, so he politely saluted and replied, "My last name is Meng. Miss Cheng, if you don't mind, you can just call me 'Shopkeeper Meng'."
Huang Wanzhen called out, "Shopkeeper Meng," and then took out a few small silver coins and stuffed them into his hands. "Excuse me, when will the truck be back?"
Shopkeeper Meng smiled and said, "Don't worry, they set out before dawn. If nothing goes wrong, they'll be back before noon." Then he asked as a reminder, "Miss, what kind of vehicle are you going to use to transport the goods?"
Huang Wanzhen hurriedly asked Zhang Dongqian to hire a carriage again. This time, Zhang Dongqian seriously confirmed with Huang Wanzhen before going out to find a carriage.
Tao Luanshi personally brought the horse-drawn carriage carrying goods back to the shop in Xidan. When he met Huang Wanzhen, he first exchanged greetings with her and then helped Huang Wanzhen carry the goods.
As the goods were being loaded and taken away, Huang Wanzhen felt very sorry and said sincerely, "My brother-in-law is already tired from a business trip, and you are still helping me choose the yarn. I'll treat you today. Let our manager Zhang join you for a drink."
Tao Luanshi waved his hand, declining Huang Wanzhen's offer, "No, I still have to keep an eye on the goods entering the warehouse. I can't be careless. If I make a mistake, all my work will be in vain."
Huang Wanzhen sighed twice, "That's too much work! It's almost dinner time. How about this, let's have our steward, Zhang, order a table and we can all eat here."
Tao Luanshi continued to wave his hands, "No, no, our family has invited people to deliver meals at a fixed time, and we've ordered a banquet. Wouldn't that make the good food go to waste? Cousin, don't be polite. We're all family. Your cousin is pregnant with my child. If she knew I asked her to pay for my meal, she would be furious with me."
"Hey, you said that I have suffered in my life because of my small family. Otherwise, I would have given up this business long ago and opened a factory in the south. Oh, you don't know how profitable it is to open a factory now."
"Your sister gave our Tao family two sons in one go. We hope this third one will be another son."
Huang Wanzhen didn't think girls were bad, but in this world, it was too difficult for women. So when Mrs. Tao got pregnant, Huang Wanzhen hoped she was carrying a boy. She said, "I also hope my cousin is carrying a nephew, but if it's really a niece, I'd be very happy too, and I'll definitely give her a generous gift."
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