Ning Zhihuan gave some more instructions and told Chen Zhu that she could ask her if she had any questions.
Chen Zhu originally wanted to make a joke. In all the years she had been making clothes, the possibility of encountering something she didn't understand was extremely small, not to mention that she didn't understand but Ning Zhihuan did.
Just looking at Ning Zhihuan's confident face, she didn't say anything in the end, but nodded.
I just feel that Ning Zhihuan has a convincing aura.
So Ning Zhihuan retreated, and Chen Zhu said to Ning Qingjian: "Did we pretend to be stupid before Huan Bao arrived?"
Ning Qingjian nodded solemnly, "I think it's possible..."
Ning Zhihuan at the door sighed, feeling mixed emotions.
She had known for a long time that the Ning family was good to Ning Zhihuan, but she had never expected them to be so good to this extent.
My aunt had just been laid off and was still having trouble getting over it, but when she needed help, I stepped forward without hesitation.
She didn't even ask her why she wanted so many clothes, but just quickly said that she still had a lot of fabrics left from her previous purchases, so she didn't have to buy more and waste money.
It was so good that it actually made her feel burdened.
Now the Ning family's kindness to her is based on the premise that she is Ning Zhihuan. But if one day, the Ning family finds out that she is not Ning Zhihuan and the real Ning Zhihuan has died long ago, who knows what will happen then.
Under the moonlight, Ning Zhihuan let out a long breath and thought, "Forget it, let's take it one step at a time."
Time flies and it's half a month later. In this half month, Ning Zhihuan has designed more than a dozen sets of clothes, skirts, jackets and coats.
Ning Qingjian also went to the factory and got the compensation he deserved by relying on the deception taught by Ning Zhihuan.
As for Chen Zhu, as expected, he asked her some questions.
Because the fabric in the painting was made of a material I had never seen before.
Ning Zhihuan taught her how to make lace, which is a delicate job. Fortunately, Chen Zhu was clever and dexterous, and she learned it in no time.
Looking at the lace I made, I feel an even greater sense of accomplishment.
Early in the morning, he knocked on Ning Zhihuan's door with six sets of clothes.
Ning Zhihuan was still asleep at this time. Half asleep and half awake, she went to open the door and saw Chen Zhu standing at the door with an excited look on her face. She raised the bag in her hand and said, "Huanbao, this is the clothes you wanted. I made them for you!"
Ning Zhihuan suddenly woke up, looked at the big bag and took it with both hands.
He invited Chen Zhu to sit in the house, poured her a cup of tea, then opened the bag and took out the clothes one by one.
Every time he displayed one of them, Ning Zhihuan would be slightly surprised.
It feels like something I designed has broken through the dimensional wall and is displayed directly in front of me, and it is even automatically colored.
I have to say that Chen Zhu is a natural embroiderer. Not only is her stitching good, but she is also very sensitive to color selection.
It’s so simple to choose the right fabric for the right design.
"Aunt, you are awesome!" Ning Zhihuan said excitedly without hesitation, praising her.
Chen Zhu waved her hand. "It's nothing, Huanbao, as long as you like it. It's just that this size...are you planning to wear it when you grow up?"
When she was making the clothes, she found that the size was not quite right. She specifically asked Ning Zhihuan, fearing that she might have mixed it up. But she said no, she wanted this size and refused to say anything else.
Ning Zhihuan shook her head and asked instead, "Is there anything here that Great Aunt likes?"
Chen Zhu didn't understand, but she really liked the lace one, so she pointed at it.
"Then I'll give this one to my aunt." Ning Zhihuan picked up the clothes without hesitation and stuffed them into Chen Zhu's arms, smiling like a cat that had basked in the sun.
Chen Zhu quickly waved her hands, put the clothes in her arms on the table and said, "No, no, no, Huanbao, these are all yours."
Ning Zhihuan tilted her head, "Since my aunt said this is mine, then can't I give it to her?"
Seeing this, Chen Zhu wanted to refuse, but Ning Zhihuan spoke first, "Could it be that Auntie doesn't like the clothes I designed?"
Chen Zhu quickly shook her head, then nodded, feeling a little confused but not sure how to express it.
Ning Zhihuan laughed, and laughed heartily.
She picked up the clothes again and put them in Chen Zhu's arms, saying in a coquettish tone, "Auntie, just take it."
Afraid that Chen Zhu still wouldn't agree, he began to appeal to her emotions and reason with her.
"Actually, these clothes I made aren't my size. I definitely can't wear them. I want to sell them on the street to supplement my family income. My aunt is so beautiful, she can be my model if she wears them, right?"
Chen Zhu nodded, feeling somewhat touched.
I just think it's rare that Huanbao knows how to take care of his family at such a young age.
But when he heard her joking, he couldn't help but glared at her, "Stop it, my aunt is old and ugly, and you still say she's beautiful."
Ning Zhihuan reluctantly pulled her aside and said with a smile, "Auntie is just beautiful!"
Just like that, under Ning Zhihuan's constant persuasion, Chen Zhu agreed to accept the clothes and put them on, and soon she accompanied Ning Zhihuan to the town to sell the clothes.
Outside the room, Ning Hong, who was preparing to go out with her schoolbag on her back, saw this and had some thoughts in her mind.
Chen Zhu moved quickly and changed into a new outfit in no time. It was a small black and white suit, but Ning Zhihuan had changed the short skirt into suit pants, making the design more diverse.
The overall tone is still that of a cool strong woman, but with a touch of intellectual softness.
When Chen Zhu put it on, anyone would think she was a successful female entrepreneur. No one would have thought that this woman was very sad because she was fired from the factory just half a month ago.
Ning Zhihuan rushed forward and started praising Chen Zhu again, which made her very happy and brought the two of them closer.
Although Chen Zhu was nice to her before, their starting points were different.
She felt sorry for herself in the past, and Chen Zhu herself was kind-hearted.
Now it is because she really likes Ning Zhihuan, and Ning Zhihuan himself has some feelings about it.
After greeting Old Mrs. Ning, the two of them came out.
Ning Zhihuan clutched his chest, a little excited, "Luckily, my aunt is with me, otherwise grandma would definitely not let me go out alone."
After all, the last time she came out, she did nothing but picked up Xiao Yuchi and went back. It hasn't been long since she came out again. It doesn't make sense.
Chen Zhu smiled and said, "It's because Mom cares about our Huanbao and is afraid that our Huanbao will be taken away by someone. When we go to the street later, you must hold your aunt's hand tightly, okay?"
Ning Zhihuan nodded vigorously, feeling that he was becoming more and more like a child.
Along the way, the two chatted a lot. Chen Zhu said: "Our Huanbao has really grown up and become sensible. He also has so many tricks!"
Ning Zhihuan blushed and praised Chen Zhu for her beauty, saying that her clothes suited her well. Then the two of them happily came to the town.
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