"Manager Feng, my business is thanks to you. I cut some vegetables for you when I went out. You can take them back to try something new."
Only then did Feng Dongxu notice Yu Rou who had been standing behind Cao Xiu and his wife.
After a few months of maintenance, she had gained some weight. Her skin had long since lost its dull yellowish color, and the wind had blew a few pink strands onto her fair face.
Her big round eyes were clearly black and white, she had two thick and long braids draped over her chest, and a faint smile on her face, making her look very ladylike.
Feng Dongxu felt his eyes brighten.
"Auntie, who is this girl?"
Cao Xiu felt that Yu Rou was meticulous and thoughtful. Youyou had come so many times, always in a rush, never mentioning the need to build a better relationship with Manager Feng.
"This is my eldest daughter, Yu Rou. Those little baskets you collected earlier were all woven by my eldest daughter."
Feng Dongxu praised, "You are so skillful. Auntie is so lucky, your daughters are all more outstanding than each other."
Yu Rou was embarrassed by the compliment, and the pink on her face became even redder, making her look even more delicate.
Feng Dongxu couldn't help but take a few more glances.
Two carts of garlic sprouts were sold for a total of 35 yuan, which was a good harvest.
Cao Xiu took the ticket that Zheng Minglang had given her earlier and bought four feet of flowered cloth for her eldest daughter and granddaughter respectively.
As for Yu You, forget it. This bright red floral fabric was popular among people of this era, but her You You would definitely refuse to wear it.
Yu Rou rushed to pay.
"Mom, I made some money. Over thirty dollars, I brought it all today. Whatever you and Dad want to buy, your daughter will buy it for you."
Cao Xiu and Yu Weimin felt a joy they had never felt before.
In modern times, Youyou didn't have a job to earn money. But now, I have experienced what it feels like to be a child and spend money on you.
Yu Rou looked at the ticket in her mother's hand.
She insisted on buying a piece of floral cloth for her mother, and ran to the liquor counter to pick out a bottle of Moutai for her father.
Cao Xiu decided that once the dress was made, she would wear it no matter how ugly it was.
Yu Weimin felt that even if this bottle of Moutai was worth tens of thousands of yuan in the future, he wouldn't keep it. It was a gift from his daughter, so he had to drink it.
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