There is Room For Abandoned Women In the 1980s

Chapter 923 Did you draw this?

Gu Changfeng saw Zheng Xinyue's face as red as a big ripe apple, her eyes looking at him with a mischievous smile, shy but not timid, but naughty, he couldn't help but tickle her little nose , asked her with a smile.

Smelling the refreshing fruity fragrance that belongs to her body, I really want to pull her into my arms and have a good kiss, but now someone occasionally passes by on the road. He is a man who doesn't care, but he has to care about Xinyue's reputation, so he can't let her She was criticized.

 “I’ll go back and draw it to see if you can do it well?”

Zheng Xinyue would not tell him that what she just wanted to do was kick him out of bed! Instead, she looked at him teasingly, thinking that she had posed a big problem for Changfeng, and he would definitely not dare to answer it.

 “Okay! I’ll wait for you to draw it.”

 Gu Changfeng smiled and tapped the center of her eyebrow. Her skin was so good, and it felt so slippery that her hands could not be left alone. Touching her little face seemed to have a fruity scent on his hands.

“Changfeng, do you know the quilt shop?”

Zheng Xinyue grabbed his hand and changed the topic to business.

The third brother is getting married soon, and the new clothes must be made before the wedding. She wants the third brother to marry the third sister-in-law in good spirits. But now the clothes are from the public sector, and the wages are not high even if they work hard. Those workers are all working as foreigners. , all with their nostrils turned upward. If you don’t know someone you don’t know, you will definitely reject clothes of this special style.

“I know you, I’ll take you there after get off work.”

Gu Changfeng smiled slightly and didn't rush to pull out his fingers. It felt very comfortable to be held by her soft little hands. He was just looking for clothes, so this was not a problem for him.

 After receiving Changfeng’s affirmative answer, Zheng Xinyue breathed a sigh of relief, feeling that there was nothing that couldn’t be done with Changfeng around.

The whole morning passed in a hurry, and Zheng Xinyue secretly sold some soybeans today. Following the same routine as potatoes, it was great to be a buyer, as she could convert the crops in the space into money.

After lunch in the cafeteria, Gu Changfeng came to pick up Zheng Xinyue. Chen Shufang was envious. They said that the factory director was cold and emotionless, but he was really kind to Xinyue.

With Gu Changfeng as a professional driver, Zheng Xinyue no longer has to ride her big 28-wheeler, and can sit happily in the back of the car and watch the scenery.

The quilt factory is opposite the supply and marketing cooperative where uncle Zheng Xinyue works. Zheng Xinyue thought about going to see her uncle after making clothes, but she kept thinking about it. She didn't know if the little girl who took her uncle away that day was the daughter of her third aunt?

The director of the quilt factory is Qin Liang's mother. Qin Liang called his mother before Gu Changfeng arrived.

The son's immediate boss came, and Qin Liang and his mother naturally welcomed him warmly. They took the two of them to the workshop and found an experienced quilter with good craftsmanship.

“This is the best master in our factory, Master Huang. Her family used to be the royal master, specializing in making clothes for concubines!”

Qin Liang’s mother first praised Master Huang, saying that the person she found was great.

Master Huang is in her forties. Although she is a worker and wears coarse clothes, her clothes are made to show off her waist. People in this era like to wear their hair short and close to their ears, but she is not. She has long black hair that is high. His clothes were coiled on top of his head, and his movements were elegant. He could not tell that he was a worker at all. His temperament had the aloofness unique to a craftsman.

"That's something that happened to our ancestors. I've only scratched the surface of it." Master Huang smiled modestly, his voice was gentle, neither quick nor slow, neither humble nor arrogant.

“You can tell that you are very skilled at your craftsmanship. I just thought up two styles for myself. Do you think I can make them?”

Zheng Xinyue trusted Master Huang very much. She handed her the two clothing styles and woolen fabrics she drew, and waited expectantly for her to agree to her promise.

 “Did you draw this?”

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 (End of this chapter)