Trafford Buyers Club

Chapter 369 Wedding Dress
"Meimei, today I..."

"Xiao Man, I have something to do today, I have to leave early."

"But, we didn't make an appointment..."

"My mother is here to pick me up. Goodbye..."

"Oh fine."

When she was still a child, she was still Feng Xiaman with her hands hanging on the shoulder straps of her schoolbag and her head bowed.She said to herself: It's great to have parents to pick up and drop off people after school.

If it was a month ago, at this moment, there must have been someone standing in front of the school gate waiting for him, right?

Although it is a very rough hand, it is also a big hand, and it can always hold his own small hand tightly.

Feng Xiaman walked through the crowd, she needed to walk quickly.But no matter how far she walked, some voices could pass into her ears.

"Tomorrow, don't talk to her, you know?" said the parents who picked her up from school.

"If she wants to play with you, remember to say that she is not free, you know? If she refuses to let go, you can tell the teacher!" Another parent who picks her up from school also talked to her child in the same way.

There are also... similar words, even more ugly words.

"Don't play with the murderer's kid, you're a good kid, that's a bad kid."

Yes, there are always such, ugly things to say.

She could only cover her ears with all her strength, and ran quickly around the corner...to escape from all of this.

……

"Xia Man, Xia Man? Xia Man?"

"Ah? What's the matter?"

Tao Xiaman was startled, subconsciously looking at her fiancé, who was also her college classmate in Los Angeles.Acquainted, intersected, fell in love, and without knowing it, they have come to the present, and they are about to enter the palace of marriage.

"What's the matter? The designer is asking you something." Zhou Zihao, her fiancé, smiled and said, "They asked you how the design of this dress works."

"Oh... sorry, I was a little distracted just now." Tao Xiaman looked apologetically at the designer he was negotiating with.

In his thirties, with a family of his own, the designer who is also a little famous in the industry gave a understanding smile, "It's okay, girls before marriage are easy to be in a trance. When I got married several years ago, I'm also nervous and often distracted. At this time, Mr. Zhou must coax your future wife well."

Zhou Zihao smiled honestly, looking at his fiancée with a look of happiness and satisfaction.

The designer continued: "Miss Tao, according to your request, I have produced three renderings of the dress, how do you feel?"

Only then did Tao Xiaman look at the design drawing in hand again, and then she remembered that she was looking at the second design drawing before she suddenly lost her mind.

"Hmm...I want to think about it again." Tao Xiaman hesitated for a while, then said suddenly.

The designer was taken aback, and had no choice but to ask, "Miss Tao doesn't like this kind of traditional Chinese wedding dress that combines Western concepts?"

"No, no..." Tao Xiaman quickly waved her hands and said, "It is indeed very beautiful, but I still want to think about it."

"That's it..." The designer smiled: "That's true. After all, it's a lifetime thing. Of course, it needs to be considered carefully. How about it, Ms. Tao, I will go back and change it. What do you think?"

"Excuse me." Tao Xiaman nodded.

Zhou Zihao quickly walked out of the shop holding Tao Xiaman's hand, and walked towards the parking lot.At this time, he suddenly asked softly: "What's the matter? Are you uncomfortable? It seems that you are not in good spirits."

Tao Xiaman shook his head and said, "Maybe it's because I just came back, so it's not suitable for the time here."

"Well, then rest more." Zhou Zihao didn't think too much... He really didn't sleep well last night.

Even though it's been over a week since I've been back.

While calling Tao Xiaman to open the car door, Zhou Zihao said, "But, I thought you would like this kind of traditional dress."

"Why do you say that?" Tao Xiaman asked curiously.

Zhou Zihao smiled and said, "Do you still remember Christmas last year? Didn't you walk past a clothing store that day, and I saw you staring at a cheongsam inside and couldn't move. This designer was introduced by a brother of mine. It was for me, so I told her to try the Chinese one first. I planned to give you a surprise, but I didn’t expect to make you unhappy.”

Tao Xiaman was a little moved, patted Zhou Zihao's hand and said, "I'm not unhappy. I like Chinese style, that's right, it's just..."

"Just what?"

"It's very difficult for a girl to come across a Chinese-style wedding dress with a phoenix gown skirt that she really likes in her life." Tao Xiaman shook her head and said, "I don't want to settle for it..."

"Hmm... makes sense." Zhou Zihao nodded slowly, "Well, there is still some time anyway, this one won't work, let's find something else? By the way, when will uncle and aunt come back?"

"Next week."

The car left slowly.

The old man didn't dare to say anything, and didn't choose to walk out until the car left completely.The old man has never been so excited in all these years.

The joy of seeing Xia Man and the unrecognizable restraint also made him feel tormented at the same time.

But Lao Feng took a last look at this dress shop, and for him, it was still good after all.

Because my daughter is about to get married.

There is nothing better for a father than this.

……

Lao Feng quickly put on his hat and mask and left the place.

He didn't know how he got out of that high wall.

The only thing he knew was that when he came to his senses, he was already standing on the street.

He was not wearing prison clothes, but a set of simple casual clothes, and he also had some money in his pockets.Not much, like a few hundred yuan.

Then, he saw the girl being pulled out of the car by the boy and walked into this dress shop... The moment he saw the girl, Lao Feng knew that this was his daughter.

That is an innate feeling, unmistakable.

Lao Feng even found a note with an address in his pocket: Tao Xiaman's address.

He once learned from the employees of the welfare institution that the family name of the family that adopted his daughter was Tao.

Lao Feng only felt that he encountered the most mysterious thing in the world... But even if it was just a dream, he was willing to just get stuck in it like this.

unwilling to wake up.

Perhaps, he should cherish this little time, hide at Tao Xiaman's address, and see this grown-up daughter more.

But after Lao Feng was melancholy for a long time, he still decided to go back to his home to have a look.

that old house.

……

……

In the evening, after talking on the phone with Tao Xiaman, Zhou Zihao calmed down.

He loves this girl more than everything about himself.

He tried his best to give her the best.

Although, this is a wedding banquet held here, mainly to deal with the relatives and friends of the man and woman's family here, and after marriage, they will still settle abroad.

Zhou Zihao couldn't sleep a little bit, probably because of jet lag, right?Secondly, I'm afraid it happened during the day today.

Zhou Zihao began to browse Zhihu to see if there were any posts introducing dresses in this city.

After more than half an hour, he didn't find what he wanted.

With the idea of ​​giving it a try, Zhou Zihao posted a question himself: Where can I find a Chinese-style cheongsam master with rich experience and good craftsmanship?

Of course it was just a try, and he never thought that he would get the answer right away.

Zhou Zihao himself laughed, and turned off the bedside lamp, intending to take a good rest... Unexpectedly, there was a message notification.

His post was actually answered.Zhou Zihao quickly turned on the light and took a look.

An ID named LQ wrote something like this: I heard that there was a tailor with excellent craftsmanship more than ten years ago who specialized in custom-made cheongsams and the like. He lived at No. 33, Lane [-], Jihua Road. I don't know if it's still there, but you can check it out.

"Ten years ago?" Zhou Zihao was taken aback for a moment, after thinking about it, he got up and wrote down such an address on a sticky note.

……

When he woke up the next day, Zhou Zihao rubbed his eyes, he seemed to have slept well last night, and now he feels full of energy.

He glanced at the sticky note he had written on the bedside table, thought for a while, and then made a call—a call to his fiancée.

"Hey, Xia Man, today I have an appointment with some old classmates for dinner, so I won't be able to accompany you in the afternoon." Zhou Zihao apologized: "It was only chatted last night, I think it's too late, so there is no quarrel you."

"Oh, it's okay. You haven't been back for a long time, and you should meet your old classmates. I have a report to catch up here, and I don't have time to go out today. Be careful on the road, especially when driving. Los Angeles is different."

After Zhou Zihao chatted a few more words, he tidied himself up and drove out the door.

The target displayed on the car navigation is: No. 33, Lane [-], Jihua Road

(End of this chapter)