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"Xiaohai, go to the factory and call grandma back, and tell her that the comrade who helps her make clothes is here."

"it is good."

After the little boy agreed, he ran away.

Then she put her daughter in her arms on a chair, poured a glass of water for Song Fuyu, and put some glutinous rice sticks on the table.

"Eat some, you're welcome~"

"Thank you~"

"My mother said before that there was a gay man who was very good at making clothes. I thought he was older, but I didn't expect him to be so young."

"It was your mother-in-law who gave me this opportunity."

"Actually, you look quite young. If I hadn't seen that little boy call you mom just now, I would have thought you were 21 or [-] at most."

"You're flattered. It's not 21. I'm already 31."

"That's really hard to tell."

Hearing her compliments, the other party was obviously very happy and kept asking her to eat the food on the table.

"Mom, I'll eat too."

"You can only eat one before lunch~"

"Can two sticks work?"

The little girl in her arms stretched out two fingers to discuss with her.

"No, you can only eat one, otherwise you have to wait until after dinner."

"Okay, let's eat one first."

She took a glutinous rice stick from the table and put it in the little girl's hand.

"You two children are very well-behaved. You have taught them well."

"They are very skinny, which can be a pain in the ass sometimes, but overall they are very obedient."

Speaking of her two children, her face revealed a maternal glow, and her whole temperament was extremely gentle. Just from her temperament and overall condition, we can feel that her life is relatively happy.

For a time, Song Fuyu had many questions hidden in his heart, and he didn't know whether he should ask them out.

However, while she was still thinking, the little boy came back with his grandma.

"Grandma, this is the sister who is looking for you."

"You're finally here, little comrade."

"Sorry, I went out of town before. When I went to find Miaomiao yesterday, I heard from her that you wanted me to make clothes."

"It's okay, I'm just worried that you won't come."

"No~"

"I don't know what kind of clothes you want to make. I don't have a sample. I make them according to everyone's preferences and temperament."

"To be honest, I don't know what kind of clothes suit me."

"Then can you tell me what occasion you are making clothes for this time?"

From the way she was dressed at this time, it could be seen that they were from a good family, but they were not people who would spend money on custom-made clothes for daily life.

"There is a foreign trade fair in Haishi at the end of December. Each city selects three factories to participate. Our factory is lucky to be selected this time."

"As the production director of the factory, I will need to attend when the time comes. But my previous clothes were more life-oriented, so this time I want to customize a set of clothes that are a little more formal."

"I understand, would you rather make a suit or a skirt?"

"I'm almost fifty. I'm afraid it's not appropriate to wear a skirt, right?"

"You misunderstood. It is not the kind of dress we usually wear, but a skirt made from the hem of an autumn and winter woolen coat."

Seeing that she didn't understand, Song Fuyu immediately took out her drawing book from the bag she was carrying and quickly drew a sketch of clothes on the paper.

"It is a more formal type and very elegant. If you can accept it, I think it would be better to add a belt in the middle."

She quickly outlined the belt again.

"What kind of pants are more appropriate to wear underneath?"

"The black straight-leg pants you are wearing now are good, but if they are slimmer, the effect may be better. After all, the clothes above have a little skirt, and it is not suitable to wear pants that are too loose underneath."

"Xia Xia, what do you think?"

She seemed a little confused and turned to look at her daughter-in-law who was watching silently.

"I feel fine."

"Comrade Song, how about you draw the style of the suit and I can choose it for you?"

"can."

Song Fuyu drew several sketches of clothing in a row. These things were very simple for her because she had a lot of clothing pictures in her mind. When painting, you only need to adjust it according to the characteristics of this era.

Fang Mei, who was beside her, was so shocked by her speed that she opened her mouth wide the whole time.

She has worked in a garment factory for so many years and has never seen such a powerful painter.

Through the clothes she draws by hand, she feels that each piece is very beautiful and unique.

Looking at the several sketches in front of her, she felt that she was even more difficult to make a choice than before.

"Comrade Song, do you have time in the afternoon? Why don't you stay at our house for lunch? When Xia Xia's father-in-law comes back for dinner later, I'll let him choose too."

Song Fuyu thought for a moment and finally nodded.

"But it can't be later than three o'clock in the afternoon because I have to catch the bus home."

"You don't have to worry about this. Although I am making the clothes for myself this time, it is also for the image of the factory. If it is late, I will apply to the factory director and let the factory driver take you there."

She also knew that their clothing factory was indeed a bit far from the bus station. A little girl was alone. It was probably six or seven o'clock in the evening when she returned home after taking the bus. You have to go home after you get off the car. If something happens, the consequences will be unimaginable.

"Okay, thank you~"

"Comrade Song, don't be so polite. If you don't mind, you can just call me Aunt Fang."

"You don't mind, Aunt Fang, just ask me to help you."

"In that case, you can stay at Aunt Fang's house for lunch at noon. Let's take a break and discuss it after dinner."

"OK~"

Song Fuyu tidied up the drawings and put them aside.

"Fuyu, your painting skills are really good. Have you ever learned it?"

"I haven't learned it before. I just like to paint and draw by myself when I have nothing to do."

She had learned it in her previous life, but in this life she had only completed junior high school, so saying she had learned it was a bit outrageous.

"Then you are really talented."

"When our garment factory makes sample clothes, we also have pictures of the clothes. In my opinion, the drawings they draw are not even one-tenth of your level."

"Aunt Fang, you've thanked me very much."

"Do you have a job? Why don't you come to work in our garment factory? Our factory has always been short of talents in this field. If you are willing, I can recommend it to you."

"Although external recruitment requires passing the factory exam, priority can be given to talents with outstanding skills."

"Thank you for your trust, but I have to go to Lushi after the Chinese New Year. I'm afraid I won't be able to work in the garment factory."

"This is really a pity."

She didn’t want to work in a factory, but she did have the idea of ​​cooperating with a garment factory. But today was the first time I came to the door. I didn't even confirm what the other party asked me to do, so I just mentioned my own ideas, which seemed too purposeful.

If the other party is more vigilant, she may even reject this clothing order. She will not act impulsively.

"Aren't you from Qin City?"

"No, I am an educated youth who came to the countryside."

"No wonder when I hear you speak, you don't have any of the accents we have here."

"I've been here for a relatively short time and haven't learned yet."

"It is true that the accent will change if you stay here for a longer time. My daughter-in-law is not from Qin City. She has been here for more than ten years and now she can hardly hear her original accent."

"It's amazing, I feel like a local when I hear her speak."

"Where was she from before? It shouldn't be far away. Her accent changed quite naturally."