Chapter 1354 The Little Widow in the Siheyuan 88
Now that she has met her, of course she can’t miss it, but it’s a pity that she wanted to buy and buy like crazy, but after thinking about it for a long time, she still controlled it again and again.
Forget it, it’s already good to be able to buy five of them, which is tens of millions.
Zhao Lei watched Zhang Yu put the calligraphy and paintings carefully, "Mom, is this a good thing?"
Zhao Lei knew a thing or two about the painter of these paintings.
"It's a good thing. I used to ask them for paintings, but the price was not cheap."
"When you get married, you can hang it at home. It will give people the impression that our family is not just a bumpkin." Zhang Yuge Kind of deception.
She can't say, son, this thing will be very valuable in the future. Even if you don't go to work, it will make you suffer for two generations?
When she said these words, she expected to frighten Zhao Lei.
“And if you are a master, when you have children in the future, if you want to learn to draw, they can use it to learn.”
Zhang Yu once again found a reason. Hum, even if the children felt they had doubts, they would not question him.
Looking at the whole story of Zhang Yu's self-righteousness, Zhao Lei felt that there was something wrong, but he thought about it for a long time and did not think there was a problem.
"Yes, Mom, the price is not expensive. If you find a master and learn from them, they may not be satisfied. And if you learn painting from a master, the price will definitely not be cheap."
"Yes. "It's good to learn from their paintings." Zhao Hong thinks that the siblings don't like painting, but when Zhao Lei's children come out, they may not like painting.
Even his own sister said this, and the doubts Zhao Lei had at first were completely gone now.
"Yeah, I'll check it out another day." Zhao Lei felt that as long as Zhang Yu liked it, then buy it. She had no other hobbies.
As for Zhang Yu and others saying that his child would like painting, he thinks it is unlikely.
There is no gene for painting in his family. Zhao Lei is very confident and the possibility of having a painter in his family is very low.
When no one was around, Zhang Yu hid everything. Of course, it was impossible to put it in the cellar.
Zhang Yu was placed in a certain beam and column on the second floor. If no one pointed it out, no one would have thought that a certain part of the beam and column was hollowed out.
It's safe to put it in the space, but Zhang Yu still doesn't want to put something like this in the space. The child is older and is not as easy to fool as he was when he was a child.
After putting away the things that should be put away, Zhang Yu started cleaning the carpet.
"Aren't you going to dismantle it?" Zhao Lei looked puzzled as he watched Zhang Yu start rinsing the wool carpet directly in the sink.
"This is Xiaohong's favorite, I won't dismantle it." If the little girl hadn't glanced at it among the many discarded items, Zhang Yu really wouldn't have noticed it.
Since the little girl likes it, she must buy it, let alone miss it.
Zhao Hong originally thought that Zhang Yu would take apart all these blankets, but she didn't expect that there would be one left. "Mom still took them all apart."
"It's okay, I bought more." If it weren't for worry, there would be nothing we could do. After taking it home, Zhang Yu really wanted to buy a few more.
Just thinking about it later, I still have to keep a low profile, not be too conspicuous, and leave some space for others.
After the efforts of the family of three, they finally cleaned the blanket. Just looking at the water flowing out, Zhang Yu still felt dirty.
It would be great if there was a large dryer, just put it in and spin dry, and then continue cleaning.
Unfortunately, there is no such machinery now, so we can only rely on manual labor. "Mom, this is still a little dirty." Zhao Hong looked at the still dark water and felt that it couldn't be spread in his room.
The little girl can take good care of her own room and wipe it every day.
Zhao Hong finally understood why Zhang Yu said that he had to take off the blanket. He had to take it off, otherwise there would be no way to clean it.
"Mom, let's take off the blanket." Zhao Hong looked at the blanket with disgust.
Zhang Yu knew that it was difficult to clean blankets, but he didn't expect it to be so difficult to clean. "Okay."
"I'll get you a smaller blanket then, something more compact." Zhang Yu actually doesn't know how to hook. Blankets, but you can make one with a knitting needle.
“Really?” Zhao Hong originally thought that there would be no blanket in her room, but unexpectedly, Zhang Yu said that she could make one by hand.
“It won’t be as exquisite as this one.” Zhang Yu felt that this hand-hooked rug was really beautiful, and it would be a pity if it was just dismantled.
Thinking of the upcoming campaign, Zhang Yu felt that it would be troublesome to keep him even if he was reluctant to leave.
Maybe it will make people think that this is the performance of petty bourgeoisie. Only if you take it apart and tie it into a sweater, no one will be giggling.
"Mom, I want to learn to knit a sweater." Zhao Hong really had no interest in learning this before and found it really difficult.
Now she really regrets why she didn't learn it before. If she had learned it, could she give herself a blanket now?
"Of course you can." Zhang Yu thinks there is no problem if his child wants to learn to knit a sweater, and he absolutely welcomes it.
The whole family was working hard on the blanket and when they were about to turn it into wool, they heard everyone’s chirping sounds coming from the front.
Don't go out, just listen to their excited voices, and Zhang Yu will know that they must have gained something this time.
"Zhang Yu, thank you very much. When we went there, there were more than ten blankets."
Aunt Feng thanked her happily. There are many people in their family, and things like wool are really expensive. It's very lacking. Although these blankets are a little dirty, it doesn't matter. If you wash them well, they will have very clean wool.
Of course, the news in the entire courtyard should be made known to the people in the surrounding courtyard. Unfortunately, when they know the news, they are not only jealous but also jealous.
Even if they rush to the scrap shop, the news they get is that the inventory is gone.
The neighbors could only watch Zhang Yu and the others, who lived in the courtyard, happily wearing sweaters, and looked at Zhang Yu and the others depressingly. In autumn, they can all wear sweaters.
It's not like they didn't ask again if there were any new products, but the news they got was always that they were temporarily out of stock.
Although I was very disappointed, there was nothing I could do about it. It was already too late by the time anyone let them know the news, especially for such a good thing, they would not be willing to share it with others.
The people in this compound are now very busy. Taking advantage of the good summer sunshine, everyone is quickly removing the carpets and cleaning them. For a while, there is an absolutely long queue in front of the faucet. There are people collecting water from early in the morning to late at night.
As soon as Zhang Yu saw this formation, he took apart the two blankets and left them alone. He randomly packed them in a cloth bag and put them in the cellar.
If anyone asked, it was too late to dismantle it. Everyone understood that Zhang Yu, as an office worker, had dismantled it into wool and had no time to clean it.
As for drying, let alone drying, there is no place at all.