Chapter 889 How can any serious person wear that one?
Blocking this one, what about the next ten, a hundred, or a thousand?
You should have a stable mentality and don't pay too much attention to it if it does not touch your fundamental interests.
Keep yourself calm and calm, the clown is the other person.
Yu Hong glanced at Lu Miao with shining eyes.
It was as if he understood some truth from her words.
She nodded eagerly and responded:
"I know senior, then I will go back first and wait for your news later."
"Yes."
Lu Miao nodded and did not send her as a gift.
Tang Mei collected the rice on the big table.
Lu Miao put away the soap alone.
We don’t need so much at home, so just keep a few pieces. We will go back and bring a few pieces to Gu Ying and Mei Zi.
The Mid-Autumn Festival is about to give out gifts, so I will bring some to the Ling family.
After putting away his things, Lu Miao sat back at the table, holding a pencil and continuing to draw on the paper.
After several days of changes, towards the afternoon, the cheongsam pattern was roughly finalized.
Lu Miao carried the satin in Shen's hand to the courtyard of the factory.
Xiao Baichuan, who usually wears crotchless pants and has fun by himself in the courtyard, no longer obeys.
I hugged my mother’s lap and shouted with my chubby little face that I wanted to go out together.
Once upon a time when the child was born, Lu Miao treated the child like a baby.
Now, as time has passed, Xiao Baichuan has a strong physique, much more porcelain than her previous brothers and sisters. The feeling of fear in her heart has faded away, and she no longer spoils the little chubby boy.
If you want to go out together, let's go out together, but don't even think about hugging.
Lu Miao opened the courtyard door and led the little guy down the steps.
Then she walked in front, turning around and calling out her name from time to time, urging her to hurry up,
letting the little guy mutter "Mom" and stumble after him.
Although the pattern of the cheongsam was finalized, the satin material was expensive and only six feet long.
Lu Miao did not dare to act lightly.
He went to the small courtyard of the factory and asked Xiaoya to help look after Baichuan. She called Meizi and went into the house together.
Measure the plums, choose the cotton fabric from Xiaoyuan to make hair ropes, and try it out first.
The difficulty in making clothes lies in the layout.
Once the layout is out, everything else is easy.
Lu Miao had experience in making clothes, so she asked Meizi to start. After cutting the fabric, she carefully considered the splicing.
In about forty minutes, a cheongsam was freshly baked.
Lu Miao shook the clothes, stretched them out, looked up and down several times, and finally handed the clothes to Mei Zi.
“Try it.”
"Huh? Me?"
Mei Zi pointed back at herself, looking confused.
The clothes are made for you, so you must be happy.
But what is even more shocking is the style of the cheongsam.
Lu Miao comforted her:
"Just put it on for me to see, you don't have to wear it out."
"Oh, okay..."
Mei Zi was very embarrassed, but she took the clothes and complied.
The courtyard door outside is locked, so outsiders cannot get in.
The courtyard is full of women, so there is nothing to be ashamed of.
Meizi changed clothes directly in the office cabin.
Lu Miao respected her privacy and left the office early, asking Mei Zi to call her after changing.
Mei Zi nodded in response, changed her clothes and opened the door to the crack, stuck her head in and whispered:
"Sister-in-law, I've changed."
Lu Miao responded and went in.
The sisters-in-law who were busy in the main room heard the movement and looked up curiously.
Unfortunately, the door closed too quickly and they didn’t look at anything.
Although they didn’t see it, it didn’t stop them from whispering: “What did you change? Is it the cheongsam you just made?” Legs, how can any serious person wear that..."
"If you can't wear it, why do you do it? Isn't this a contradiction?"
"Uh..."
The sisters-in-law were chatting and then ended the topic themselves.
In the office, Mei Zi stood stiffly, letting Lu Miao tug at the waistline of her cheongsam and touch her shoulder joint.
"Are you okay? Do you feel uncomfortable anywhere?"
"No...it just feels like my butt is exposed to the wind and is chilly."
Meizi blushed.
She used to wear trousers and never wore skirts.
I just took off my trousers and put on this cheongsam with slits on the side.
Although the opening was not too high, Meizi still felt a little uncomfortable.
Lu Miao looked around Meizi several times.
The visual effect of the cheongsam was pretty good, and she felt a little bit more confident about it.
She patted Mei Zi and said:
"Be generous, don't hunch your chest."
"Oh!"
Mei Zi stood up straight obediently , Lu Miao discovered another problem.
She measured Mei Zi's bust with a soft ruler and said smoothly:
"There are materials in the office. If you pull out a few feet today, we will make a few vests according to this size."
Little girl You are not young anymore, and all the places that should be developed have developed.
You can’t tell much from the loose gown you usually wear.
The upper body of the cheongsam, a slim-fitting garment, immediately reveals the situation.
Meizi scratched her forehead, not sure why.
Lu Miao was afraid that she would be too worried about this or that, so he picked the color she liked and pulled off a large piece of cloth.
There is no need for Mei Zi to do it herself. She is here today, cut it, cut it. By the time Mei Zi changes into her cheongsam and leaves the house, she has already tied up half a sports vest in front of the sewing machine outside.
Lu Miao sat busy in front of the sewing machine, while Mei Zi stood nearby and watched.
Usually when Lu Miao is not around, Mei Zi is actually quite capable.
But at this time, Meizi seemed to have turned into a child again.
Lu Miao also dotes on her.
Mei Zi didn’t have any elders to teach her. When she saw it, she would give her a few words of advice when she had time.
"Take these two little vests back and wear them underneath when you wear clothes."
Mei Zi cherished the clothes and vaguely realized something.
Her face was flushed, but her eyes were still curved and she smiled obediently and sincerely:
"Thank you, sister-in-law."
The sisters-in-law next to her seemed to be busy with their heads down, but in fact their eyes were calm. They all glanced at the two of them.
Lu Miao gave up the sewing machine and called Mei Zi into the room to help her cut the silk according to the material.
The door of the office cabin was closed, and Lu Miao asked Mei Zi in a low voice about the sister-in-law from before.
People are still working here.
When she came over, she didn’t say anything about asking her to quit her job or anything.
Anyway, there was no movement.
Lu Miao is a little confused about what is happening now.
"Sister-in-law, you have been busy a while ago, and I never found a chance to tell you. I mentioned this matter to Brother Xiang Dong before, and he asked someone to go to the factory over there to check out the situation. ”
Meizi pressed a corner of the material, bowed and said in a low voice:
"The monthly salary is said to be thirty-five yuan, and if you do well, you can get up to fifty yuan."
Lu Miao was suspicious:
"How did he touch the news?"
As long as you mention this matter, you will definitely be alerted. As long as you are not stupid, you will know the place. Where can I follow you? Say this?
As if he could see what she was thinking, Mei Zi smiled mysteriously, and she was a little proud:
“Brother Xiang Dong found an old sister-in-law who knew how to be a tailor and wanted to find a job. I asked about these things as soon as I asked them.”
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