"Beautiful Liu, long time no see! How are you and the stinky farmer?" Zheng Dongfang is a tall man with a square face, thick eyebrows and big eyes, and very masculine. He greeted Liu Lili when he came up.

"I said you are really gossipy, what about you? How are you doing with your sweet girl? Are you married?" Liu Lili asked with a blank look at him.

"Hi! Don't mention it, I just yelled last year... I have a disagreement in personality..." Zheng Dongfang sat down opposite Liu Lili, picked up the cup of coffee that Zhang Yue had drunk and wanted to drink.

"Oh, that cup is mine. If you want to drink it, you have to go..." Zhang Yue quickly snatched it over and sat next to Liu Lili.

"Stingy..." Zheng Dongfang looked at Zhang Yue with contempt and snapped his fingers, "Waiter, a cup of coffee, the same as them."

"What are you doing now? Why are you wandering around the school gate? I remember that when you graduated, you seemed to say you wanted to go back to your hometown to help your dad..." Zhang Yue asked.

"Hi! Don't mention it! Don't our family run a hotel? These days, I don't know which bastard has created a batch of high-quality vegetables and secretly supplied them to some well-known hotels. The gap between us and others is getting bigger and bigger, and the turnover has plummeted. Now it's almost too poor to lose money. The leader of those famous hotels is Yingning Hotel. I bought a hotel opposite the school and stared here for a long time to see if I could catch that bastard, and then begged him to sell us some high-quality vegetables..." Zheng Dongfang thought of the guy who was fiddling with high-quality vegetables, so he gritted his teeth, but he was quite helpless.

The coffee was delivered. Zheng Dongfang held it up and poured it into his throat. The hot coffee made his face turn red and his neck thick, and handed the cup to the waiter who had not had time to leave. "Get another cup..."

The waiter glanced at Zheng Dongfang like a monster, turned around and poured him a glass.

"Is it a hot pot on the load?" Zhang Yue asked carefully.

"Do you need to say it? Look at the virtue that made him hot..." Liu Lili covered her mouth and smiled.

"No wonder the stinky farmers look down on you! You are so ungent. Look at Zhang Yue, you still know how to care about us..." Zheng Dongfang said with a bitter face.

"You shouldn't pay attention to you..." Liu Lili gave Zheng Dongfang a blank look, sipped the coffee happily, and smacked her lips, "It's warm and moist, fragrant and strong, it's so delicious..."

"I found you are so bad. The stinky farmer is really self-aware. If you get along with you, your weak character will be eaten to death by you... Hahahaha..." Zheng Dongfang said, laughing.

"Impotence..." Liu Lili also laughed.

"Zheng Dongfang, do you know about Yang Ming's marriage?" Zhang Yue asked.

"Of course I know, what's our relationship? That's a guy, and the invitations were sent to our house..." At this time, the waiter brought another cup of coffee, which Zheng Dongfang took, blew the heat gently, and sniffed.

"What does Yang Ming's partner look like? Do you know?" Zhang Yue asked curiously.

"Well..." Zheng Dongfang had never seen Wei Qingqing? But a group of young people gathered together, isn't it just nonsense? "Is it so beautiful? Let's make do with it, it's definitely not as beautiful as Liu Lili..." Liu Lili just showed a knowing smile, and Zheng Dongfang continued: "But it must be gentler than Liu Lili... Think about it, if a stinky farmer has the personality, if he marrys a strong woman, he will not be able to live a life? He is a little honest, but it doesn't mean he has no temper. He is actually quite manly in his bones."

If you say, the men in rural areas are indeed more like men than the men in urban areas. Why? In the work in cities, men can do it, women can do it, and even do it better, and they have a lot of salary. If they make great contributions to the family, they will naturally have confidence. Even if they get divorced, they can support themselves. Men can't hold on to their seven inches. But what about the countryside? Men are the main labor force. When they go to work in the fields, they are mostly men, and men contribute the most to the family. Therefore, men in rural areas are mostly just talking about the same thing at home. By the way, whoever has bronchitis has to take their wife to the countryside for a few months can definitely cure 80%.

"So that's the case... It seems that Lily is really in danger..." Zhang Yue began to look frowning.

"Puff..." Zheng Dongfang had just taken a sip of coffee. After hearing Zhang Yue's words, he vomited it out again, widened his eyes and looked at Liu Lili, "You are not giving up yet, are you planning to have a stinky farmer robbing the bride on the day of the wedding of a stinky farmer?"

"You hear her talk nonsense. If you die, Zhang Yue, I will break up with you..." Liu Lili gave Zhang Yue annoyedly. When you heard what you said, it seemed like I was rushing to chase Yang Ming, but people looked down on him. However, thinking about that Yang Ming, he was indeed a good person.

Zhang Yue stuck out her tongue and buried her head in drinking coffee.

The little chickens who were catching insects in the grass had already gone to the nest one after another. The ducks and geese, which disappeared all day long, were also swaying back to the yard in a neat line, lying down in a corner, and the increasingly mysterious black cat meowed slowly, slowly strolling in the yard, bent and shook their hair from time to time. In the west wing, several pairs of cat eyes shone in the dark, which were Mimi and her children.

The little puppies were snuggling together in groups of three or two. Some were hiking into the firewood pile, some were stretching their legs under the tree, scattered inside and outside the courtyard. Only Dahei and four brothers and sisters were walking in the courtyard, like sentries patrolling the territory.

The wife of the village party secretary Zheng Dabao, Aunt Dabao, took away a little yellow dog in the next half a day. Before leaving, she asked about recruiting workers. The meaning was that she would ask if she could recruit people. By the way, her son graduated from junior high school and was as dull as his father. On weekdays, she would work with her parents for the few acres of land in her family. Now she is old and her wife has not been married. The couple is worried. If she can get a salary, it would be nice to talk about it from all over the countryside, and it would be much easier to marry a wife.

After dinner, Yang Ming went around the greenhouse. He was still very satisfied with the six people he recruited in the next half of the day. The greenhouse was very tight and warm inside, which shows that these six people are really good at crop stews. Although they have never built greenhouses before, they can learn it and understand it at a glance. Even the little girl Liu Nannan can do it with ease.

The sound of insects, in the bleak autumn, is a little weak, and the dew at night is heavy. The wind blows, bringing a cool dry air. The mountain wind is heavy, making people's bones cool.

Yang Ming, Xiao Baoer and Liu Nannan were watching TV in the east room, but Wei Qingqing went to Liu's house and talked to her.

"Sister Liu, what's going on? Can you tell us? Why did Grandma Baoer rob Baoer?" Wei Qingqing said while sitting on the edge of Liu's kang.

"It's nothing. Didn't Bao'er marry you? Grandma Bao'er thought I wanted to entrust Bao'er to you and then leave by herself. Although Bao'er is a daughter, she is also the only descendant of their Zheng family. Naturally, she can't let her have a surname with a foreign surname. Why don't I explain to them that they don't believe it? You said they want to steal my daughter. Isn't this my life? I was anxious at that time." Sister Liu said while leisurely holding the soles of her shoes.

Mrs. Liu's words are indeed very credible, but Wei Qingqing always feels that there are some problems. If you think about it carefully, you can't figure it out.

"Do you and Yang Ming get married on October 1st?" Mrs. Liu raised her head and scratched her scalp with a needle.

"Yes! Yes..." Wei Qingqing nodded.

"I'll give you a gift, too..." Mrs. Liu said, put down the soles of her shoes in her hand, got off the kang, took out a soft ruler, pulled Wei Qingqing up, and began to measure her body.

"What are you doing?" Wei Qingqing was stunned by her and raised her arms to cooperate with her.

"Make you a Hanfu..." Mrs. Liu said while carefully measuring Wei Qingqing's body size.

"Hanfu?" Wei Qingqing was a little surprised.

"Yes, the traditional Chinese clothing, the kind with wide robes and big sleeves..." Mrs. Liu quickly finished measuring, then took out a pencil, recorded the data in a small homework book, "My grandma's family has been working as tailors in the village for generations, and my mother can do this skill. When I grow up, I will pass it on to me."

"You should use a dress when you get married. The dress is also called a crown dress. The top is very complicated to wear, but it is also the best-looking." Mrs. Liu said, turning over the lying cabinet in the house and taking out a few pieces of silk cloth, including black, red, yellow and white. "These silk cloths were the dowry my mother gave me when I got married. They were all domestic silkworms, hand-woven with looms."

"This feels so good... it's worth a lot of money, right?" Wei Qingqing stroked the silk cloth with her hand, feeling slippery and very comfortable, and there was a soft luster under the light.

"What's the money? Are we all from the mountains still wearing silk clothes to work? We have been keeping it at home for more than ten years." Mrs. Liu raked all the things on the kang to the side, laid a clean thin wooden board, spread the silk cloth flat on the wooden board, took a soft ruler to measure it on the silk cloth left and right, and then painted it with talc.

"Oh! I haven't measured Yang Ming yet! Let's go to your house and measure Yang Ming's size." Mrs. Liu pretended to be surprised and put down the slime, took the soft ruler, pulled Wei Qingqing out and went out to the Linyuan to measure Yang Ming's size.

Mrs. Liu measured Yang Ming up and down, but she didn't even let go of her feet. She had a lot of compositions of the crown and shoes, not only had clothes, but also had to match them.

"Baoer, I'll go to school tomorrow. Don't sleep too late. Nan Nan will supervise..." Mrs. Liu said, took the measured size, turned around and returned to her yard.

Wei Qingqing did not follow him, but sat next to Yang Ming.

"What's going on?" Yang Ming leaned into Wei Qingqing's ear and asked in a low voice.

So Wei Qingqing also whispered what Mrs. Liu said to her intact, and even learned her tone vividly, "...What's going on? I always feel that something is wrong, but I can't say it..."

"I'm just perfunctory to you. Grandma Baoer attaches so much importance to Baoer? What have you done long ago? And when Mrs. Liu's tone was a bit like talking about other people's affairs, it was fake when she heard it. In the end, she was afraid that you would continue to ask questions. So why didn't she say that she made clothes for us?..." Yang Ming confirmed from the side that Mrs. Liu was lying.

"What should I do? Do you still ask deeper?" Wei Qingqing said.

"I won't ask anymore. People don't want to tell us, that means that Sister Liu can handle it herself and doesn't need us to help her. And it's about other people's family affairs. Do not make any public about family scandals. We are outsiders, and people won't tell us even if we ask..." Yang Ming said.

"Okay..." Wei Qingqing nodded, sat upright, leaned beside him and watched TV together.

"However, Mrs. Liu can make Hanfu, which is an unexpected discovery. Do you think we should cooperate with Mrs. Liu to open a clothing company? She makes clothes, grows mulberry trees, and raises silk cloths, and provides raw materials. Many modern people advocate Hanfu. If they are sold, they will definitely become popular. Maybe they can form a brand." Yang Ming said. Since the couple stopped whispering, the sound was nothing if it amplified.

"It's a way of thinking, but we have to look at the finished product made by Mrs. Liu..." Wei Qingqing nodded.

"Brother Yang, Sister Qingqing, are you talking about my aunt doing clothes?" Liu Nannan, who was beside him, suddenly turned his head.

Yang Ming and Wei Qingqing looked at Liu Nannan together. Wei Qingqing nodded and said, "Yes, what's wrong?"

"My aunt is the best. Nu Hong is a great choice in our Liujia Village. However, finished clothes are quite cheap now, so my aunt doesn't do it often." Liu Nannan said.

"Wang Po sells melons and boasts about herself..." Yang Ming couldn't help but want to tease her when he saw the little girl's eyes shining.

"No, when I was a child, my aunt made the New Year's clothes for me. When I was wearing them at school, my classmates envied..." Liu Nannan's face turned red and she said dissatisfied.

"Okay, okay, wait until we see the effect. If the effect is really good, we will cooperate..." Yang Ming said.

"How to cooperate?" Liu Nannan's eyes rolled.

"We provide high-quality silk, and then make silk cloth, so that your aunt can process it into Hanfu..." Yang Ming said.

"How to divide the profit?" Liu Nannan's little girl, now she is in the money eye.

"You are six and I am four, I am giving in..." Yang Ming said.

As we all know, the value of clothing lies in brand and craftsmanship. A piece of clothing worth thousands of yuan has a maximum fabric of 200 yuan. The remaining value is brand and craftsmanship. Yang Ming's profit sharing method is actually not a loss. On the contrary, once Hanfu is popular in China, his material supplier can take up 40% of the profit, which is really a huge advantage.

"Is this what you said? I'll tell my aunt to go." Liu Nannan immediately jumped down and rushed to Liu's yard.

In a short while, the mother and mother came over, and Mrs. Liu asked, "Yang Mingqingqing, do you really plan to cooperate with me to open a clothing company?"

Liu's eyes were shining. She was a traditional woman and was very proficient in Mihong. In the old society, if a woman was not familiar with Mihong, she would not be able to marry. Mihong was not only proficient in Mihong, but also loved Mihong. Mihong was her usual job of entertainment. However, since two years ago, Baoer's father was gone, the burden at home fell on her, and Mihong was put down. If her skills could generate value and support herself and her daughter, she would not want to farm. Farming was mainly a man's job. A yellow plum opera was still singing? "If you plow the fields, I weave cloth, and you carry water to water the garden..." Men are the main labor force in the fields. At most, they are planting fruit trees. This thing is not like crops. One crop can be harvested for several years.

"Yeah!" Yang Ming looked at the somewhat fanatical Mrs. Liu, feeling her scalp numb. She felt that her eyes could burn her body and burn herself up, so she could only nod.

"We think that few people wear Hanfu in China now, so we have an idea to make Hanfu..." Wei Qingqing also felt that Liu's gaze was a certain aggressiveness. She felt that under this gaze, she was as if she was not wearing clothes, and her body was unconsciously approaching Yang Mingdian.

"I not only know how to make Hanfu, but also cheongsams..." said Mrs. Liu.

"Forget it, there are quite a few people selling cheongsams on the market now. We want to set up a brand and only make Hanfu," said Yang Ming.

"This is OK... You guys wait, I'll make clothes for you. When I'm done, you can see the effect. If it's good, we will cooperate. If it doesn't work, let's forget it..." Mrs. Liu's eyes shone.

"No problem..." Yang Ming nodded.

"It's so noisy, I can't hear the sound of TV..." Xiao Baoer pouted and complained, but the little guy was also sensible and knew that he would complain after the adults finished their business.

"It's all right to watch it for a while. I'll delay my studies..." Mrs. Liu glared at her daughter, turned around and went back to her yard. Making Hanfu is not a simple task. It takes old man's nose to make two sets of Hanfu. Even if she is quick to do, it will take at least one week.

"I'll go and help my aunt..." Liu Nannan ran away happily.

There were only three people left in the house, Yang Ming and his wife, as well as their goddaughter Xiao Baoer. Xiao Baoer had long been addicted to TV shows, but Yang Ming and his wife stared at each other.

"We still have to raise silkworms, right..." Wei Qingqing said in a low voice.

"Of course." Yang Ming nodded.

"You raise..., when I see those little bugs, I get goose bumps..." Wei Qingqing said, rubbing her arms.

"Now there are very few silkworms. Where can we get silkworms? There is a textile factory in our city, but there is no silkworm farm..." Yang Ming said.

"Goddad, I know where there are silkworms. My grandma's house. If you stop talking, let me watch TV well. I will go to my grandma's house for you tomorrow, otherwise, hum..." Xiao Baoer suddenly interrupted, looking very proud.

"Okay, dare to threaten me. I want to turn into a Big Big Wolf and eat you, a big fat sheep..." Yang Ming looked like a Big Big Wolf and rushed towards Xiao Baoer, creaking the little guy's armpits.

"Geeh..." Xiao Baoer giggled, rolling straight on the kang, hiding from Yang Ming's hand.

"We are Pleasant Goat, fight with Big Big Wolf to the end..." Wei Qingqing and Xiao Baoer immediately stood on the united front.

"Hey, Ms. Red Wolf, you've been cross-dressed..."
Chapter completed!