Dressed to be a grandmother

Chapter 1093

Old Mrs. Chen's face could not see the anxiety, panic, astonishment, and sadness from before, but she was only happy.

Although Chen Dajun was smiling, he scratched his head uncertainly. He didn't look like Jia Poxin really paid attention to the gold medal sales. He looked at grandma, then at mother, and said hesitantly: "Mother, grandma , you...do you all agree?"

Doesn't anyone think it's weird for him to be a big man with scissors and a needlework ruler?
Although Chen Dajun didn't say anything, the expression on his face was already obvious.

Chen Daliu couldn't help but say: "You really, what is this called? The authorities are confused by the onlookers. Not to mention that you have seen a lot of things in the sea, but in China, among those tailors, they are very powerful. Among them are Half of them are male masters."

"What's wrong with gay men, what's wrong with lesbians, jobs don't distinguish between high and low, and positions don't distinguish between men and women." Chen Daliu said, pointing to Chen Dajun: "You, you, you can't turn your head around."

"that is!"

Chen Lishi couldn't help but rolled her eyes at Chen Dajun, and said angrily: "If the big guy didn't praise you for working hard outside, I would have wondered if you went out to work abroad."

"Mother~" Chen Dajun was helpless, how could he say that about his own son.

Chen Lishi: "It was originally."

"Tailoring is a craft. Those who know how to do this can support a whole family. You still hide it." This caused me to have an oolong in front of my aunt, but fortunately, my aunt didn't care about it. .

Although this sentence was not uttered, everyone can see it from Chen Lishi's face. Chen Daliu nodded in his heart, no, if it is my Congzi or Mingzi, then I will definitely give it to you. It's a shoe sole, isn't this cheating?

Mrs. Chen corrected her: "Now I'm a designer, not a tailor. It's still different."

Regardless of her age, she can keep up with current affairs. She doesn't understand these new words at first, but if you don't understand, you can ask. My aunt is not free and there are children who go to school in the village. Ask more and you will understand.

"Yes, yes, mother, I know." Chen Lishi nodded, and then said: "But this kid is not a designer, he just learned how to make clothes."

Chen Dajun smiled embarrassedly: "Yes, I was just thinking about it myself. I definitely can't be called a designer. It's not that easy to be a designer. Even if I'm not as good as my aunt, I still have to study for exams and participate in competitions." What."

"Grandma, mother, me, I don't know what I will be like in the future, I just know that I like this job, so I just study."

It is true that the authorities are obsessed with the onlookers, and he doesn't know now, why he thought that others would look at him with weird eyes.

Probably because he has not studied systematically, because he is afraid that others will think that he is too ambitious, and he doesn't know how much he has? !
After all, Chen Dajun was afraid of being ridiculed. After all, he belonged to Bai Ji. Being ridiculed was equivalent to Bai Ji being ridiculed.

After a pause, Chen Dajun continued: "If my aunt hadn't built a garment factory and given me the opportunity to go out to sea to meet the world and get in touch with these things, maybe I would have worked in the village to farm, or went to work, married a wife and had children. .”

In saying this, Mrs. Chen thought that if her third grandson married a wife and had children, then she would have a few more great-grandchildren, while Mrs. Chen Li thought that although the life of the big guys is like this, the son is now the same as before. It's very different, and it's a pity that it should be like that.

Chen Daliu was different. After all, he was the village chief, and he was always by Bai Xi's side. What he said would have a little sense.

"It's not bad to marry a wife and have children in an ordinary life. After all, most people's life is like this. However, it is good to be able to find something you like, study hard, and enrich yourself. This is the envy of others. luck."

"You boy, study hard, don't let us, let your aunt down."

Chen Dajun grinned: "Well, village chief, don't worry, I will do my best."

"Okay, I'm leaving too." Chen Daliu still didn't forget to remind: "Sort up your blueprints and show them to my aunt tomorrow."

"Hey!" These words made Chen Dajun excited again.

If Bai Xi didn't mean tomorrow, Chen Dajun would probably be able to run to the tree house with the blueprint in his arms.

Chen Daliu left, and Chen Dajun watched the skirt he made being turned over and over by his grandma and mother. The two of them came and went and praised each other. They drank a glass of ice water, or ice water with sugar in their hearts, on a hot day. Same, sweet and refreshing.

Mrs. Chen and Mrs. Chen were chatting happily. From the corner of the eye, they saw that Chen Dajun was still there, so they waved to him: "You don't have to hang around here. You can go and do your work. Our mothers can talk."

Chen Dajun looked at the skirt that was being rare by his mother and grandma, opened his mouth, but didn't say anything. He picked up his sewing basket and entered the house. The smile on his face didn't decrease even a single day.

Chen Dajun studied secretly, but he is indeed talented, and he is a good piece of jade that can be carved.

In just two days, news about Chen Dajun spread in the village, and Bai Daxue also liked fashion design. She was interested in making clothes with needlework since she was a child.

When I was young, my family was poor, and I didn’t have any materials to waste on her, so Bai Daxue took branches to draw on the sand, and also made a small figure out of red clay, and used the red clay to pinch the little man’s clothes bit by bit. , or when hunting hogweed, they would pick some large weed leaves and secretly wear them as clothes for the little clay figurines.

Of course, these are children's playfulness, and generally they are nothing.

However, after getting in touch with clothing, watching the clothes being bought one by one from her own hands, and seeing the happy faces of the people who came to buy the clothes, Bai Daxue's childhood thoughts were awakened.

She likes to tinker with this, likes to make clothes, and likes to make beautiful clothes for others to wear, just like dressing up little clay figurines when she was a child.

But like Chen Dajun, she didn't have the chance to go to college, so naturally she couldn't study fashion design systematically.

Fortunately, I work in the clothing department and have many opportunities to get in touch with clothes. In the eyes of others, these are beautiful and novel clothes, but in the eyes of Bai Daxue, these are not only beautiful clothes, but also a "textbook" for her to study. The source of her happiness.

Every time new clothes arrive, Bai Ji's people must work overtime and stay up late, but Bai Daxue's overtime and staying up late is not just because of busy work, but because of her expectation and love for the new clothes.

For Bai Daxue, unpacking clothes is a kind of surprise when unwrapping presents.

Every time, I can hear her exclamation of excitement in the warehouse: "Wow, this looks good."

(End of this chapter)