Siheyuan: Why is my crossing so ugly?

Chapter 200 Porcelain does not fight with tiles

Chapter 200 Porcelain does not fight with tiles

Du Weiguo looked at Li Mengmeng, who had bright eyes in front of him, and asked her with a smile: "Hehehe, how about you? How is getting along with Wang Yang recently? Are you going well?"

Li Mengmeng curled her lips lightly, and said teasingly: "It's okay! Anyway, you don't like me, so you have betrothed me to your subordinates, so I will obey the leader's arrangement."

Du Weiguo laughed, he knew that Li Mengmeng was joking: "Hehehe, Comrade Li Mengmeng, let's make it clear, you don't want to blackmail me! Marriage and love are free, I'm only in charge of matchmaking, and I don't engage in arranged marriages."

Li Mengmeng rolled his eyes at him, and said angrily, "Cut! Just tell me, what do you want to buy today?"

Du Weiguo quickly told Li Mengmeng his thoughts and needs.

"Well, that's it. You need a comfortable, breathable and cool skirt, and a breathable thin silk scarf."

Li Mengmeng's expression was a bit indescribable, there was a sour feeling in her eyes, to be honest, if she had no idea about Du Weiguo, even she herself didn't believe it:

"Du Weiguo, to be honest, I am very envious of Yang Caiyu. She is not only beautiful, tall, but also cultured. The key is that you are so kind to her, careful and considerate, and wholehearted. I feel that all the benefits in this world Let her take it all by herself."

Du Weiguo said with a smile: "You are not bad, you are young and beautiful, and you have a good job, and in terms of carefulness, I am definitely not as good as Wang Yang, not even a star and a half. Hurt."

"Hey, let's go, I'll take you shopping."

Li Mengmeng was really sour, seeing Du Weiguo kept talking about Yang Caiyu, she was really not in the mood to continue the chat.

She led Du Weiguo to the dress counter first. This counter was even more lively. It happened to be summer and it was the weekend. Many lesbians were looking at the dresses. a feeling of.

Du Weiguo didn't want to get close, so Li Mengmeng went to the counter and whispered something to the sales lady.

It didn't take long for Li Mengmeng to come out with three dresses. You see, this is the line of salesmen in the shopping mall in this era. The other customers naturally looked at Du Weiguo with envy, but they dared not speak out.

Three skirts, one of which was an orange-yellow floral dress with a bow on the chest, Bragi Du Weiguo, who was eliminated after just a glance. It was too earthy and too ugly.

Bragi is a kind of floral dress passed down from Lao Maozi. This is the most popular style nowadays. At the forefront of fashion, at least half of the young girls in front of the counter are here for Bragi, but Du Weiguo has always admired Pure color and simple style, it seems that Comrade Yang Caiyu is also like this, at least Du Weiguo has never seen her wear flowers.

As for the remaining two, Du Weiguo carefully held them in his hands and looked at them carefully. One was a pure white silk chiffon dress. This dress should look good on Yang Caiyu, but it is really not suitable for hospitalization. It still has a zipper on the back, which is very inconvenient to put on and take off, so it will be eliminated directly.

The last one is a light blue cotton and linen one-piece dress, which is not as high-end as silk chiffon, but the style is also generous and beautiful, and the linen fabric is also very breathable and cool.

The key is that this skirt is unbuttoned from the middle, from the neckline to the waist, and has open sleeves, which is really suitable for Yang Caiyu to wear during hospitalization.

With a few tweaks, it's perfect.

Du Weiguo confirmed it immediately, held the skirt in his hand and said to Li Mengmeng: "Li Mengmeng, this is it, can you help me ask if there are other colors?"

Li Mengmeng glanced at Du Weiguo in surprise. This skirt was the most plain of the three: "This? Well, I'll ask."

Not long after, Li Mengmeng came back: "There is also a beige one, just these two."

Du Weiguo nodded in satisfaction: "Okay, let's have one too! How much?"

Li Mengmeng didn't write: "A total of 24 8, 3 rice cloth tickets."

"Okay, here it is."

Du Weiguo handed her the bills, and couldn't help complaining in his heart: From this point of view, making clothes at Master Yu's house is really expensive!Go as little as possible in the future.

If Master Yu knew what Du Weiguo was thinking at this moment, he would definitely jump up and slap him. Damn, what kind of fabric is the clothes I made for you?The outside is made of wool, but the lining is made of real silk. The delicious buns are not in the pleats. Do you understand the low-key luxury?

As for the tattered cotton and linen material used for this skirt, it is basically used to make rags!

Ha ha ha.

After buying the skirt, Du Weiguo followed Li Mengmeng to other counters to buy four silk scarves made of silk chiffon, two light blue and two light yellow.

A total of 16 yuan was spent.

Du Weiguo asked after finishing shopping, "Li Mengmeng, do you know where there is a place to change clothes around here?"

Li Mengmeng glanced at him curiously: "What clothes do you want to change?"

Du Weiguo explained: "Look, isn't this skirt unbuttoned to the waistline? I want to find someone to unbutton it to the end, so that it will be much easier to change and take off when Caiyu is hospitalized."

Li Mengmeng frowned and said, "Ah, won't this dress be ruined?"

Du Weiguo said disapprovingly, "How can it be ruined? You can also wear buttons underneath, too!"

Li Mengmeng was sour: "Hehe, you still know everything, no, I'm too jealous."

Du Weiguo looked at her angrily: "Don't make trouble, you choose one of these four silk scarves!"

"Hmph! Come on again, I want yellow ones."

While talking, Li Mengmeng tore away a yellow silk scarf generously.

Du Weiguo bid farewell to Li Mengmeng after knowing where to change his clothes.

He turned a corner in the shopping mall and came directly to the shoe counter, looking at Du Weiguo who was holding a women's clothing box and a silk scarf in his hand.

Both Yu Moli and Xiang Bei were dumbfounded.

Hehe, Xiangbei, the dead licking dog, is really squatting here, like a police dog, old and loyal.There was nothing embarrassing about Du Weiguo, Xiang Bei and Yu Moli were the ones who made good things happen to him.

"Wei Guo, what are you doing here?" Xiang Bei had a black question mark on his face.

Du Weiguo said meanly: "I'm here to give your family Yu Moli a gift, and I'm going to compete fairly with you. What do you think? Mr. Xiang?"

Xiang Bei said angrily, "Get out! Hurry up and be serious."

Looking at Yu Moli whose eyes were emitting a dangerous light, Du Weiguo immediately stopped joking and spoke honestly.

"Didn't our Yang Caiyu have a car accident? Her arms and legs were broken. I sold her two skirts for her to wear when she was hospitalized. It was easier to put on and take off. I also bought two silk scarves to wrap her hair. This is a friend of mine. I helped pick it out just now, gave her one, and brought one for your family, Yu Moli."

While speaking, he handed a blue silk scarf to Yu Moli.

Holding the silk scarf, Yu Moli said happily, "Ah! It's so beautiful! Thank you Brother Wei."

Du Weiguo joked with a smile: "Hehe, this is my wedding gift in advance!"

"That's impossible. When my brother got married, you made them a suit of clothes! You are a rich man, and you want to send me away with just a silk scarf?"

Yu Moli is a little tiger girl, she is not afraid of anything, and now that she has a partner, the hazy affection for Du Weiguo is gone, and she speaks without any taboos.

"That's right, Mr. Du, don't be so picky."

Xiang Bei hastened to chime in, you licking dog will die!As for Du Weiguo giving him a silk scarf face to face, it's nothing at all, it's impossible to think too much about it, they all played together since childhood, Du Weiguo is equivalent to her own brother.

Du Weiguo glanced at Xiang Bei, and said angrily: "Damn, Mr. Xiang, look at your stinky behavior of emphasizing sex and despising friends. Come, go change your clothes with me."

"How is Yang Caiyu in your family? I heard from my mother that you asked for two months' leave?"

At the entrance of the shopping mall, Du Weiguo and Xiangbei smoked a cigarette and chatted for a while.

Du Weiguo let out a puff of smoke, and said depressingly: "Damn, don't mention it, Caiyu's arms and legs were broken in many places, and two ribs were broken, and he almost died."

Xiang Bei was taken aback: "I'll wipe it, is it so serious?"

Du Weiguo nodded with a serious face: "That's not true, what do you think? I live in the hospital every day now, and I am taking care of it sooner or later."

"That night Jasmine and I went to see her?"

Du Weiguo shook his head: "Pull it! She is inconvenient now and doesn't want to see anyone. Wait until she is discharged from the hospital."

Xiang Bei nodded: "That's fine, you can say hello if you have something to do, by the way, Wei Guo, the old deaf lady in your hospital was cleaned up by our office recently, do you know?"

Du Weiguo was stunned for a moment: "Huh? I don't know, but I probably know what the cause is, and it has something to do with me."

"What's the matter?"

So Du Weiguo recited the ins and outs and Xiangbei, and walked to the tailor shop that Li Mengmeng mentioned was a public-private partnership.

After listening to Du Weiguo's narration, Xiang Bei became a little excited, his face flushed red:

"Damn it, is this really bad for her? How dare you threaten her? Hehe, since she has bullied our brothers, she should stop thinking about it. What do you think of me~ "

Du Weiguo patted him on the shoulder, interrupting his next words: "North, wait for me first."

Du Weiguo and the master craftsman of the tailor shop finished the matter of changing the skirt in a few words, urgently, the manual fee plus a few buttons totaled 1 yuan and 2 cents. This price must be expensive, but Du Weiguo also Too lazy to ink with him.

At the door of the tailor's shop, Du Weiguo put his arm around Xiang Bei's shoulder and said: "

"Northern, please don't meddle in this matter. Porcelain doesn't compete with tiles. I have to end up with this. Don't get involved in muddy water. She is a widowed old lady in her 80s, She can't be beaten or scolded, and if it doesn't make sense for our brothers to fight her together with great fanfare, she doesn't deserve it at all, and she just needs to be honest and stay."

Xiang Bei scolded angrily: "Damn, isn't she relying on the old to sell the old!"

Du Weiguo said with a smile: "Hehe, that's what it is! People become mature when they grow old! Big rats can become mature when they live to be 80 years old, let alone human beings?"

Xiang Bei was amused by him and laughed heartily: "Hahaha, Du Weiguo, you're going to lose! The old lady is an old rat."

The two brothers chatted happily for a while, and then the skirt was changed. Although the old master had a little bit more expensive price, the craftsmanship was really good, and the work was done quickly and well.

After bidding farewell to Xiangbei, Du Weiguo took the car and returned to the hospital.

 Sorry for the late update today!

  I was sick and suffered from diarrhea all night. I wanted to ask for leave today, but I am a newcomer, there is no magic tool like a leave note, and I don’t have the money to ask for leave.

  
 
(End of this chapter)

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