Chapter 22 State-run Hotel
After tidying up briefly, the three of them went to a state-run restaurant for lunch.

Seeing that the three were dressed in rustic clothes, the waiter was not enthusiastic. He threw the menu on the table and stood silently waiting for them to order.

Startled, Yang Liu looked up at the waiter, but the woman actually rolled her eyes.

Yang Liu was so angry that she was about to leave, only to see that the two men were happily studying the recipes together.

Forget it, don't be angry, there's no need to be angry with a woman who will soon be laid off, Yang Liu turned her head to the outside, seeing nothing.

Now there are almost no private restaurants, mostly snack food stalls.However, it won't be long before private restaurants will spring up like mushrooms after a rain, and state-run restaurants without service awareness will have a hard time.

Fortunately, the chef's skills are very good, and the portions are very generous, so the whole family eats happily.

In the afternoon, Yang Liu and Lin Zhiyu bought pastries and a box of tea. After dinner, they went to Teacher Fang's house with clothes and gifts.

Teacher Fang and Teacher Xu had just finished their meal, when they saw them coming in, they asked if they had eaten, and they hurriedly replied that they had eaten.

After exchanging pleasantries, Teacher Xu immediately opened the bag and took out the clothes.

I was stunned when I saw this.

Teacher Xu blushed slightly: "Oh, such a beautiful skirt is not suitable for me, it is better for young people like Yang Liu."

Teacher Fang had already tried on the clothes, and felt that they fit well, so he took them off and put them aside.

Seeing his wife staring at the clothes with glowing eyes and saying insincere words, he laughed and said, "Go and try it, your skin is fair, and the color of your clothes is suitable."

Teacher Xu rolled her eyes at Teacher Fang, turned around and went in to try on clothes. You can see how happy she is from the light steps.

After she changed her clothes, she called Yang Liu in the house.

She stood in front of the full-length mirror, looking at herself in the mirror, her eyes were red.

"What's wrong? It's inappropriate? It's okay, I can change it." Yang Liu was startled, and hurried forward to ask.

"No, I like it very much, and it fits well. Xiao Yang, thank you, I really like it so much."

Ah, so much that I want to cry?Not so.

Teacher Xu pulled Yang Liu to sit beside the bed, and sighed, "My mother is a young lady. When I was young, I always saw her wearing embroidered cheongsams. She was very beautiful. But, you know, we hardly had the chance to wear these beautiful things later on. I never thought I could wear such a beautiful dress in my life."

Yang Liu understood, it turned out that seeing things and thinking about others.

The next day, the husband and wife went to buy a briquette stove and pots and bowls.The supply and marketing cooperatives have them all, and they bought them all at once, and hired a tricycle to take them all back.

Lin Zhiyu rode the bicycle that his wife insisted on letting them ride back last night, and took the willows to face the wind of the Tuojiang River.

Yang Liu closed her eyes and put her side face on Lin Zhiyu's thin back, feeling his body temperature, she felt a kind of romantic tenderness.

Perhaps, it's not that there is no romance and sweetness in life, it's just that I choose to turn a blind eye.

When they got home, they gave an extra yuan, and the delivery man helped move the things to the door. The couple moved a lot of things back bit by bit, and bought a long table. The hut immediately seemed very crowded.

Starting from Monday, Lin Zhiyu will start a one-week teacher training, and after the training, he will lead the students.

Now Yang Liu can safely enter the space.

She took out a lot of leftover fabrics and made four hundred headbands. Although the things were simple, they looked very beautiful.

Clothes made of new fabrics are too eye-catching, but it is not afraid to make small flowers.

Then she wholesaled the hair flowers to the young man named Zhong Zhipeng for a dime each, and then went to buy vegetables and went home.

If she set up a stall and sold it by herself, she could sell it for at least fifteen cents, but she didn't want to waste time.

(End of this chapter)

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