Time Traveling Book: True Daughter Has the Fighting Xixi System

Chapter 91

"Conscience? How come I don't have a conscience? The money I gave you before is not enough for you to raise me?" Yu Xiaoli's voice was sharp, and her mother almost didn't dare to recognize her mean look.

The old man Yu held his old wife's hand, suppressing the disappointment in his heart, "500 yuan, not a penny less, I'll come to pick it up tomorrow, otherwise he will just wait to eat peanuts!"

After saying this, he didn't want to talk to this dizzy daughter anymore, and helped his old wife walk out of the yard slowly, leaving Yu Xiaoli impotent and furious in the yard.

The old couple first went to the hospital and then stayed in a guest house.

"Tomorrow after we get the money, we will go back to the village and pretend that we have never given birth to this daughter." Old man Yu poured a cup of hot water and took out two cold steamed buns from the bag. This was the old couple's dinner.

Yu Xiaoli's mother wanted to say something, but when she saw her husband's face, she swallowed her words and waited until tomorrow to see the situation before talking.

That night Zhang Meixiang heard that Yu Xiaoli's family wanted a bride price of 500 yuan, so she was about to kick her out of the house immediately.

"You are a broken shoe and you still need 500 yuan? Why don't you go to heaven?"

Yu Xiaoli also felt aggrieved. She couldn't figure out why her father, who was originally honest and honest, could be so unreasonable.

"My father said, if he doesn't give it, he will sue Aihua for being a hooligan..." She whispered, holding the corner of her clothes and not daring to look up.

Zhang Meixiang pointed at her and scolded, "Okay! So your family is waiting here! I said, why do you insist on licking this face to come to our house? It's because I saw my Aihua's conditions are good. Let's play fairy dance!"

Chen Aihua's complexion is not good, the business of the garment factory has not been completed yet, and his superiors will not give approval. These days, he has been inviting people to dinner everywhere, and has already spent a lot of money. Now Yu Xiaoli's house pops up He wanted 500 yuan, and if he didn't give it, he would be sued for being a hooligan. How could he be willing to give the money?

Yu Xiaoli cried anxiously, "No, no, I really like Aihua...not Immortal Dance..."

She took Chen Aihua's arm, mournfully, "Aihua, you must believe me."

Chen Aihua closed his eyes and exhaled a long breath, "I'll get a sewing machine back tomorrow, so you can make clothes at home first."

He thought for a while, and he really didn't dare to hold back on the 500 yuan. After all, he and Xu Xiangxiang had not divorced yet, and it was settled by Yu's family.

"I'll give you the money tomorrow and I won't have dinner at home. I have to talk about the factory."

He didn't want to deal with those two country bumpkins from the Yu family, what if he was blackmailed again?

But Yu Xiaoli still had to start making clothes, the weather would start to heat up soon, and there should be some spring clothes in the grocery store.

Yu Xiaoli nodded gratefully, "Thank you, Aihua, I will definitely not let you down."

Zhang Meixiang rolled her eyes and turned back to her room.

At night, she slept with her two children, and the commotion next door tossed most of the night until dawn.

"You'd better keep your stomach up, otherwise I'll kick you out sooner or later." Zhang Meixiang sneered coldly, closed her eyes and fell asleep.

The old couple came to the yard before lunch the next day. Yu Xiaoli handed over the 500 yuan given by Chen Aihua with a sullen face, "Aihua said, this 500 yuan is equivalent to your pension money. I will not go back in the future." .”

The old man Yu took the money, counted it and stuffed it into the pocket of his underwear, "It's up to you, love will never come back!"

Yu Xiaoli's mother kept her eyes lowered, and her body exuded a strong smell of medicine.

Yu Xiaoli raised her hand and fanned in front of her nose, and shouted in a shrill voice, "Let's go! Don't pollute my house with this sour smell of poverty!"

When the old man was about to have an attack, his mother grabbed him and said, "Let's go, old man, let's go home."

From now on, I will pretend that I have never given birth to this white-eyed wolf.

That afternoon, the old couple got on the train home, and Qiqi fell ill as soon as they got home. Er Gouzi, who ate hundreds of meals in the village, came to take care of them after hearing about it.

Chen Aihua got back a second-hand sewing machine and a lot of fashionable fabrics, and asked Yu Xiaoli to make clothes while taking care of her children at home.

Yu Xiaoli was full of energy and determined to let Chen Aihua see her value.

As a result, after a whole afternoon of tossing, I didn't make a single piece of clothing.

She didn't know how to cut or make a pattern at all. She used to watch Aunt Wang and Wang Jincai do it. She thought it was very simple, but she didn't expect to find out how difficult it was when she actually got started.

Chen Aihua had confidence in her, so he continued to make connections as usual. Little did he know that the Qi family had already said hello. He ran into obstacles at every turn and could only send a telegram to his partner in Shanghai.

Yu Xiaoli took out the red floral skirt she bought before leaving the workshop.

She likes this dress very much. It was originally intended to be worn when she married Chen Aihua, but now she can only take it apart first.

Looking at the disassembled skirt, she finally made one before dark, but she didn't think it was as good-looking as the red floral skirt. It might be the color of the fabric, or it might be her tailoring skills, but she also I am very happy, I feel that I have finally lived up to Chen Aihua's trust.

Because of the dress, Yu Xiaoli didn't have time to make dinner and Chen Aihua didn't say much, and went to a small restaurant outside to pack the food and came back.

After that, Yu Xiaoli was making this dress for a while, and Zhang Meixiang was forced to take over the job of taking the children to cook.

The temperature gradually picked up, and it was another weekend. Jiang Yuan was shopping on the recliner in the yard trying to choose new spring clothes for Xixi. Xia Weiwei ran in like a wind, "Something happened, something happened!"

Jiang Yuan sat up suddenly, "What's wrong?"

Xia Weiwei grabbed the water on the small table next to her and took a big gulp, then took out a navy blue floral skirt from her bag and shook it out.

"This is a popular skirt over there now, look at this style."

Jiang Yuan knew what was going on at a glance, "Which family?"

Xia Weiwei sat down on the recliner and pushed Jiang Yuan aside.

"Chen Aihua." She said with a fierce "poof", "It was that Yu Xiaoli who did it! What a fucking conspiracy!"

The skirts made by Yu Xiaoli were hung in the shop by Chen Aihua and quickly sold, and the factory couldn't be made for a while, so he followed Jiang Yuan's example and set up a small workshop in the yard, and hired a few people to make them. The dress was made by a dressmaker.

He sold it cheaply, and the skirt became popular in no time.

Jiang Yuan had already expected it, and she wasn't angry at all. "We didn't plan to sell that model in the first place. Come on, follow me to see the new model."

Just in case, she didn't make that style of dress since she learned that Yu Xiaoli had bought a new skirt when she left. Now the workshop is busy day and night with other new styles.

"By the way, I'm going to open a clothing store." Jiang Yuan blinked at Xia Weiwei, who was stunned by the new model.

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