The lady will have plastic surgery, husband don't come here!

Chapter 150

Time is like a butcher's knife. It breaks down the body and loses the sentiment, leaving only a broken chrysanthemum swaying in the wind!
"The little girl can really talk, come in quickly, it's cold outside. It's almost the Double Ninth Festival, the frost is heavy and the dew is heavy, the house is warmer!"

The old man opened the door of the whole shop as he spoke, and let Sister Lin enter the shop.

Everything is still the same as before, with all kinds of messy wood and sawdust piled up here and there.

Large finished pieces of furniture were tossed aside, unfinished or half-built pieces were still on the workbench.

Sister Lin's eyes were a little sore.

This is the place she and Wenren Yinghua frequented when they were young.

At that time, Wenren Yinghua aspired to be a small carpenter, and came every day to beg for a teacher.

She stayed with him and watched the old carpenter work for a whole morning or afternoon, until the old carpenter drove them away.

Grown up and came here once before getting married.

This difference is 16 years.

"Little girl, you have been thinking about it for a long time. What kind of furniture do you want to buy? The old man is not in good health now, and his work is too slow. This business will slow down. If you are in a hurry, go to another carpenter's shop ahead. If you are not in a hurry , my old man can call you slowly."

Sister Lin withdrew her thoughts, and immediately took out the drawings and handed them to the old carpenter.

"The thing to be built is on the blueprint, you can see how long it takes to finish it!"

The old carpenter looked at Sister Lin in surprise, maybe it was the first time someone provided the blueprint by himself!
After receiving the drawing, the old carpenter squinted his eyes and looked down.

At this time, a person walked in from the door, and since Sister Lin had her back to him, he let him glance over at that familiar yet unfamiliar figure, and his eyes narrowed.

Like, it's too much like it!An Qinghe's back suddenly popped up in his mind, almost exactly the same as the back of the person in front of him!
She, still alive?

Wenren Ying Hua looked at Sister Lin thoughtfully.

Feeling a gaze cast on her, it was impossible for Sister Lin to ignore it.

She turned her head, and met Ying Hua's probing eyes.

He felt that her eyes were very familiar, but why did her half-covered face give him the feeling of a stranger?
"Qing He?"

Ying Hua murmured softly.

Sister Lin's heart was already turbulent. She didn't expect to meet Wenren Yinghua here. After getting married, does he still come here often?
Not to mention that he recognized her immediately.

Although still uncertain.

"Uncle, you've got the wrong person!"

Sister Lin raised her eyebrows, she was completely possessed by Xiao Shiqi, and even her tone of voice was so similar to Xiao Shiqi.

"You, aren't you her?"

As soon as Sister Lin opened her mouth, her changed voice was clear and pleasant, completely different from An Qinghe's previous voice, and Ying Hua immediately denied her identity.

"This uncle, what are you talking about? What is she, who is she?"

Sister Lin asked intentionally.

Shaking his head, Wenren Yinghua ignored Sister Lin, but walked towards the old carpenter who was still looking down at the blueprint.

"Master, I'm here to help today! If you need anything, please tell me!"

Wenren Yinghua walked up to the old carpenter and said to him.

"It's Boy Hua!"

The old carpenter said without even raising his head.

"What is the master holding that you look at so seriously?"

As Ying Hua said, he lowered his head and took a look.

"Huh? Who drew this? What kind of bed is this?"

Wenren Yinghua was amazed by the operating bed drawn by Xiao Shiqi and the line diagrams marked.

"That little girl just brought it over. It's very interesting! The old man took the order, and everyone else stopped working!"

The old carpenter felt that it was the first time he encountered something that challenged his limits. He wanted to let go of everything and devote all his energy to this thing.

"I'll come over to help these days! I'm also very interested in this thing!"

Wen Ren Yinghua refused the old carpenter's consent, so he walked to the workbench, rolled up his sleeves, and prepared to take away the things on the stage.

"Wait, boy Hua!"

When the old carpenter heard that Ying Hua had stopped, he smiled and said to Sister Lin, "Old man, I still need to study for some time before I can do it. If I want to finish the work, it will take fifteen days at most. You see How about it?"

As he spoke, he was still a little nervous. He was worried that Sister Lin thought it was too long, so she would go to another shop. He could tell at a glance that this thing was different, and he was very impressed by the unprecedented items drawn on it. interest.

"Okay, let's make this decision! This is a deposit of ten taels of silver, and I will come to pick up the goods today after fifteen days!"

Sister Lin readily agreed.

"It's so good, so good!"

The old carpenter took the deposit, and his face was shaking with a smile.

Watching Sister Lin leave, the old carpenter turned his head to look at Wenren Ying Hua.

"Boy Hua, why did this girl look like a little lotus just now?"

After speaking, he shook his head again.

He said to himself: "If it's really a little lotus, how can Boy Hua not recognize it?"

"An Qinghe is dead! There is no way she will appear again!"

Wen Ren Ying Hua said indifferently.

"What? Dead?"

The old carpenter was taken aback.

Although Wenren Yinghua called him master in name, the two of them had no relationship between master and apprentice. For more than 20 years, he was not very clear about Wenren Yinghua's family background.

He didn't tell, and he never asked.

It's just that seeing Sister Lin today reminded him of the lotus that last appeared in his shop 16 years ago.

"Aren't you married? How could you die?"

It's no wonder that all these years, Wenren Yinghua came to his shop by himself, and little lotus never appeared again.

"Being sick and dying, there is nothing to say."

Wenren Yinghua didn't want to mention An Qinghe anymore, and always felt that whenever she was mentioned, her heart was full of guilt.

Seeing Ying Hua like this, the old carpenter kept silent and concentrated on studying the blueprint in his hand.

Wenren Yinghua lowered his eyes, put down his rolled up sleeves, and walked to the old carpenter with his hands behind his back.

"Master, this disciple has something else to do, let's go first! Come back tomorrow to study this object with you!"

"let's go!"

The old carpenter waved his hands again and again, as if impatient.

Wenren Yinghua turned around and left, untied the horse rope under the old tree on the side of the shop, got on the horse and went back.

He is really not in the mood to do what he is interested in today!The main reason is that the woman whose back looks exactly like An Qinghe disturbed his heart.

Over the years, he almost remembered her appearance, but the woman who appeared today suddenly reminded him of the scenes when they were together!

Since when did she change?

He can't remember clearly!

It turned out that with Du Xiaolian by his side, he only regarded her as dead.

Now that she is dead, yet his mind is filled with the shadow of her past.

(End of this chapter)