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Chapter 1203 Be My Girlfriend

Han Yi had already stepped forward, and reached out to touch her head: "Let's go have breakfast first. After eating, Xiaoyu will take us to find someone to dye cloth, and then we'll have fun."

"Well," Xia Zimo's eyes were full of anticipation.

After breakfast, Xiaoyu took them to a family's house by the river.

Han Yi pulled Xia Zimo and told her to go upstairs in front of him.

The first floor of this kind of stilted building is usually a kitchen or a place for raising livestock, and the bedrooms are basically on the second floor or above.

They followed Xiaoyu up to the second floor with Han Yi.

Xiaoyu can't speak the local dialect, but fortunately, people here can also speak Mandarin, but it's not standard and understandable.

The people here are very simple, and they greet them kindly, please sit down and pour tea.

Xia Zimo saw that outside the attic, there were several pieces of dyed cloth hanging to dry in the wind.

Han Yi lifted up the fruit in his hand, and then Xiaoyu told the family about his intention, asking them to help dye a piece of cloth and pay them a certain fee.

The old man probably understood what Xiao Yu said, and he was very happy, so he went inside and called his son out.

The old man is about 70 years old, with a gray beard, and his son is almost [-] years old, and he is very tall. He has been guarding the village with his old father.

Xiaoyu said that the old man dyed the cloth very well and was well-known in this area. Many families asked the old man to help dye some good cloth when their daughters got married.

The mandarin of the old man's son is much more standard.

Xia Zimo took out the cloth Xuanxuan bought from her bag, and asked the old man's son if this kind of cloth was dyed by their people.

The old man's son said yes, it is indeed a kind of cloth that people here often dye, but it is much worse than the authentic Dong cloth.

As Han Shao said, the reason why this kind of cloth has a dreamy glow under the lamp is because a layer of egg white was added during dyeing.

Xia Zimo was very happy when she heard that, she and Han Yi took out the white fabric and ice blue color samples they brought, and asked if they could dye this ice blue color, and then added eggs Clear, there must be the feeling under the light
The old man's son translated it to his old father in their local dialect.

The father and son took the color samples and cloth given by Han Shao and studied them.

Then reply to Han Yi, what the old man means is yes, but the color may not be so accurate, it may be darker or lighter, it can’t be 100% the same, it can only be 90.00% similar, they try to dye it as close as possible, as for the kind they said They can't guarantee the feeling under the light and the degree of luminosity. They can only add an extra layer of egg white like the cloth in Xia Zimo's hand, and the dyeing method is correct, but they don't know if they will feel that way, after all The fabric is different and the color is different, so the effect may be different.

This Xia Zimo and Han Yi both understand that the dyeing method may be the same, but because of the difference in fabric and color, the effect will be much worse, so we can only try as much as possible.

Fortunately, Han Yi came over with a bag of white gray cloth, and asked the old man to pull a small piece to dye it first, and after it was dyed, let them confirm it, and then dyed a larger piece.

After agreeing so happily, Han Yi also gave a deposit of several hundred yuan.

When they went out, the old man's son even sent them downstairs.

After coming down, Xia Zimo was very happy because he could go to play.

Start laughing as soon as you come out.

"Silly girl," Han Shao patted her head.

Xia Zimo has already looked up and looked around, to see where to go first.

I still listen to the tour guide Xiaoyu.

Xiaoyu took them to a nearby drum tower.

The weather was good and the sun was shining warmly. Because she knew she was going to play today, Xia Zimo specially changed into a light jacket, and her lower body was still jeans. She felt youthful and energetic. She carried a bag and looked around, as happy as a little girl. like a lark

Han Yi's smiling eyes flicked past her from time to time.

Handsome Han is also wearing a light denim outfit, a dark blue denim jacket, jeans, and white sneakers. The sun is shining brightly. No matter how you look at it, how handsome you are.

The guy Xuanxuan called Handsome Han was really not wrong at all.

In fact, in a certain way, Xia Zimo and Han Shao are really a better match.

But some fate, missed, is wrong.

The Drum Tower of the Dong Village: very simple and generous, with eleven double eaves and a pagoda-style octagonal spire.

The eaves of the drum towers overlap, layer by layer, in a string, constantly attracting people's attention.

Xia Zimo stood under the drum tower, spread his hands happily and laughed.

Han Yi held up his mobile phone: "Xiao Xia, stand still, I'll take a photo for you."

Xia Zimo opened her hands and asked Han Shao to take a picture of her.

After Han Shao finished taking pictures, he gave Xiaoyu his phone and asked Xiaoyu to take a picture of the two of them.

Xiaoyu gestured with her mobile phone and shouted at them, "Stay closer, come closer."

Han Yi looked at Xiao Xia who was looking at her with a smile, and simply put his hands on her shoulders.

Xia Zimo thought it was a little bad, but when she saw that Xiaoyu was going to take a picture, she still showed a sweet smile.

In front of the building, there is a cobblestone-studded Geping, and on the opposite side of the building is a stage. The Drum Tower is a place for the whole village to meet and discuss, and it is also a place for cultural and entertainment activities such as major festivals, singing parties, and performances in the village.

People in the village usually enjoy the cool, chat and rest here. At night, young people talk, play sheng and sing downstairs.

Such a life must be beautiful to think about.

Going up to the Drum Tower, there are carved beams and painted buildings inside, which are dizzying to see.

Going up to the highest point, you can see the terraced fields cultivated by the locals in the distance. Xiaoyu said that in spring, when the rape blossoms are in full bloom, it is as beautiful as poetry and picturesque.

Xia Zimo breathed in the high air to her heart's content, she could already imagine what kind of beauty it was.

I have been playing in the Dong village all afternoon, I am in a good mood, and I don’t feel tired.

At around three o'clock in the afternoon, the old man's son called to say that the sample had been dyed and asked them to come and have a look.

Because Han Yi had specifically confessed that this piece of cloth was urgently needed, and the old man had to hurry up, but he didn't expect it to be finished so soon.

Xia Zimo's feet hurt a little from walking, and Young Master Han joked again: "Xiao Xia, do you want me to carry you on your back?"

Xia Zimo smiled shyly: "No, no, I'm fine."

Xiaoyu asked, "Are you guys and girls in a relationship?"

Xia Zimo quickly replied: "No, he is my boss, and I am his employee."

Han Shao raised a smile, the sun fell on him, without a trace of mottled shadow, clean and picturesque, he said: "Xiao Xia, why don't you be my girlfriend."

"Ah?" Xia Zimo was startled, and then laughed, "Don't be kidding, Young Master Han, I can't afford to climb high."

Han Yi's smile remained undiminished, looking at her beautiful face, his expression seemed to be joking, but also serious: "I'm serious, if you are my girlfriend, I will definitely treat you well."

"Haha," Xia Zimo smiled, raised her head and drank her saliva: "If you tell Xuanxuan, Xuanxuan will die laughing in her dreams."

Han Yi's smile darkened a little, Xia Zimo had already walked forward and started trotting.

She was looking forward to that cloth.

(End of this chapter)