"Forget it, winter is almost over."

Li Wenxiu said: "Your scarf is too ugly! Don't take it, it's embarrassing to take it out."

Wang Lin said speechlessly: "Don't you just keep the cold? Just keep warm, don't you care whether it looks good or not!"

"Then I'll knit a good one for you tomorrow, it won't take much time."

"For the New Year, what scarf should I knit! I don't need to knit it, it's good to use it if I make do with it."

"Are you really angry?"

"No, I don't need to do it. I am a practical person and don't pay attention to vain."

"But this scarf is really ugly! People who don't know think it was knitted for you, and your wife is incompetent and can't knit a fur job! Don't bring it! It's so ugly!"

Wang Lin said: "I like it!"

He was too lazy to take a shower, so he entered the bedroom, wore a scarf, and looked at the dressing mirror. It felt okay. The scarf was gray and showed his temperament. It was a bit rough in handmade, but it also had a rough beauty, and it also had a macho roughness.

Wang Lin took off the scarf, folded it, and placed it on the bedside table. Thinking of Zhou Zhu, he was a little confused for a moment.

The door rang.

Wang Lin closed his eyes.

Li Wenxiu came in and lay down and said, "Wang Lin?"

"Hmm?" Wang Lin responded casually.

Li Wenxiu said: "I heard that the factory is going to raise funds to build a house?"

"Who did you hear? Why didn't I know?" Wang Lin said, "I am still the deputy factory director!"

"Tonight, the people in our workshop came to play, and I heard what they said." Li Wenxiu said, "You really don't know?"

Wang Lin said: "I have been outside these days. Have you decided on it these days?"

"Maybe it is? If we want to raise funds to build a house, can we get an extra house?"

"I want one more room?"

"Is that OK?" Li Wenxiu smiled, "Let's prepare the next set for my son!"

"You think so far!" Wang Lin laughed, "Who will live in such a house in our son's generation? Don't worry. This is raising funds to build a house, which is equivalent to paying for the house yourself, and we want to buy a better house."

"Although it's a fundraising, it's still cheap." Li Wenxiu said, "We have money now, so we buy the house first. Who knows how the world changes in the future?"

Wang Lin smiled and said, "There are many types of fundraising housing, which can be personally wholly owned. If you want more apartments, it is easy."

Li Wenxiu said: "Anyway, you can have a snack and get an extra house. This is a house built by raising funds. We have to pay for it, so it may not be impossible. I guess that the factory will not be able to pay too much for raising funds. Maybe the factory wants us to spend a few more houses!"

Wang Lin said: "Even if it is a fundraising housing, the funds are jointly borne by the government, unit and individual, and there is a quota. Unless we purchase it ourselves, we own a wholly own."

Li Wenxiu said: "One-owned is wholly owned. We are not without money. We do not take advantage of the government and the unit."

"Okay, I'll do it! Let's talk about it after the New Year. It's getting late, go to bed!" Wang Lin was actually thinking about a fundraising house, but he didn't expect that Li Wenxiu and him would come together.

The next day, Wang Lin and Zhou Jun's family made an appointment to buy clothes again.

Li Wenxiu's belly is bigger than Wang Lin. She walked away for a day yesterday and was a little tired. She said she would not go shopping today and would have to rest at home. Anyway, she is a pregnant woman with a big belly and doesn't need to buy any good-looking clothes.

Everyone said that they went to Xiuzhilin, so they came to Xiuzhilin store.

Li Wenjuan took everyone to choose clothes and try out clothes.

Xiuzhilin's business has been very popular these days, and the store is full of customers.

Wang Lin and Zhou Jun were chatting next to him, and the two naturally talked about the Shenfang Factory's fundraising for building a house.

"Your unit hasn't done it yet?" Wang Lin asked, "You are the Construction Committee and should take the lead in doing it."

Zhou Jun said: "It's not clear yet. Even if we want to raise funds to build a house, we personally have to pay. The property rights are related to the ratio of investment."

Wang Lin said: "Since that's the case, then buy it with all your own property rights. The property rights are still yours, and it will be easy to buy and sell in the future."

Zhou Jun said: "If Shenfang Factory wants to raise funds to build a house, then I will buy one here first, buy a large one. Your sister has a disagreement now, saying that her home is like a musical instrument store, and my sister's musical instruments are occupied everywhere."

Wang Lin said: "Just buy Zhou Zhu a separate fundraising house."

"She is a woman and is not married, so why do you want a suite alone?" Zhou Jun smiled, "It's like you don't have to spend money!"

Wang Lin smiled: "Business-raising housing cannot cost much. For large units like ours, the supporting facilities of fund-raising housing are good, and the supply of water, electricity and gas is sufficient. It can be built into a garden-like community, no worse than those commercial housing! And this is also a kind of welfare housing. Units do not make money and have to pay a portion of the money!"

Zhou Jun said: "Well, that's right. Let's talk about it!"

Zhou Zhou came out of the fitting room, walked up to them, and smiled and said, "Look, is this set of clothes on me good?"

Wang Lin looked at it for a few seconds and said, "You have a good attitude towards choosing clothes and a high-end aesthetic."

Zhou Jun said: "It looks very slim, buy it!"

Zhou Zhou gave her brother a blank look: "Looking thin? Do you mean, I'm very fat?"

Zhou Jun said hee: "Is this also angry?"

Zhou Zhu said: "This girl is born with beauty. You actually say I look thin? Humph! I am thin at first!"

Wang Lin had known for a long time that Zhou Jun was a straight man and was not very good at pleasing women, so he couldn't help but laugh.

Zhou Zhu said: "If it's OK, I won't change it, I'll buy this set. Wang Lin, come here and help me cut the tag. I'll pay the bill."

She said, while turning out the tags from her clothes.

Wang Lin took a pair of scissors and helped cut off the tag.

He saw scars on her fingertips and asked, "Why are you hurting your hand? Are you playing the piano?"

"How can playing the piano hurt your fingertips?" Zhou Zhu said, "I don't know how to knit wool work. When knitting a scarf for you, I was pricked by needles. This was pricked by a garment needle! It was difficult for me to knit that scarf, and my fingers were tickled! I was so scared that I never dared to knit wool work anymore. It seems that I have a specialty in my profession, but I don't bully this! I am a piano player, but I can't learn how to knit wool work! My sister-in-law can't play the piano at all, but she knits so well."

Wang Lin held her hand, looked at the wound on his fingertips, and said with heartache: "Don't knit it again in the future. Wouldn't my scarf be stained with your blood?"
Chapter completed!