When Feng Xiuqin returned home and learned the good news, she was extremely happy.
"The house is settled, you have to settle the marriage with Xiao Zhu earlier!"
Feng Xiuqin was thinking about Zhao Jingzhu's marriage more than a day or two.
"I made an agreement with Xiaohong to go to her house again tonight."
Zhao Jingzhu had an argument with Zhu Xiaohong last night about the purchase of commercial housing.
What the Zhao family didn't know was that Zhu Xiaohong actually secretly paid out 500 yuan.
Zhao Jingzhu originally wanted to tell his family, but Zhu Xiaohong asked him to keep it a secret.
This money was saved by Zhu Xiaohong frugally, and the Zhu family did not know it.
Zhu Xiaohong was worried that if the Zhao family knew about it, they would tell the truth when they meet the Zhu family in the future.
"When you go to someone's house, remember to buy something. Don't be stingy."
Feng Xiuqin warned her while taking out a big ticket and handing it to Zhao Jingzhu.
"Mom, you don't need to give me money, I have money!"
Zhao Jingzhu waved his hand and refused Feng Xiuqin's money.
"Just take it if mom tells you to. You have already spent nearly two thousand yuan to buy a commercial house. How much money do you have left?"
Feng Xiuqin raised her eyebrows and pretended to be angry.
Zhao Jingzhu had no choice but to accept it.
"Dad, Mom, it's getting late, I should go back to the factory."
Zhao Jingzhu only took half a day off, and it was time to go back now.
"Go and be safe!"
Feng Xiuqin warned, and Zhao Jingzhu left.
"Oh! It would be great if the whole family could live together."
Looking at her eldest son's leaving figure, Feng Xiuqin sighed leisurely.
Ever since Zhao Jingzhu started working in a machinery factory, he has hardly slept at home except during holidays for the past five years.
After he and Zhu Xiaohong get married and live in commercial housing, they should come back less frequently.
Thinking of this, Feng Xiuqin felt very uncomfortable.
It would be nice if we could live together.
…
At two o'clock in the afternoon, Zhao Jingmei was about to go out to work, but was stopped by Liu Ye.
"Cousin, wait a minute! Wear sun protection clothing."
On a June day, the sun was extremely strong, and the clothes downstairs had long been dried by the willow leaves.
She stuffed the clothes into Zhao Jingmei's arms.
Zhao Jingmei dusted off her clothes and looked at them curiously.
"This dress... why does it look so strange?"
Looking at the sun protection clothing in her hand, Zhao Jingmei frowned in confusion.
"Try it on."
At Liu Ye's urging, Zhao Jingmei put on sun protection clothing to cover up all her exposed skin.
“This is really good!”
After wearing it, Zhao Jingmei realized the benefits of this strange style of clothing.
From head to face to arms, everything is blocked tightly.
"Yi Zi, you are really amazing!"
Zhao Jingmei once again marveled at Liu Ye.
"Haha, it's nothing."
Liu Ye scratched his head in embarrassment.
"I won't tell you anymore, I should go to work!"
Zhao Jingmei looked at the clock on the wall, picked up her woven bag, and ran away in a hurry.
…
In the afternoon, Liuye went to see Qian Meifeng again, and she asked Qian Meifeng to make another style of bag according to her requirements.
It is a style with a large opening and a narrow bottom, which is very convenient for stuffing things.
Qian Meifeng became more and more proficient at it. In one afternoon, she compiled sixteen of them.
If the wicker hadn't been gone, she could have continued weaving.
Liu Ye paid her sixteen yuan for her wages on the spot, and then returned home with a large pile of knitted bags.
After returning home, I started decorating with rag strips again.
By the time Zhao Jingmei got home from get off work, Liu Ye was already decorating the last bag.
"Oh! Ye Zi, why did you make a new style? It's so beautiful!"
As soon as Zhao Jingmei entered the house, she saw the new style of woven bags, and her eyes were filled with excitement.
"This style is even more beautiful than the one I picked..."
Zhao Jingmei picked up her new bag and looked left and right in front of the mirror.
"Cousin, if you like it, just pick another one!"
"It doesn't work, we still have to sell it for money!"
Zhao Jingmei gave it a try and reluctantly put it down.
"Cousin, if you like it, keep it! You can never make enough money. The most important thing is to be happy."
Zhao Jingmei obviously liked her very much, but reluctantly stayed.
Liu Ye took the last bag she had finished and put it on Zhao Jingmei's wrist.
"Look, how beautiful it is!"
Liu Ye pointed at Zhao Jingmei in the mirror.
"Then...then I'll stay!"
Zhao Jingmei said a little embarrassed.
Women are always unable to resist bags.
Zhao Jingmei's performance made Liu Ye full of confidence.
These more than twenty bags will definitely be sold out tonight.
However, what she didn't expect was that Zhao Jingmei had already found a buyer for these bags without her having to step forward to sell them.
"Yi Zi, let's go to Huating Road tonight. We don't need to bring these bags."
"Why?"
Liu Ye asked puzzledly.
"You don't know! I went to work this afternoon. When my colleagues saw my new bag, they all asked me where I bought it. I told them that you made it, and they all said that they wanted you to make it, so I took it directly.
Go to the factory and sell it to them."
Zhao Jingmei was so happy that she couldn't open her mouth from ear to ear as she spoke.
I sold all the woven bags without setting up a stall.
Zhao Jingmei couldn't even think about the customers who came to her door.
"That's really great."
After learning the news, Liu Ye was also very happy.
This shows that woven bags are very popular among women in the 1980s.
"that is……"
"Just what?"
Zhao Jingmei hesitated, but Liu Ye immediately asked.
"It's just a little less, only more than twenty. I estimate that more than a hundred colleagues have asked me about it today..."
The Third Textile Factory is a large factory with seven to eight hundred female workers.
Zhao Jingmei was carrying her bag in the factory and was stopped by female workers in the factory who kept asking her questions.
If it weren't for work time soon, the people who asked her could have surrounded her.
"Do so many people want it?"
Willow Ye was very surprised.
"Who wouldn't like such a beautiful bag? And it only costs five yuan!"
Compared to a ten-dollar leather bag, a woven bag is much cheaper.
Zhao Jingmei responded naturally.
"It seems I have to find a way to do more..."
There is such a big market for woven bags, and it seems that she can make a lot of money again.
She had to discuss with Qian Meifeng how to increase production.
Liu Ye was thinking when the door was knocked.
It was said that Cao Cao had arrived, but the person who came was actually Qian Meifeng.
"Xiao Liu!"
"Aunt Qian, what's the matter?"
Willow Ye asked with a smile.
"Xiao Liu, I just want to ask you, do you still need help weaving wicker? My sister-in-law can do it too."
Qian Meifeng's words made Liu Ye's eyes light up.
I was really dozing off, so someone handed me a pillow.
She was thinking about how to increase production when Qian Meifeng brought her good news.
"Wow! If there is anything else that others can do, please come and do it together!"