In the evening, Fuwang drove Shen Qingqing back to Yanghua Village in a carriage.
Dabao, Sanbao and Dazhuang were playing slingshots in front of the house, He was cooking in the kitchen, Meng Yuan and Sibao were sitting on the small table in front of the porch drawing, and Erbao was still missing as before.
Shen Qingqing walked into the yard and shouted happily: "I'm back!"
When Meng Qixue heard the sound, she was like a lively bird, flapping its wings and flying towards her, "Mother, you are finally back. Xuebao misses you so much!"
Shen Qingqing bent down and picked her up, pinched her fat face, and said with a smile: "Little clingy girl, didn't we meet this morning?"
"I don't care, I have to think about it anyway." Meng Qixue hugged her neck shamelessly and said softly: "Mother, guess what I am doing today?"
Shen Qingqing meditated, "Selling clothes in town?"
"That's not right." Meng Qixue shook her head, "Ms. Ning is here today. She said that someone would hold a dress contest here in a few days and asked me to prepare new clothes to participate!"
"Clothing contest?"
"It's the same dress contest as the food contest!" Meng Qixue shook her head and said clearly: "Mother Ning said that as long as you participate in the contest, you will get gifts, including delicious food, fun things, and my favorite money."
"The most amazing thing is that the first place can get a thousand taels of silver! Mother Ning also said that the boss who organized the competition has a huge cloth pile at home. If she makes her happy, she will give the cloth pile away."
The more Shen Qingqing listened, the more something was wrong. Isn't this dress contest specially organized by the Qi family to make their daughter happy?
It's both silver and cloth piles, so the purpose is somewhat obvious.
The innocent Meng Qixue didn't realize there was any problem. She leaned on Shen Qingqing's shoulder and laughed: "If I can get the cloth pile, then I will be the big boss. I can earn a lot of money and prepare a lot for my mother."
So much dowry!”
Shen Qingqing glanced at Meng Yuan dumbfounded, "Did you really ask them to prepare a dowry?"
No wonder the four boys are nowhere to be seen during this period. They are all trying to make money.
Shen Qingqing found it funny and a little heart-warming at the same time.
Meng Yuan carefully put away the brush that Meng Qixue had thrown on the table, nodded to her and said, "Well, they don't have much to do anyway, so they should be busy so as not to be clingy."
Clingy...
I'm afraid these words don't mean some little brat acting coquettishly in her arms.
Shen Qingqing laughed and walked to the small table with Meng Qixue in her arms, "Here, let me see if the clothes you designed are good or not."
Meng Qixue jumped down from her arms and showed her the results of her victory excitedly, "Mother, look, this is my newly designed skirt. It has a pink short coat on top and a long skirt with pink edges on the bottom.
Wouldn’t the skirt look good paired with a pair of pink embroidered shoes?”
Shen Qingqing carefully looked at the picture on the paper and commented: "The clothes are beautiful, but not distinctive enough."
"Huh?" Meng Qixue blinked, obviously not understanding what she meant.
Shen Qingqing sat on the bench and explained the reason: "This competition is not only about whose clothes look better, but also a good publicity opportunity."
"Since we mainly sell cheongsam, we naturally have to take this opportunity to launch the most representative clothing in the store."
Meng Qixue nodded thoughtfully, "So we still have to design a cheongsam."
Shen Qingqing chuckled, "That's right, and the model should be selected before designing. The model is the person who shows the clothes you designed to everyone."
"We need to tailor-make clothes that are most suitable for that person based on her appearance and temperament. Only by complementing each other can beauty and beautiful clothes bring out each other's beauty to the fullest."
Meng Qixue seemed to understand, but very cleverly put forward the key information from her words: "What mother means is that we must first choose a beautiful sister, and then design a cheongsam suitable for her, right?"
Shen Qingqing snapped her fingers: "That's absolutely correct."
"So... mother, do you want to be my model?" Meng Qixue raised her little face with a sincere expression.
Shen Qingqing choked, she was digging a hole to bury herself.
"My dear, please spare my mother, she is not suitable for this."
If you ask her to fight in a crowd, she will do it without hesitation, but if she is asked to walk on the stage and show off her clothes in public...it is really a bit incompetent.
Meng Qixue pitifully stated her reason: "But my mother is the prettiest in the family."
"Perhaps I can come?"
Hongying jumped down from the roof and pulled down Meng Qixue's arm in a flattering manner, "I used to be the head of Yihongyuan... I was the number one in a certain compound. I have received professional training in manners. There is absolutely no problem in showing off my clothes!"
"
Meng Qixue asked the most interesting question: "Where is Yihongyuan? Why haven't I heard of it?"
"That's not important. What's important is whether you want to use me or not?"
Hongying winked at her charmingly.
Meng Qixue's little heart skipped a beat because of her charming eyes. She turned around and tugged at the corner of Shen Qingqing's clothes and asked, "Mother, are you really unwilling?"
Shen Qingqing followed suit: "Let your sister Hongying come on and fulfill her wish."
"That's good." Meng Qixue sighed regretfully, dragged the small stool to sit next to Shen Qingqing, held her chin and looked Hongying up and down, "What kind of clothes does mother think Hongying is suitable for?"
"She is very suitable for gorgeous dressing up, heavy makeup and colorful clothes. She is beautiful and impactful enough, but..." Shen Qingqing deliberately put it off, "I think another style would also be beautiful."
Meng Qixue asked eagerly: "What style?"
"That's it." Shen Qingqing's eyes fell on the flower she pushed aside, "Using white and light pink as the main colors, it has a fresh and elegant style."
"Pink clothes." Hongying looked confused, "I have worn clothes of this color before, and my sisters said that when I put them on, I looked like a tacky peach blossom..."
In order to express her mood, she also specially emphasized the word "娨".
Shen Qingqing automatically ignored her opinion and turned her head to ask Meng Qixue: "Xiao Xuebao, what do you think?"
"I think mother is right, we should be brave enough to try."
After receiving a positive answer, Shen Qingqing raised her head and looked at Hongying, "Can there be more trust between humans and ghosts?"
Hongying: "Then...okay."
The main reason is that Shen Qingqing has the right to speak, and she doesn't dare to say no.
While talking, He's voice calling for dinner came from the kitchen.
Shen Qingqing stood up, "Let's not talk about this anymore, let's go eat."
Just as she was about to walk to the kitchen, Meng Yuan stepped forward and held her hand.
The moment his palm was held, a warmth crawled down the back of his hand to his heart. Shen Qingqing exhaled comfortably. After exhaling, her body stiffened. Someone so sharp wouldn't notice anything, right?
Turning his head, Meng Yuan was indeed looking at her with a frown.
Shen Qingqing's heart tightened, and she was considering her tone to say something. The man suddenly raised his hand and rubbed her hair, and said warmly: "Let's go eat first. Are you hungry?"
Shen Qingqing lowered her head with a guilty conscience and whispered: "It seems... I'm a little hungry." This chapter has been completed!