The last time he asked Ling Suhua to borrow money, he was rejected by Ling Suhua. Yi Yao still felt a little emotional.
Seeing that Ling Suhua had something to say to Yi Yao, Qin Mo wisely took the others to a nearby restaurant for dinner, leaving mother and daughter alone space.
Yi Yao never thought that Ling Suhua was here to give her money.
"You can use these 30,000 yuan first. I won't have any more. I can't touch the money on the books. Those are reserved for buying materials and paying wages."
Ling Suhua got straight to the point, which made Yi Yao very uncomfortable.
After taking the money, Yi Yao immediately turned on his face and said with a smile: "Ling Suhua, when did you start taking the gentle route? This is not like your style."
Ling Suhua glared at Yi Yao, but was immediately melted away by Yi Yao's tender bear hug.
"Ling Suhua, thank you."
This was the first time in so many years that Yi Yao said thank you to Ling Suhua. Even a strong woman like Ling Suhua couldn't adapt to it for a while.
"No, your thank you is too valuable, I can't afford it." Ling Suhua also joked.
The mother and daughter chatted for a long time, and Yi Yao finally understood something.
Although Ling Suhua was very cautious, Yi Yao still guessed from her words that Ling Suhua had been quietly paying attention to her during this period, and even Ling Suhua knew everything about their wedding and filming.
In the past, Ling Suhua didn't lend money to Yi Yao because he wanted Yi Yao to know the hardships of starting a business. Now that Yaoqin Studio is facing such a big dilemma and Yi Yao has not fallen down, Ling Suhua's view of Yi Yao has changed. What's more, Yi Yao
She was Ling Suhua's daughter, and she couldn't bear to see her daughter live such a difficult life.
But Ling Suhua didn't really give up on letting Yi Yao go back to the clothing business.
"I didn't give you this money for free. When the money is spent and you haven't figured out the Yaoqin matter, you can just go back and do the clothing business with me."
Hearing that Ling Suhua returned to the old topic, Yi Yao immediately changed his face: "Ling Suhua, are you interesting or not? Are you cursing me?"
Ling Suhua didn't give in: "Who made me your mother?"
Although they did not break up on bad terms this time, and Yi Yao had begun to understand Ling Suhua's deep mother-daughter love hidden under her tough exterior, Ling Suhua's attitude still made Yi Yao feel embarrassed. In the end, she could only lament that the older generation did not care about their children.
His desire for control is really strong.
Ling Suhua secretly paid attention to Yi Yao, and even the 30,000 yuan she gave Yi Yao was obtained by selling the Shu brocade she had collected for many years. But what she didn't know was that when she paid attention to her daughter Yi Yao, someone also secretly paid attention to her to help her.
Hold her.
In the afternoon, Yi Yao went back home. New orders will not arrive at Yaoqin Studio until tomorrow afternoon. A group of people have been busy day and night these days. It is rare for them to have some leisure time. Yi Yao gave several people a day off.
Meng Chen went back to school, Li Xiang also went home to visit Chen Jiamei, Qin Mo went to the Black Circle Community, and only Xing Ziyang and Zhang Bin had nowhere to go and simply stayed at Yaoqin Studio.
In order to facilitate work, Zhang Bin installed two camp beds in the office, which were just enough for him and Xing Ziyang to sleep.
It was only around three o'clock in the afternoon when Yi Yao got home, but Yi Chengwen was not at home. Yi Yao went to the Institute of Archeology to look for Yi Chengwen, but Yi Chengwen was not at school either.
Fortunately, I met Professor Li, Yi Chengwen's colleague, and I realized that Yi Chengwen was unusual during this period.
Yi Chengwen has been a teacher for decades and has never been late. Even if there is no class in the afternoon, Yi Chengwen never goes home early and stays at school to prepare lessons or organize lesson plans. However, during this period, Yi Chengwen frequently arrived late and left early.
Professor Li felt a little abnormal.
"Uncle Li, do you know where Yi Chengwen went?" Yi Yao asked Professor Li.
Professor Li thought for a while and then said: "I really don't know about this. By the way, a teacher said that he met Lao Yi at the wholesale market. Why don't you go there and look for him?"
Professor Li talked about the wholesale market, and Yi Yao immediately realized that this matter was obviously related to Ling Suhua.
After running to the wholesale market for a long time, Yi Yao finally found Yi Chengwen at the door of a cloth merchant in a corner of the market, who was helping to move goods.
Seeing that the car that came to pull the goods was a Wuling Hongguang that was photographed in Beijing, Yi Yao knew that the goods belonged to Ling Suhua.
Seeing Yi Yao's sudden appearance, Yi Chengwen seemed a little embarrassed, and quickly wiped the sweat on his head with his cuffs, but the dust on his body and the blue work clothes had given him away. Although the work clothes were neat, Yi Yao could tell that
Yi Chengwen has been wearing the suit for a long time. Obviously, Yi Chengwen has been here to help during this time.
Seeing the helpless look on Yi Yao's face, Yi Chengwen stopped evading and made some excuses with Yi Yao until he finished the work at hand before going to Yi Yao's side.
"Lao Yi, I used to think you were a person who didn't know how to be romantic, but now I'm really impressed by how romantic you are..."
Yi Yao blurted out, and when he realized that he had used the wrong word, he laughed so hard.
Yi Chengwen just laughs and laughs naively.
"I don't know how to be romantic. I can feel good about helping you wherever I can. Over the past ten years, my father and I have owed your mother a lot. I am doing this just to make myself feel better.
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Yi Yao was still very vigilant. She reminded Yi Chengwen: "If Ling Suhua finds out about this, she won't remember you well. She doesn't like to owe favors the most."
Yi Chengwen obviously knew it, and replied with a smile: "Don't worry, I have made an agreement with the workers. The driver who comes to pull the goods over there is familiar with me and will not tell Ling Suhua."
Yi Chengwen is a university professor. Although he doesn't miss much of his teaching, the time he usually spends on reading and writing papers is used to inspect and move goods. He seems to be a bit unprofessional.
But Yi Yao didn't think it was inappropriate, and she even believed that if Yi Chengwen could figure it out earlier, Yi Chengwen and Ling Suhua might not get divorced.
Since the last fabric problem caused Ling Suhua to lose a lot of money, Yi Chengwen contacted the driver at the clothing processing factory. For a while, Ling Suhua came to pick up and inspect the goods in person, but he couldn't resist the work there.
Ling Suhua was too busy by herself, so she could only leave the inspection to the driver and a familiar worker. Yi Chengwen also knew that person, and knew that Yi Chengwen was helping Ling Suhua for the good, so he did not tell Ling Suhua about the matter.
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From then on, whenever the fabric arrived at the wholesale market, drivers would call Yi Chengwen to help.
When there are a lot of goods in a truck, there are dozens of boxes, each box weighing more than 100 kilograms. Yi Chengwen has to inspect the goods one by one before letting the driver sign the receipt. Although he is tired, Yi Chengwen is obviously in a better mood.
It was much better before.
Yi Yao drove Yi Chengwen to the vegetable market. This time, Yi Yao did not let Yi Chengwen in and let him rest in the car while he went to buy vegetables.
Yi Chengwen couldn't resist his daughter, so he could only agree with a smile.
Just when she arrived at the vegetable market and looked at the dazzling array of dishes, the corners of Yi Yao's eyes suddenly became moist. If it weren't for the spotlights on the ceiling flashing to remind Yi Yao, she would have even squatted down and cried bitterly.
Yi Yao suddenly thought that over the years, Yi Chengwen was so familiar with her and Ling Suhua's tastes. Although Yi Chengwen was dull and didn't know how to adapt, and he always got tired of the mother and daughter, but...
But after all these years, Yi Yao didn't even know what Yi Chengwen's favorite food was.
A huge feeling of guilt came over me, and I couldn't control myself for a while.
Ling Suhua was originally a very strong woman, she was ambitious and wanted to show off. Indeed, Yi Chengwen had not given much help to Ling Suhua's career over the years, but Yi Chengwen had never let Ling Suhua get involved in housework.
An associate professor can keep the house in order, go to the vegetable market every day to bargain with the vegetable vendors, can open locks, open toilets, and change light bulbs... These small and trivial things are indulged in their daily lives, but they never
Not valued by anyone.
Even Yi Yao is like this. She has been doted on by Yi Chengwen since she was a child. Now in her twenties, Yi Chengwen always helps her clean up her own bed after she leaves for work.
She scattered the daily necessities in the bathroom, the clothes scattered all over the bed, the goldfish on the bookshelf, and even the spider plants on the balcony. These little things that she had never paid serious attention to were all organized by Yi Chengwen.
The two goldfish in the bathtub on the bookshelf were bought by the family from the Jade Emperor Summit when they climbed Mount Tai a few years ago. Two or three years later, the goldfish were still there, but Yi Yao had never taken care of them.
If there were thousands of steel needles in his heart, Yi Yao could feel the stinging pain in his heart.
Yi Yao bought a three-yellow chicken, abalone, lobster, and some orchid crabs. At the entrance of the vegetable market, Yi Yao adjusted for a long time before returning to the car as if nothing had happened.
In the evening, Yi Yao insisted on cooking dinner for Yi Chengwen. Yi Chengwen was originally worried that Yi Yao would not cook and hurt himself. It was obvious that Yi Yao pushed himself out of the kitchen and locked the door, so he went to the study room with a smile to prepare lessons.
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Yi Yao found a tutorial on the Internet and found that lobster was easy to cook and could be steamed and mixed with seasonings. However, the three-yellow chicken had to be stir-fried. The sizzling sound of the three-yellow chicken as soon as the oil started to smoke and the water just passed through the water frightened Yi Yao out of his wits.
Although he wanted to run out and ask Yi Chengwen for help, Yi Yao still held back.
After more than two hours of fussing, the kitchen was completely transformed by Yi Yao. Fortunately, the food was finally ready.
Because less water was added to the steamed lobster, green smoke came out of the pot when it was boiled dry, giving the lobster a smoky flavor.
Yi Chengwen joked: "My daughter Yi Chengwen's craftsmanship is extraordinary. Even the steamed lobster tastes amazing."
The three-yellow chicken had too much soy sauce and too much salt, which was a completely dark dish. Even the abalone porridge was difficult to swallow because the sand was not washed.
"Old Yi, how have you lived these past few decades?" Yi Yao suddenly raised his head and looked at Yi Chengwen.