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Chapter 123: Goodbye Yi Chengwen

Since they met Dong Zhi by chance last time, Qin Mo and Yi Yao both had a good impression of Dong Zhi. Qin Mo, who used to go to the 4S shop for everything, was also used to going to Dong Zhi's place. This car wash was no exception.

After driving to the entrance of the 4S store, Yi Yao turned to Dong Zhi's auto repair shop.

Although it was just a simple car wash, Dong Zhi did not let anyone else intervene and personally cleaned Qin Mo's car inside and out.

This time Qin Mo asked for money again, but Dong Zhi refused to accept it even if he died.

"You have introduced so many customers to me. It would be inappropriate for me to charge you any more. Just treat it as our membership benefit. Our store is small, but you are pointing to a big customer like you to help us attract people."

Dong Zhi has always been the stupidest person, but after running an auto repair shop for a while and coming into contact with more people, Dong Zhi's speech became much more natural.

Qin Mo didn't hesitate. He didn't want to hurt Dong Zhi's face, so he didn't insist on giving money.

It was almost noon after washing the car, and Dong Zhi insisted on leaving Qin Mo and the others to finish lunch before leaving.

Not wanting to embarrass Qin Mo too much, Dong Zhi didn't take them to a nearby restaurant, but cooked a few home-cooked dishes in the back kitchen of the auto repair shop.

"Oh, you are very good at cooking. You can make the fried chicken so delicious."

After taking a bite of the food, Qin Mo was surprised by Dong Zhi's cooking skills.

"Most people in small places know how to cook. I'm not a good cook. If my mother were here, you could eat authentic Shandong specialty fried chicken, which tastes amazing."

After the meal, they chatted for a while, and Yi Yao walked around. Although Dong Zhi's auto repair shop was small, it was well-equipped, and the business license and other information were clearly visible.

"Hua Dong Auto Repair Shop, your name is very advantageous, just like Jay Chou."

Looking at the industrial and commercial registration information hanging on the wall, Yi Yao couldn't help but joked.

Dong Zhi chuckled and joked: "My mother's family, Zhou Hua, originally really wanted to be called Jay Chou, but wasn't that because I was afraid of infringement?"

After staying for a while, they saw the guest Qin Mo. They didn't stay long and drove to Heiquan Community.

On the way, Qin Mo, who had eaten a lot, patted his belly: "Don't mention it, Dong Zhi's cooking skills are really good. We will have to come here more often in the future."

Yi Yao rolled his eyes: "You? Come on, if you eat it the way you do, you will become really fat in just a few times. It will be difficult to use you to pull off a beauty trap by then."

After a moment of silence, Yi Yao suddenly frowned and said to Qin Mo: "I always feel that this Dong Zhi looks a bit familiar. I can't remember where I've seen him before."

Qin Mo deliberately frowned and pretended: "Look familiar? I don't even look like Li Xiang."



During this period, Ling Suhua's side has been quite stable. Although she was cheated out of money because of fabrics, she finally got through the most difficult time smoothly because of Yan Jinhua's help. In order to open up the market for traditional Ming Dynasty clothing, Ling Suhua

I traveled to Guangdong several times, and with the help of kind-hearted people, I actually contacted several production crews and provided them with the traditional Ming Dynasty costumes needed for costume dramas.

Ling Suhua's craftsmanship was inherited from her mother Lan Peiying. She even knows more about the traditional costumes of the Ming Dynasty than some experts. The crew saw this and chose to cooperate with Ling Suhua.

With the arrival of the first two batches of clothing, Ling Suhua's clothing quality and style specifications have been well received by the other party, which has also helped Ling Suhua introduce new customers.

On the other side, the problem of handicraft inheritance that Ling Suhua had always been worried about was also solved very well. Several young people from the south came to apprentice and wanted to learn this craft. Although Ling Suhua did not accept apprentices, he still spared no effort to teach what he had learned throughout his life to

These young people.

As the clothing processing went smoothly, Ling Suhua finally had a chance to breathe. Occasionally she would think of Yi Chengwen when she took a break, and suddenly miss the sweet and sour pork he made.

Yan Jinhua mentioned twice that if Ling Suhua had no intention of remarrying, she should find another one while she was still young. Ling Suhua was also very surprised. It seemed that Ling Suhua only realized that she and Yi Chengwen were divorced when others mentioned it.

Without Yi Chengwen, the strong Ling Suhua gradually became uncomfortable.

In the decades between marriage and divorce, Ling Suhua had never entered the kitchen. It wasn't that she couldn't cook, it was just that Yi Chengwen never let her do it. Now divorced, Ling Suhua lives with her mother Lan Peiying

, I don’t know if it was Lan Peiying’s intention. In the past, Lan Peiying would buy and cook the food herself, but since Ling Suhua moved here, Lan Peiying has never intervened in these tasks.

No matter how early in the morning or how anxious she was, Ling Suhua had to prepare breakfast and wait for Lan Peiying to finish it before she could go about her own business. Lan Peiying didn't eat outside, so Ling Suhua had to make breakfast.

Early in the morning, I went into the kitchen, which smelled heavily of oil fumes, to cook.

A woman who didn't even know how much cabbage cost per pound, had to go to the vegetable market every day and bargain with the vegetable vendors. For a moment, Ling Suhua seemed to feel that she had been humiliated, and she felt aggrieved in her heart.

She also gradually tried to understand Yi Chengwen and how he had dealt with the aggrievedness over the years.

In the afternoon, a new batch of fabrics arrived. Because it was an order from a new customer, Ling Suhua took it very seriously and went to the wholesale market to pick up the goods in person.

Opinion When Ling Suhua got on the bus, Xiao Chen, the worker who was originally responsible for inspecting and receiving the goods, seemed very nervous. However, the seating space of the truck was very small, and she and Ling Suhua were very close. It was impossible to notify Yi Chengwen in advance using her mobile phone.

As usual, when the truck arrived at the wholesale market, Yi Chengwen had already changed into work clothes and was checking orders with the driver who was unloading the goods.

In the past, the driver who unloaded the goods waited until Ling Suhua's people arrived before starting to inspect the goods. Later, he became familiar with Yi Chengwen and learned about Yi Chengwen's relationship with the cargo owner, so he simply handed over the goods to Yi Chengwen.

As soon as Ling Suhua got out of the car, she saw a man in work clothes in the distance connecting documents with the unloading driver, and her eyes became wary.

The worker next to him knew something was wrong, so he immediately raised his voice and deliberately called Ling Suhua's name: "Sister Ling, actually you don't need to come. When will I go abroad to inspect the goods?"

Hearing this sound, Yi Chengwen, who was in the distance, seemed to have received a signal, and immediately put on his hat and hid aside.

Who is Ling Suhua? She has lived with Yi Chengwen for so many years. How could she not recognize the other person even after changing her clothes?

Quickly catching up, Ling Suhua quickly caught up with Yi Chengwen. She blocked Yi Chengwen with her body and asked him with a surprised expression: "Yi Chengwen, what are you doing here?"

Yi Chengwen knew he couldn't hide anymore, so he looked at the shops next to him, then at his own outfit, and explained with a smile: "Now that the classes are relaxed, there are not so many classes, and I have nothing to do in my free time.

Just come over and help my friends look at the goods."

"Friends?" Ling Suhua became even more suspicious. She pointed to several shops around and asked, "When did you have friends in the clothing wholesale market?"

The unloading driver was already familiar with Yi Chengwen and generally knew what happened between Yi Chengwen and Ling Suhua. Seeing that Yi Chengwen was about to lose his strength, he stepped forward to help Yi Chengwen smooth things over, saying that he was helping the fabric shop in Xitou.

The store accepted the goods, so he reluctantly put it off.

But when she returned to the truck and saw that half of the goods in the truck had been unloaded and a dozen boxes of fabrics on the ground had been unpacked, Ling Suhua still became suspicious.

The driver hurriedly explained: "This saves time. If you finish inspecting the goods earlier, I can go back earlier. The time saved can make me a lot more money, so I will help you open the box first. Come on, you can inspect the goods first."

The driver handed the delivery receipt to the worker next to him, but Ling Suhua grabbed it first.

Ling Suhua immediately asked Xiao Chen, the inspector next to him: "When did you sign? Why didn't I see it?"

Xiao Chen looked very flustered, but immediately reacted and explained: "Just now, when you and Yi...you were chatting with that person."

The goods were inspected and there were no problems. There were odd-job porters everywhere in the market. Ling Suhua hired a few people to load the goods into the car and left the wholesale market.

After being busy for more than two hours, Ling Suhua's doubts became more and more serious.

Xiao Chen didn't dare to speak the whole way, but Ling Suhua took out the previous delivery order from the car and compared it with the expense list.

Soon, Ling Suhua discovered something was wrong.

"Xiao Chen, are you lying to me?" Ling Suhua's sudden question made Xiao Chen completely panic.

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