Yu Meiling felt that even though she had studied fashion design, she did not have Lin Chuan's design major.
This made her heart full of surprise and doubt.
He frowned and asked: "Lin Chuan, tell me the truth, when did you learn this?"
I had long known that Yu Meiling would ask this question.
Lin Chuan just said perfunctorily: "I learned from reading books, it's not important. I'll measure your size first, and then I'll see how it turns out!"
After saying that, Lin Chuan picked up the soft ruler, walked around Yu Meiling's body, and began to measure it carefully.
Such close contact with Lin Chuan, especially the inadvertent touching of certain parts, made Yu Meiling's cheeks become rosy.
But Lin Chuan had no other ideas. He quickly measured the dimensions and started cutting the fabric.
Yu Meiling looked at the size and said with some surprise: "Lin Chuan, isn't this the wrong size? Is the waist and hip a bit too thin? And the neckline, isn't it too low?
The key is these trouser legs, they must be tight, how did you measure them?"
Lin Chuan didn't speak at all.
After all, the clothing style of this era is very different from that of fifty years later.
What is popular in this era is loose clothing, such as bell-bottom pants, which are the representative of fashion.
Women's clothes, however, are influenced by traditional concepts and still retain a very strict style.
Clothes after fifty years will display functions in various aspects, but purely from the perspective of fashion, the first thing to display is the body, that is, through various clothing, to show the figure, even identity, etc.
Of course, Lin Chuan’s design is not too advanced. After all, trends must have a process. If it is too advanced, it will be different.
After the fabric was cut, Lin Chuan asked Yu Meiling to start working on it immediately.
He looked at the time. Wanyu should have finished school. He had to go home and take a look, and then brought Qin Mengying to measure her size.
At this moment, Lin Wanyu had already returned home from school.
When she entered the door, she saw Qin Mengying, her eyes swollen from crying, sitting in the yard, feeling sad.
As I got closer, I saw the five fingerprints on Qin Mengying's face.
She then asked coldly and bitterly: "Mom, did he hit you again?"
Qin Mengying's eyes were filled with tears again.
"No, it wasn't your father who shot you. You are hungry. Mom will cook for you. By the way, there are new clothes and shoes bought for you in the house. You can try them on to see if they suit you!"
However, Lin Wanyu said stubbornly: "If he bought it, I wouldn't want it. It's all because of him. Today I was bullied by Yang Tusheng's son and looked down upon by my teachers and classmates!"
Qin Mengying was suddenly startled.
"Wanyu, you said Yang Tusheng's son bullied you? Why did he bully you?"
Lin Wanyu blushed and said angrily: "He wanted to steal my money, spit on me, push me to the ground, and throw mud on me!"
Qin Mengying frowned for a moment and then asked: "Wanyu, did your dad also see it at that time?"
"He saw it and taught Yang Xiaoqiang a lesson. Later, when Yang Xiaoqiang's father fought with him with a knife, he beat Yang Xiaoqiang's father.
My classmates say he is a bad gambler and he gets into fights, so I hate him to death..."
When Qin Mengying heard this, she immediately stopped and said, "He is your father. He fights to protect you. You are not allowed to say that about him in the future. Do you hear me?"
Lin Wanyu was so wronged that she almost cried. She threw away Qin Mengying's hand and ran into the house without looking back.
Only then did Qin Mengying realize that she had mistakenly blamed Lin Chuan.
Feeling anxious, Qin Mengying stamped her feet.
He should have thought that Yang Tusheng was usually arrogant and domineering, and Lin Chuan could not fight with him for no reason.
However, not only did she not understand Lin Chuan, she also said such heartless words.
But at this moment, the courtyard door rang and Lin Chuan came back.
When Qin Mengying saw Lin Chuan, she felt a variety of emotions pouring out of her heart.
She took a few steps to meet Lin Chuan and said complainingly: "Why didn't you tell me earlier that you fought with Yang Tusheng because of our daughter?"
Lin Chuan said in a dumbfounded voice: "The scene was so chaotic at the time, how could I explain it, and your brother was crazy at the time, so why should I explain?
Besides, there is no explanation. Wanyu is my daughter, and it is my father's responsibility to protect her. Not only Wanyu, but also you and Zhouzhou. If anyone bullies you, I will fight them to the death!"
Qin Mengying ran into Lin Chuan's arms.
Touched and guilty, it was like her strong hands hugging Lin Chuan tightly.
Lin Chuan was stunned at first.
After fifty years of self-blame and longing, now Qin Mengying's warmth has returned to his embrace again.
He was afraid that this was a good dream that would be easy to wake up from, so he hugged Qin Mengying tightly.
Their hearts, like their tears, blend together tenderly.
"Mengying, I really miss you!"
Although Qin Mengying is a bit strange, why do she still think about it after meeting her every day?
Did he mean that?
Qin Mengying immediately pushed him away, her cheeks were red, and she said coquettishly: "Don't think about it, you can only think about it after I ask you to think about it!"
Lin Chuan's face was confused.
"What? I said I miss you!"
At this moment, Zhouzhou ran out of the house and shouted: "Mom, I'm hungry!"
Qin Mengying rolled her eyes at Lin Chuan and said with a smile: "Hurry up and wash your hands and eat. My brother has also gone home, so we can have a quiet meal too!"
Lin Chuan also smiled and said, "Okay, hurry up and eat, and then I will take you to Yu Meiling's tailor shop to make you a suit!"
"Making clothes? It's not for the New Year or the holidays. What kind of clothes are you making? It's quite expensive. It's not like I don't have anything to wear!"
"This dress is for making money, it must be made!"
As soon as she heard that she wanted to make money, Qin Mengying did not refuse.
She was afraid of poverty.
As long as Lin Chuan makes money seriously, she will definitely support him.
After eating, the two returned to the tailor shop.
Yu Meiling was very enthusiastic towards Lin Chuan, but was lukewarm towards Qin Mengying.
If it hadn't been for Qin Mengying, she and Lin Chuan would have been together.
So, after just saying a few words, everyone started doing their own business.
When Qin Mengying saw Lin Chuan making decisions, she was no longer shocked, but completely horrified.
After spending so many years together, when did Lin Chuan learn this craft?
Seeing Lin Chuan skillfully using the sewing machine and looking so focused, Yu Meiling took a sip of water and whispered: "Qin Mengying, do you also feel that Lin Chuan is a little different from the past?"
Qin Mengying didn't speak. She would never tell anyone about her man.
But Yu Meiling continued: "He said he learned it by reading books, but I always feel that this is a bit unlikely. Could it be that he was possessed by a ghost?"
"Stop talking nonsense and go do your work quickly!"
Qin Mengying glared at Yu Meiling in disgust.
She also knew how Yu Meiling felt about Lin Chuan. In order to punish Lin Chuan, Yu Meiling had a fight with her at the school gate.
Yu Meiling didn't take it to heart. She looked down on Qin Mengying.
Although making clothes is complicated, it is not difficult once you learn how to do it. By midnight, both sets of clothes were completed.
Lin Chuan looked at the perfect-fitting ready-made clothes and smiled: "Put it on now and let me see it first!"