On Friday morning, Fang Xu came to Luo Jingyu's house to pick up the finished Christmas decorations.
He found that Luo Xiaoyu seemed to be in a good mood. She was not indifferent to him as usual and even made him a cup of hot tea.
Fang Xu sat down on a chair and watched Luo Jingyu bring over several large cardboard boxes. On each box was a piece of white paper, clearly stating the type and quantity of ornaments in the box.
"Hey, fish." Fang Xu called him, but Luo Jingyu just lowered her head and didn't respond. Fang Xu crossed his legs, shook his head and sighed, picked up the teacup, blew on it, took a sip of tea, and played with his phone.
After three years of cooperation, the two of them are still not considered friends. This is partly because Luo Jingyu is deaf and difficult to communicate with, but more importantly, it is because the two have disagreements on business philosophy from time to time.
Luo Jingyu admitted that he did not know how to do business. Due to physical reasons, it was difficult for him to communicate with others. However, when it came to the art of embossing, he was 100% sincere, enthusiastic, respectful and almost demanding of himself.
He is not a perfectionist, and of course he knows what kind of work goes with what price range, so he hopes to make high-end products and improve his skills and concepts rather than win in quantity.
But Fang Xu didn't think so. Fang Xu said that in China, not many people knew about hot stamping, and there were very few customers willing to spend a lot of money to customize works. It would be better to make more small things that were cheap and good quality. The quality didn't have to be too good, so that more people could buy them to play with and wear. Luo Jingyu could do it easily and make money quickly.
Luo Jingyu couldn't express his thoughts in long speeches. For every one sentence he said, Fang Xu could reply with ten.
He admitted that before cooperating with Fang Xu, his career in hot stamping was even more difficult. At that time, Luo Jingyu was still affiliated with the teacher. When the teacher opened a warehouse to receive orders, he would take part of the orders and do them. He did not participate in the design or communicate with customers. To put it bluntly, he was just a ghostwriter.
Although the income at that time was enough to support life, Luo Jingyu still wanted to make more money when thinking about the future. Without orders for hot stamping, he could only make other things to sell, such as scented candles, handmade soaps, jewelry made of heat shrink sheets, etc. Chen Liang helped him sell them at the night market, and Maomao helped him sell them in the online store. Adding all these together, he could make some money.
Later, he met Fang Xu, who had done a lot of business and opened more than one online store.
He was impressed by Luo Jingyu's hot stamping skills and invited her to cooperate. Luo Jingyu agreed, and the online store "Xiao Yu Yu Handmade Hot Stamping" was opened. Fang Xu said that he chose this name because the core of this store is actually Luo Jingyu.
After cooperating with Fang Xu, Luo Jingyu was very satisfied for a period of time. At least he could open a warehouse and accept pre-orders on his own, design his own works, and there were people to help him take orders. His income also increased visibly.
He listened to Fang Xu very much and designed all kinds of fancy accessories, with prices ranging from over a hundred to several hundred. After the warehouse was opened, the pre-order quantity was huge each time, which made Luo Jingyu very tired.
He tried to discuss with Fang Xu whether he could help him get in touch with some exhibitions, shows, and high-end ready-to-wear studios for customization, just like his teacher. He was confident that he could do it with his level.
This kind of job is not easy to get, and it requires a lot of hard work in marketing. Luo Jingyu feels that with Fang Xu's business ability and connections, he can find a way to open up this situation.
Fang Xu didn't refuse, but said that such an opportunity was hard to come by and he would help him keep an eye out. But in the past three years, Luo Jingyu has never done any of the big orders that Fang Xu negotiated, but she has helped her teacher participate in several exhibitions.
His teacher is Xu Qingyan, who lives in Shanghai. She is an elegant lady in her forties. Among the practitioners of hot stamping art in China, her level is very high. She goes to Japan for further studies every year, teaches classes in China, and has published books. When she appears at an exhibition, everyone calls her Teacher Xu.
Luo Jingyu was very envious. In the domestic embossing industry, he was still unknown. Some people knew the store "Xiao Yuyu Handmade embossing". Many girls wearing Hanfu liked to buy jewelry there, but they also contacted Fang Xu. No one knew Luo Jingyu.
After sorting out all the boxes, Luo Jingyu also sat down on the chair and typed for Fang Xu: Do you want to count
Fang Xu waved his hand: "No need, you've never made a mistake. They're all packed in gift boxes. Why would I open them one by one?"
Luo Jingyu nodded and typed again: Any news about that cherry tree
Fang Xu put down his phone, smacked his lips, and shook his head, saying, "I made an offer, but the other party didn't contact me later."
Luo Jingyu: How much is your offer
Fang Xu raised his eyebrows: "What are you doing? You don't trust me? I reported a little more, but it's definitely within a reasonable range."
Luo Jingyu didn't quite believe it, but still asked: How much
Fang Xu said: "One hundred and eighty thousand!"
One hundred and eighty thousand was indeed within a reasonable range. Luo Jingyu stopped typing, thinking that this order was probably not going to work.
He was very frustrated. Although making a cherry tree was not a high-end job and was rather a hard chore, he had never heard of such an order in the industry. If he could really take it, it would be considered an addition to his resume.
Think about it carefully, who would spend money to make a tree with pure handmade hot stamping technology? A fake artificial cherry tree only sells for a few thousand yuan, while a hot stamping tree, no matter who makes it, will definitely cost hundreds of thousands of yuan. When comparing the cost performance, people will think that the customer is a fool.
Fang Xu drank tea and said, "I think the other party is just joking and asking casually. Don't take it seriously. Once this kind of order is completed, there will be no time for other things!"
Luo Jingyu watched him finish speaking, then looked away with a sullen face.
The end of the year is coming soon, and Fang Xu wants to talk to Luo Jingyu about the plans for the new year, such as how to arrange the frequency and time periods for opening warehouses and accepting reservations, which month Luo Jingyu will go out for further studies, and whether it is possible to expand the scope of business, etc.
One of them was talking while the other was typing on his phone. After a few minutes of back and forth, when Luo Jingyu typed again and asked what he said, Fang Xu became impatient and waved his hand and said, "Forget it, I'll go back and chat with you on WeChat. Do you know how to read lips?"
Luo Jingyu pursed her lips, her eyes were dark, and she felt very uncomfortable.
Lip reading is not that magical. The word order of ordinary people's speech is different from that of written language. Luo Jingyu knows pinyin and can grasp the key words and understand the meaning of short and clear lip reading. When the sentence is long and there are many words, especially abstract adjectives, idioms, or homophones with different fonts and meanings, his vocabulary is not that large, so it is difficult for him to understand through the changes in the lips.
Fang Xu was also at a loss whether to laugh or cry.
He just asked a question on a topic: "Are you a goldfish? Didn't I tell you about this last time?"
Luo Jingyu stupidly typed a reply: Whale? That’s what my online name means, what does it matter
Fang Xu laughed so hard that he slapped his thighs and almost cried. He said, "Luo Xiaoyu, you are such a funny guy!"
Unfortunately, Luo Jingyu didn’t understand what “hu ba” was. The word he thought of was “hot-tempered”, which seemed to be used to describe temper. He didn’t understand and felt that he had a good temper and was not hot-tempered at all.
The two people were speaking different languages and had difficulty communicating, so Fang Xu didn't stay long and left Luo Jingyu's house with all his boxes.
Luo Jingyu was the only one left at home again.
Over the years, he has been alone most of the time, staying in a world of eternal silence, and he has long been accustomed to it.
The good mood that was originally formed because of Teacher Jidan was easily destroyed after meeting Fang Xu. Luo Jingyu sat in the chair blankly for a while, and when she saw the cleaned empty bowl on the workbench, she thought of that person, her eyes curved, and then she picked up her phone to send her a WeChat message.
What a Big Fish: Teacher Egg, good afternoon, what do you want to eat in the evening
The other party replied quickly.
Egg Pudding: I thought about it carefully and decided to give you the decision on the menu. This way there will be surprises. I will eat whatever you cook!
What a big fish: So is there anything you don’t like to eat
Egg pudding: I don’t like river shrimps or river fish with lots of bones.
What a big fish: So what is your favorite food
Egg Pudding: Eggs!!! [smirk]
What a big fish: [Surprised][Surprised] But there is not a single egg in your house!
Egg pudding: Oh, eggs are everywhere. Tea eggs are sold in the grocery store! [shy]
What she said makes sense... Luo Jingyu laughed.
Big Fish: I see. What time do you get off work
Egg Pudding: 5:30, I will definitely be home before 6:00! I will call you on WeChat when I get home.
Good big fish: OK, see you tonight [happy]
Luo Jingyu's mood improved when she thought about meeting Teacher Jidan in the evening, cooking for her, eating with her, and helping her install the cabinet.
He thought, the cabinet seemed bigger than the shoe cabinet, could it take longer to load? Should he deliberately load it slower? That way he could spend more time with Mr. Egg.
But it was just a thought. Luo Jingyu quickly rejected the idea and felt that she was too mean. Teacher Jidan trusted him so much, how could he deceive her like this
In the afternoon, Luo Jingyu went to the supermarket to buy vegetables and bought spring bamboo shoots and a piece of sandwich meat. After returning home, he started chopping meat patties.
He didn't buy ready-made, machine-ground meat patties, knowing that hand-chopped ones would taste better.
The dish of steamed egg with meat patties is Luo Mingsong's specialty. It is made a little differently from other restaurants. He adds diced spring bamboo shoots and shrimp paste into the meat patties. Fortunately, Luo Jingyu asked the egg teacher, and she doesn't like river shrimps, otherwise he would have to buy shrimps according to the recipe at home.
While she was concentrating on chopping meat, the small light bulb in the kitchen lit up. Luo Jingyu saw it and went out to open the door. She looked out through the peephole first, but there was no one. Just as she was wondering, the small light bulb above the door lit up again.
Luo Jingyu opened the door directly, and a small figure suddenly jumped out from behind the door.
He looked at the other person who was talking loudly with his mouth open, and was not frightened by the sound. He just stayed still for a moment, raised his finger to point at the other person, and drew a question mark in the air with his right hand.
The person who came was Gu Xinchi, the ten-year-old boy who lived in Room 1501.
Gu Xinchi, carrying a bulging schoolbag, looked up at Luo Jingyu and said loudly, "Brother Xiaoyu, my father is on a business trip and my mother is working overtime tonight. She asked me to go to my grandmother's house for dinner, but I don't want to go. I told her I'll come to your place for dinner. Is that okay?"
The little boy spoke clearly, and Luo Jingyu could understand every word he said. Moreover, this was not the first time he came here to eat for free.
only…
Luo Jingyu sighed, patted Gu Xinchi’s little head, and turned sideways to let him in.
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At 6 o'clock, there was a knock on Zhan Xi's door. She ran to open the door excitedly. As soon as the door opened, she was surprised to find that Luo Jingyu actually brought a little burden.
"You are..." Zhan Xi couldn't remember the little boy's name, but he was very handsome and he still remembered his little face.
"Sister Zhan!" Gu Xinchi was so excited, "Great! So I'm coming to your house for dinner!"
"Ah?" Zhan Xi looked at Luo Jingyu inquiringly.
Luo Jingyu smiled helplessly, grabbed Gu Xinchi's head and asked him to turn towards her, first pointed at him, then pointed at her mouth, and finally pointed at Zhanxi. Gu Xinchi immediately understood, introduced himself again, and told her the reason why he came to dinner.
Zhan Xi quickly asked them to enter the house. Luo Jingyu was very considerate and even took down Gu Xinchi's slippers.
Gu Xinchi dropped his schoolbag and his attention was drawn to the glass bottle on the dining table: "Huh? Is this fresh flowers or burnt flowers?" He touched the petals with his hands and turned back to ask Zhan Xi, "Sister Zhan, this was made by Brother Xiaoyu, right?"
Zhan Xi smiled and said, "Yes, he gave it to me."
Gu Xinchi pouted: "Why doesn't he want to give it to me? I also want to give a hot flower to Mo Yuxuan, but Brother Xiaoyu just won't help me make it! How stingy!"
Luo Jingyu was changing her shoes with her head down and didn't see him talking. Zhan Xi pulled his sleeve, looked at him and asked, "Why don't you help Xiao Chi make flowers?"
Luo Jingyu narrowed her eyes slightly, looked at the flower on the table, pursed her lips and smiled, and made a sign language: pinched the thumb and index finger of her right hand into a small circle, bent the other three fingers to the palm, and shook the whole hand slightly up and down a few times.
Zhan Xi asked: "What does this mean?"
Luo Jingyu typed for her: A lot of money.
Zhan Xi burst out laughing and imitated his movements. Luo Jingyu gave her a thumbs up. Zhan Xi was very happy: "I learned another sign language. This is good! A lot of money!"
Two men, one big and one small, came into the room. Because they didn't go out, Luo Jingyu wore a navy blue sportswear and brought an eco-friendly bag. Zhan Xi knew that he must have prepared a lot of dishes again.
Gu Xinchi is a studious kid. After arriving at Luo Jingyu's house, he has been doing his homework. Now he lies on the dining table to continue working hard.
Luo Jingyu and Zhan Xi didn't care about him, and they went into the kitchen together. Luo Jingyu washed her hands and put on an apron consciously. She touched Zhan Xi's arm and stood with her back to her. Zhan Xi held back her laughter and helped him tie the rope, and he started cooking.
On this day, Zhan Xi prepared some fruits to treat Luo Jingyu, including cherries, tangerines and oranges.
She washed a bowl of cherries and put them on the dining table for Gu Xinchi to eat. She then took an orange into the kitchen, patted Luo Jingyu on the back, and when he turned around, she gestured with the gesture of cutting something and asked, "Do you like it sliced or juiced?"
Luo Jingyu blinked at Chengzi and made two gestures: the first was to bend the five fingers of both hands slightly, with the fingertips facing each other and the palms facing down, and make a "circle" from top to bottom; the second one was simpler, with the five fingers of the right hand facing up, the thumb still, and the other four fingers bent twice.
Zhan Xi read it very carefully, and after reading it, he said, "Don't tell me yet! Let me guess."
Luo Jingyu smiled and nodded. Zhan Xi put down the orange and recalled the two gestures while doing them herself. It was actually difficult to guess like this, but she could guess what kind of answer Xiaoyu would give based on her personality. She said boldly, "Both are OK?"
"Pa!" Luo Jingyu clapped her hands, pointed at Zhan Xi, and gave him a thumbs up again.
"I got it right?" Zhan Xi was really happy. He pointed his five fingers upwards, kept his thumb still, and bent the other four fingers a few times before asking, "Is this 'ok'?"
Luo Jingyu nodded, then put the five fingers of her right hand together and pressed them against her forehead, then turned them towards Zhan Xi, releasing her five fingers as she turned, and finally pointed at Zhan Xi again.
Zhan Xi asked: "Are you praising me for being smart?"
Ah! Luo Jingyu was simply impressed by Teacher Jidan's clever mind. She smiled with a row of big white teeth, nodded heavily, and gave a thumbs up.
Zhan Xi smiled even brighter than him, picked up the orange and said cheerfully, "Then I'll make juice for you! I have a juicer!"
Luo Jingyu was cooking in the kitchen, and Zhan Xi was squeezing juice in the living room. After she finished, she sat next to Gu Xinchi and took the child's homework book to look at it.
My nephew Weiwei is only in the first grade, and the textbooks and homework are too simple. But it is different for Gu Xinchi, who is in the fourth grade. He has English homework, and the math is also much more difficult.
Gu Xinchi saw Zhan Xi flipping through his homework book, so he quickly spread out an English test paper and asked her, "Sister Zhan, what should we choose for this question? I just asked Brother Xiaoyu, but he didn't know the answer."
Zhan Xi thought of Xiaoyu's poor Chinese level and laughed, "Ah? Are you asking Brother Xiaoyu? He's deaf, his Chinese is not good, and his English is probably not good either. Aren't you bullying him?"
Gu Xinchi was blamed for this and was very flustered: "I didn't bully him!"
"When you get along with your brother Xiaoyu, you have to learn to understand his difficulties." Zhan Xi held his chin and looked at Gu Xinchi, "Come on, which question? I'll tell you."
Gu Xinchi pointed the question to Zhan Xi and asked, not quite understanding, "Sister Zhan, are you Brother Xiaoyu's girlfriend?"
"Huh? No." Zhan Xi asked with a smile, "Why do you ask that?"
Gu Xinchi said, "Then why did he come to your place to cook? He was preparing dinner at home in the afternoon, chopping meat patties for a long time, and the sound was as loud as if someone was demolishing a house! I was starving to death, but he didn't cook. He told me that he wanted to come to the eighth floor to cook."
Zhan Xi was so stunned that he couldn't speak. He looked towards the kitchen, looked at the man's back, and replied to Gu Xinchi: "We made an appointment yesterday. He came to help me install the cabinets."
"Oh." The kid was a kid after all, so he didn't care about it soon. He shyly said to Zhan Xi, "Sister Zhan, you are really beautiful. Has anyone ever praised you for your beauty? You are prettier than my art teacher! My art teacher is already the prettiest teacher in our grade!"
"Is it that exaggerated?" Zhan Xi rubbed his head. "Hurry up and do your homework. We'll have dinner soon."
Luo Jingyu prepared all the side dishes in the afternoon, so cooking was much faster. More than half an hour later, three dishes and a soup were on the table - steamed egg with meat patties, stir-fried chicken breast with cucumber, sweet beans with diced ham, and mushroom and pork ribs soup.
Zhan Xi and Gu Xinchi sat side by side, swallowing their saliva together. Luo Jingyu looked at their greedy expressions and gently stroked the sleeve of Zhan Xi's sweater with her fingers. The girl looked up at him, and he made a gesture of serving rice and eating.
Gu Xinchi jumped up: "I'll go get the food!"
Zhan Xi didn't stop him and went to pour the freshly squeezed orange juice himself.
After the three cups were placed on the table, Gu Xinchi looked at the disposable paper cup in front of him, then looked at Zhan Xi and Luo Jingyu's cups, dumbfounded, and asked: "Why do I use a paper cup? Why does Brother Xiaoyu have a mug?"
Zhan Xi felt a little uncomfortable. When she bought toothpaste, she was given two cups. She used one to brush her teeth, and the other one was extra, which she had prepared for Luo Jingyu.
Luo Jingyu looked at the white mug in front of her. It was very ordinary, with the toothpaste brand "LG" printed on it. Seeing that Gu Xinchi looked unhappy, she picked up the cup and wanted to exchange it with him.
Zhan Xi: “?”
She blocked his hand, Luo Jingyu looked up at her, Zhan Xi said: "It's not good for children to drink too much beverages, it will cause tooth decay! Paper cups are enough, this cup is yours. From now on... you recognize this cup, our family is used to not mixing cups."
Gu Xinchi was confused: "Isn't this freshly squeezed orange juice? Can it cause tooth decay?"
Zhan Xi glared at him: "Freshly squeezed ones also contain sugar!"
Luo Jingyu didn't want to pay attention to their conversation. She held the handle of the cup with her right hand and pressed her left palm against the cup, wishing she would never let go of the cup.
The meal was lively because Gu Xinchi was there. He chattered with Zhanxi about school matters, and Zhanxi actually got along well with him. Luo Jingyu sat opposite them and could see their faces. She listened to every word they said nonchalantly.
It is not convenient to use the mobile phone while eating with a bowl, so he did not "talk" from beginning to end. He just ate quietly and "listened" quietly.
Zhan Xi was already in awe of Luo Jingyu's cooking skills, especially the bowl of steamed egg with meat pie, which was much more delicious than the one in the company cafeteria! There were bamboo shoots in the meat pie, which was fragrant and chewy, and the egg on top was soaked in the meat aroma. Zhan Xi ate two eggs and Gu Xinchi ate one. The two of them scrambled to mix the rice with the gravy. Luo Jingyu took a sip of orange juice and smiled silently with her head down.
After dinner, Zhan Xi washed the dishes. Gu Xinchi didn't want to do his homework anymore, so Zhan Xi gave him his tablet to play with. He didn't allow him to watch short videos, and only allowed him to watch cartoons on video websites.
Gu Xinchi was watching the movie "Nezha" on the sofa with a bowl of cherries in his hand. Zhan Xi stayed beside Luo Jingyu, sitting cross-legged on the floor, watching him install the cabinet.
He was very charming when he was doing things, his expression was focused and he had it all planned out. Those beautiful hands seemed to have magic, they could do anything! Sometimes he would flip through the instructions, and occasionally he would look at Zhan Xi, and he would find that she was also looking at him.
Whenever this happened, a smile would appear on Luo Jingyu's lips, and Zhan Xi would also smile. The two of them would laugh together like fools, in silence, but the atmosphere was not awkward at all.
When the installation was halfway done, Luo Jingyu made a gesture to Zhan Xi to drink water, and Zhan Xi immediately poured him a glass of water using his white mug.
Luo Jingyu gave her a thumbs up and "said" thank you. Zhan Xi asked, "You haven't told me yet, how do you say 'You're welcome'?"
Luo Jingyu handed her the cup and moved his right hand left to right, which meant "no" to everyone. Then he put his hands side by side, palms facing up, and moved both hands slightly left to right.
Zhan Xi asked: "Is this what you mean by rude?"
Luo Jingyu nodded, took the cup from her hand and continued drinking water.
Zhan Xi tried to do it herself, first "thank you" and then "you're welcome". Luo Jingyu watched her movements, gave a thumbs up to indicate "great", and then made a sign language for "smart". Zhan Xi felt her face turn red, and she covered her mouth and laughed out loud.
For some reason, her smile reminded Luo Jingyu of Fang Xu. Fang Xu had also smiled so happily in the morning.
Among the few hearing friends Luo Jingyu had, none of them had ever asked to learn sign language. Not Fang Xu, not Xu Qingyan, not even the most curious kid, Gu Xinchi. Luo Jingyu didn't know what Zhan Xi was thinking, nor did she know where he got the courage to sign to her again and again.
He gradually stopped smiling, put down the cup, took out his phone and typed a line of words for Zhan Xi to see: Will you feel annoyed when you are with me? If you don't want to know the sign language, I can type it.
After reading it, Zhan Xi looked at him in astonishment, not understanding why he suddenly had such an idea. Luo Jingyu put away her phone, lowered her eyes for a long time, and then looked up at Zhan Xi again, her eyes were no longer as bright as before.
Zhan Xi had been waiting for him to look up. She opened her mouth to speak, but didn't make any sound because she didn't want the children on the sofa to hear her. She just wanted Luo Jingyu to understand.
She tilted her head and said, "Xiaoyu, I never get tired of you and am very interested in sign language. I want to chat with you better and get to know you better. So, I will definitely learn sign language, but it will take some time. I am a smart egg teacher!" Please remember:, website mobile version m. computer version., free and fastest update without anti-theft without anti-theft.