When Luo Jingyu sent Zhan Xi back to the eighth floor, she was still in a trance.
For many, many years, he has not spoken in front of others. This kind of endurance is very difficult, and it is almost a human instinct to overcome.
Gao Yuan told him that when they were having dinner at his house, his parents and sister would actually make sounds while signing. They might be meaningless "um"s and "ah"s, or they might imitate the lip movements of normal people to try to "speak". Of course, when they really spoke, it meant nothing.
Gao Yuan said that all his deaf colleagues at work were like this, and he thought it was normal. His wife Xiaomei would also speak out loud when she was at home, so why did Luo Jingyu remain silent? Wouldn't her throat feel uncomfortable
Luo Jingyu did not answer him. She knew the answer in her heart. As long as she stayed sober and knew how to restrain herself, she would naturally get used to it over time.
He and Zhan Xi said goodbye at the door of 802. Luo Jingyu used sign language to tell her to go to bed early. Zhan Xi hugged his waist and looked up and asked him: "What are your plans tomorrow afternoon?"
Luo Jingyu actually had plans. She took out her phone and typed: Tomorrow is the Flower Festival. I want to go to the park, participate in festival activities, take photos, and do work.
"Work?" Zhan Xi's nose wrinkled after watching the screen. "Go to the park to work? Go alone? What about me?"
Luo Jingyu smiled and typed: You have classes in the morning, do you want to go
"Yes." Zhan Xi asked, "Which park? I'll go straight to you after class at noon, okay?"
Luo Jingyu nodded and shook her phone, meaning that he would send her the park address later.
"Xiao Yu..." Zhan Xi could see that he was in a low mood. He didn't seem to be happy after coaxing him for a long time. At this time, he still wanted to tell him what was in his heart, "Don't think about what happened just now. I just want to hear your voice because I like you. Your voice is really nice. I'm not lying to you. It's just the two of us. The gift is a cat. You really... Don't feel burdened. I'll tell you in secret..."
She grabbed Luo Jingyu's skirt with her fingers, as if she was embarrassed. "I am so relaxed when I am in front of you. Sometimes I will hiccup, and sometimes... puff."
Luo Jingyu: “?”
Seeing him frowning and looking puzzled, Zhan Xi blushed and patted him on the butt: "Puff, don't you know how to puff?"
Of course Luo Jingyu could puff, everyone could puff, but he didn't understand what puff was until he was slapped on the butt, then he realized it, and both he and Zhan Xi's faces turned red.
Oh, that's right! Pu Pu also makes a sound and has a smell, so is he like this usually? Oh my God! Luo Jingyu was horrified, Zhan Xi chuckled, hugged him again and said, "We are human, not gods, this is all very normal. I understand that you don't want to make a sound outside, but you don't have to be so nervous with me, just relax. I like you to laugh out loud, which lets me know that you are really happy. Xiaoyu, I don't want you to endure it so hard."
She raised her hand and touched his Adam's apple, looking into his eyes. "Actually, I'm very happy. I heard your voice. It's so beautiful. I like it very much. It's even better than I thought. I want to hear it again in the future. Don't hold it back, okay?"
After reading her lip language, Luo Jingyu really relaxed a little. Anyway, he had no way to verify whether it sounded good or not. Huanhuan said it sounded good and that she was very happy and liked it. He thought, just believe her.
Bending down to kiss her forehead, Luo Jingyu reached out to scratch her nose and nodded gently.
He thought that he would only tell her this, as it was a secret between the two of them. Huanhuan wasn't afraid, wasn't disgusted, and didn't laugh at him. This was enough.
After Luo Jingyu left, Zhan Xi took out the paint painting of clownfish from his bag, peeled it off the plastic sheet, and pasted it on the refrigerator door.
Nemo's colors are very bright, and the underwater world is always colorful. Zhan Xi's fingers touched the white and orange clownfish, and he thought of Luo Jingyu again.
His voice is really nice, clear and crisp, not hoarse.
But Zhan Xi also knew why he was reluctant to speak, because when he spoke, it would never make people think that he was talking. It was more like a vague groan, a low roar like a trapped animal, a way of speaking that was independent of the human language system.
Xiaoyu had his eyes closed at the time, but Zhan Xi could feel that he was trying to control the volume and syllables. His tone was sometimes high and sometimes low, and the syllables changed depending on the shape of his mouth.
His voice did not make Zhan Xi feel uncomfortable. As she said, she just wanted to hear Xiaoyu's voice. However, she understood that if Xiaoyu spoke like this in public, it would be difficult for others to accept it.
—
The next morning, it was still a beautiful spring day.
At Zhou Lian's home, she and Zhan Xi had just finished an hour of sign language teaching. Zhou Lian was a little tired, so she said she wanted to take a ten-minute break. She prepared some fruit snacks for Zhan Xi, letting her eat while looking at her collection of treasures.
These treasures are old photos, which were taken with digital cameras and stored in computers. However, women of Zhou Lian's age still have special feelings for the developed photos, so they made albums according to the years.
Zhou Lian took out a few photo albums and placed them in front of Zhan Xi. She put on her reading glasses and started flipping through them: "I found them this week and was waiting for you to come and show them to you... Here, Zhan Xi, look, is this Xiao Yu?"
Zhan Xi looked carefully. The 6-inch photo was a group photo of several teenage boys and girls and Zhou Lian. She recognized Luo Jingyu at first glance.
Zhou Lian was sitting with a few girls, with four boys standing behind them. Xiaoyu was the first from the left, wearing a sports school uniform. He was tall and thin, with short, messy hair. His eyebrows and eyes were very similar to now, but much younger, and his face shape was softer than now, and his smile was very shallow.
"When was this, Teacher Zhou? How old was Xiaoyu then?" Zhan Xi was very happy. He took out the photo and took a photo of it with his mobile phone.
Zhou Lian said, "Junior high school, third year of junior high school. Yes, this school uniform is for junior high school. The color was changed for high school. There are several more pictures with little fish in them. You can look for them yourself."
Zhan Xi flipped through the pages one by one and really saw several little fishes, all of them were fourteen or fifteen years old, still half-grown children.
Zhou Lian found a few group photos of Luo Jingyu when he was in high school. There were only a dozen people in a class, so Zhan Xi could find him easily.
Who made her Xiaoyu so tall and handsome? He always stood at the edge with a gentle look. Zhan Xi asked: "Teacher Zhou, was Xiaoyu very popular with the girls in the class? If he was in my high school, he would definitely be the school hunk!"
Zhou Lian looked at the photo and smiled: "He is quite popular with girls, but he is very introverted and not a lively person. He hardly interacts with girls, and the people he is close to are all male classmates."
Zhou Lian seemed to recall something that happened more than a decade ago. "I have worked at the School for the Blind and Deaf for more than 20 years. Luo Jingyu is one of the students who impressed me the most. Xiao Zhan, I don't know if you know anything about this school. I don't think you know anything about it, do you?"
Zhan Xi shook her head. Before she met Xiaoyu, she had never met a hearing-impaired person. How could she know about a school for the blind and deaf
Zhou Lian ate a cookie and told Zhan Xi, "Our school is a twelve-year system. After the third year of junior high school, some deaf students with good academic performance will go to ordinary high schools to study. In order to prepare for the college entrance examination, most of those children wear hearing aids and have residual hearing."
"Children like Xiaoyu who can't hear at all either drop out after graduating from the third year of junior high school or stay in school to study in high school. High school also has cultural courses, and if you study hard, you can go to university. Xiaoyu's sister, Ms. Luo, stayed in the deaf school and was admitted to university. But there are actually very few students like this, and most of them are not good at studying. The high school department of the school focuses more on vocational education, hoping that they can learn some skills to rely on."
Zhan Xi listened very carefully. Zhou Lian pushed the fruit plate to her, and she picked up a pear and started to chew it. The pear was very sweet, and the juice wet her fingers. She had no time to wipe them off, and just wanted to hear more about Xiaoyu.
Zhou Lian: "In school, we have art classes, computer design classes, computer classes, cooking classes, pastry classes, Chinese pastry classes... all of which are suitable for deaf students to choose a career. The handicraft classes I teach also teach them to make some practical things in life, such as handmade soaps and handmade leather goods. Boys don't like it. Over the years, only Xiaoyu is an exception. He is particularly talented in hands-on ability. He can learn anything once he learns it, and he does it better than girls."
"One summer vacation, I went to Beijing to participate in a handcraft exchange activity. My roommate was a sister who was a few years older than me. She had lived in Japan for a few years and learned how to make hot flowers. She brought all her tools with her and taught me when she was free. I thought it was very interesting, so after I came back, I bought some basic materials and made a few flowers myself."
"After school started, I brought a flower to teach my students. It was this yellow rose. I remember it very clearly."
Zhou Lian showed Zhan Xi the yellow rose that had been preserved for more than ten years. "I told them that this is called hot stamping, and it is made of cloth. If anyone is interested, they can come to me after class and I will show them how to make it."
"Later, about three or four girls came to see me, and then I saw Xiaoyu, with a red face, peeking out of the office door, not daring to come in. Oh, that scene left a deep impression on me."
Zhan Xi held the yellow rose in her hand, and a picture suddenly came to her mind. Her little fish was like this! Not only was it shy, but it was also timid sometimes. When it saw her, it always wanted to run away. It was a silly fish.
Zhou Lian smiled tenderly: "He was only in the third grade at that time, I can't remember whether he was fourteen or fifteen. I called him in, and he said he wanted to see the flower again. I gave it to him, and he took the flower in his hand and looked at it again and again, his eyes shining, and he told me that the flower was really beautiful."
"Alas..." Zhou Lian sighed, "It's a pity that the materials for making hot stamping flowers are too expensive, so I can't teach them. After Xiaoyu saw me make hot stamping flowers, he came to see the flowers every day. Finally one day, he told me that he wanted to learn and asked if I could teach him. I told him that you can either pay for the materials yourself, or I will teach you how to make a few introductory flowers. I don't know how to make difficult ones."
"The next day he brought the money, which was his own pocket money, and there were even coins jingling. I softened my heart immediately, thinking he was such a silly boy. I said, forget it, I won't charge you any money, but you must not tell anyone else, I will teach you secretly and you can learn secretly. He refused and insisted on giving me all the change. Later I accepted it, which was a few dozen yuan. Xiaoyu is just like that, very serious, and he will not allow himself to take advantage of me."
"I taught him how to draw patterns, cut patterns, dye, and iron with a trowel. He learned very quickly, but we couldn't continue after a while because I had nothing to teach him! I only knew three or four patterns, and he learned them all. I told him that if he wanted to learn something more difficult, he had to find a teacher."
"I didn't expect that he would really take this path. He packed his luggage and went to Shanghai during the summer vacation after graduating from high school." Zhou Lian looked at Zhan Xi, "In fact, I always felt that Xiaoyu would be very good at something else even if he didn't do hot stamping. Because he is really a very persistent and pure person, and he can endure loneliness. This kind of personality is very suitable for the handmade industry."
Zhou Lian sighed, "He chose the embossing business, which is such a niche business. Although the threshold is low, it is difficult to make progress. I think he is very courageous. After all, he is a deaf child. He suffers from this. He is too passive in many things. He can't solve them by himself without help. This is not his fault. His current achievements are already very good. It's just..."
Zhou Lian looked at Luo Jingyu's childish face in the photo, then looked up at Zhan Xi, "But I always feel that he should be able to do better. Really, Xiao Zhan, you can give Xiaoyu more encouragement and give him more confidence. He is still young, talented and hardworking enough. He just lacks a little luck. In this industry, he should have greater achievements."
Hearing this, Zhan Xi thought of the "speech" he helped Xiaoyu write for Fang Xu. What was the follow-up of that incident
She recalled that after Xiaoyu met Fang Xu, she asked him on WeChat how the conversation went, but he didn't give a direct answer. She asked if they wanted to have dinner together in the evening, but he said he had something to do. Later, it was the New Year's Day holiday, and she returned to Fuchun Town, and the two never talked about this topic again.
Zhan Xi thought that the matter had been resolved, and Xiaoyu and Fang Xu were still cooperating. Now, after hearing what Teacher Zhou said, she began to have doubts in her mind: has the conflict between Xiaoyu and Fang Xu really been resolved
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After the sign language class, Zhan Xi went to a convenience store to buy some snacks and drinks, bought himself a sandwich for lunch, and took the bus to the wetland park.
In recent years, the wetland park has held the Flower Festival every year, which lasts for a month. This day is the opening ceremony, and it is also the most serious festival day. There are a lot of people in the park. Zhan Xi bought a ticket to go in, and all he saw along the way were young people wearing Hanfu, both men and women.
Xiaoyu sent her a WeChat message saying that he was waiting for her at the Marriage Bridge. When Zhanxi saw the place name, he wanted to laugh and thought, is this guy doing it on purpose
She didn't wear Hanfu, but a pink and purple dress with a white wool cardigan on the outside. Her long hair was draped over her shoulders and she had light makeup on her face.
I originally thought that I was dressed very beautifully, but compared with those cute girls on the street who were wearing beautiful Hanfu and flower ornaments on their heads, Zhan Xi's outfit was really plain.
The wetland park is full of birds and flowers in March. It is not yet the peak season for flowers to bloom, but the willow trees have already sprouted fresh leaf buds, and various flower buds are adorned on the branches of the trees.
The sky was blue and the clouds were white. Zhan Xi was in a good mood. He followed the map to find the Marriage Bridge. From a distance he saw a tall man in gray leaning against the edge of the bridge with his long legs crossed, a camera bag slung over his shoulder, and a SLR camera in his hand, framing the scene.
As if with telepathy, his camera slowly moved towards this side, and when Zhan Xi entered the camera range, the man froze in place.
Zhan Xi held the bag in both hands behind his back and almost jumped towards him. Before he got close, he heard the sound of shutter clicks.
Luo Jingyu put down the camera, and when Zhan Xi walked up to him, he consciously took off his mask and showed her a smiling face.
"What time did you arrive?" Zhan Xi asked.
Luo Jingyu made the sign "ten" in sign language, and now Zhan Xi could understand it.
"Have you eaten yet?" Zhan Xi patted his bag with a smile, "I brought food, we can have a picnic."
Luo Jingyu signed with one hand: I have eaten.
Zhan Xi looked around and saw that there were a lot of people at the Marriage Bridge. Many of them were surrounding a tree. It seemed that a red rope was tied to the tree, and a small wooden sign was hung on the red rope.
"What are they doing?" Zhan Xi took Luo Jingyu's arm and asked, pointing at the tree.
Luo Jingyu felt that there was no need to answer this question. Many scenic spots had a tree or a wall like this, with love locks or marriage plaques hanging on them... He looked down at Zhan Xi and found that her cheeks were flushed and her big eyes were staring at the tree. He immediately understood.
Luo Jingyu held Zhan Xi's hand and walked towards the tree. There was a stall selling marriage cards with red strings next to the tree. Luo Jingyu looked at Zhan Xi and asked him that they had only been dating for a week and he would not dare to buy it without her consent. After all, it represented the feelings and aspirations of the two of them.
Zhan Xi's face turned even redder. He looked at him shyly, picked up a marriage card and asked the owner in a pretentious manner, "How much is it?"
The owner was playing with his phone and ignored her. Luo Jingyu was amused. She took the wooden sign from her and pointed to the QR code on the corner of the table. The price was clearly marked in large letters: twenty yuan each.
Zhan Xi was so embarrassed that he hid behind him.
Luo Jingyu took the marriage card and confirmed it with her again.
Zhan Xi nodded, and Luo Jingyu scanned the code to pay, and then took her to another tree, where there were several pens hanging on the branches for people to write.
He picked up a pen and wrote his name neatly on the left side of the marriage card: Luo Jingyu, and drew a whale spraying water at the bottom.
He handed the wooden sign to Zhan Xi, who wrote his own name next to his: Zhan Xi, and drew a round egg underneath.
Luo Jingyu took the wooden sign and added a smiley face to the egg. Zhan Xi took it again and added a heart between the two names.
The two tied the marriage cards to the branches. The tree was full of small wooden cards with red ropes, and each card had a message from a pair of strangers. When the wind blew, the small wooden cards swayed. Zhan Xi looked up and saw the names of the two people on the small wooden card, as well as the whale and egg patterns. He felt so sweet in his heart.
The flower god will definitely bless them!
Zhan Xi thought, God of Flowers, please take a look at Luo Jingyu. He makes a living by making flowers. Where can you find such a devout believer
After a small "ceremony", Luo Jingyu hung the camera around her neck and walked in the park hand in hand with Zhan Xi.
There were cruise ships coming and going on the lake, the opening ceremony of the Flower Festival was being held in the small square, and there were various cultural performances throughout the day. There were various snack stalls in the small market, and if Zhan Xi's eyes stayed on something for more than three seconds, Luo Jingyu would want to buy it, such as sugar figurines, glutinous rice cakes, milk tea, stinky tofu...
Zhan Xilao wanted to hold his arm to stop him: "I don't want to eat! I just want to take a look! I'm not a child anymore!"
Luo Jingyu refused. He went on a date with Huanhuan just to spend money. After playing for two days, he didn't even spend a few dollars. It was too hurtful to his self-esteem!
Finally, Zhan Xi had no choice but to let him buy a string of kiwi candied haws, and the two of them shared it, taking turns to eat a piece.
Along the way, Luo Jingyu was taking pictures of Zhan Xi.
He originally came here to work, to collect materials and take some close-ups of flowers. However, after Huanhuan came, her figure was the only one left in his SLR camera.
Zhan Xi discovered that Luo Jingyu's photography skills were very good, as if he had learned it professionally. He would hold her hand to guide her in the movements, and the backgrounds he chose were also very unique. They looked inconspicuous, but the photos turned out very artistic.
Zhan Xi is very proud. Her little fish is really proficient in all kinds of skills!
When we arrived at the flower field area, we saw more and more girls wearing Hanfu! Hanfu has various styles and colors. Zhanxi didn’t understand, but she thought every girl was pretty and was the most eye-catching scenery in the park. Without exception, they all wore flower decorations on their heads, as if they were competing with the flowers.
Luo Jingyu also saw the pink peony hairpin he made. She pulled Zhan Xi's hand and secretly pointed at the girl to show her.
Zhan Xi finally understood what effect it would have if peony was worn on a girl's head. With a pink dress, she really had a strong spring vibe and looked like a little fairy.
There are also many boys wearing Hanfu, either in white or green. Some look heroic, some look elegant, and they look very scholarly as they wave paper fans.
Zhan Xi couldn't help but look at the man next to him. Xiaoyu is so pretty and tall. If he wears a white Hanfu, he will look so handsome and suave!
Luo Jingyu accidentally lowered her head and met Zhan Xi's gaze. She smiled evilly, shook her hand, and looked puzzled.
Zhan Xi asked: "Xiao Yu, have you ever worn Hanfu?"
Luo Jingyu shook her head.
"Haven't you been making Hanfu accessories?" Zhan Xi was very surprised. "You haven't worn it yourself?"
Luo Jingyu shook her hand and saw an empty stone chair. The two sat down side by side on the chair. Zhan Xi took out drinks and snacks from his bag and ate them with Luo Jingyu.
After eating and drinking and resting for a while, Luo Jingyu typed to her: Someone asked me to be a model before, wearing Hanfu, but I didn’t go.
"Really? Why don't you go?" Zhan Xi looked at Luo Jingyu and became more convinced that he would look good in Hanfu, because his facial features were very delicate, his temperament was very restrained, and there was a hint of classicism about him.
Luo Jingyu pointed at herself, frowned, shook her head, and then shook her hands, obviously not considering this matter at all.
Zhan Xi pouted and said, "I think Hanfu is very beautiful. I have never worn it."
Luo Jingyu was stunned, patted her arm, and asked in sign language: Do you like it
"I like it." Zhan Xi said with a smile, "I want to wear it if I have a chance, and then wear the hair accessories you made! Can you help me take pictures too? "
Luo Jingyu looked at her beautiful face and excited eyes, and imagined what Huanhuan would look like wearing Hanfu.
He learned how to perm flowers and was very knowledgeable about Hanfu. Fang Xu also invited Hanfu models to take promotional photos wearing the hair accessories he made. Luo Jingyu knew what kind of girls would stand out in Hanfu, and his Huanhuan was definitely one of them.
She is tall and slender. She is not the kind of person who is stunningly gorgeous, nor is she a delicate girl from a small family. She has a very elegant look and is a beauty in the traditional sense.
According to Luo Jingyu's aesthetic concept, a girl with Huanhuan's appearance should be dignified and elegant, with a certain aura, self-confidence, intelligence, elegance, and calmness...
But for some reason, she was very well-behaved and gentle, and her words and actions were particularly appropriate. There was a faint sense of suppressed emotion in her, and she seemed to be more timid and less sharp.
But he had clearly seen her sharpness! When she pressed the button for the 15th floor in the elevator; when she grabbed his arm from behind in the banquet hall; when he watched her dancing outside the dance studio; when she hit him with her bag at the door of 1504; and when she held his head and kissed him madly on the sofa in his house...
Apart from this, Huanhuan is a gentle girl most of the time, and Luo Jingyu occasionally feels confused, not knowing which one is the real Huanhuan.
But there is one thing he is sure of, whether it is the gentle and considerate Huanhuan or the vigorous Huanhuan, he likes them both.
Although he couldn't hear, his heart was very clear. Huanhuan was really good to him, without any reluctance, perfunctoriness, or disgust. She did retreat and struggle at times, but in the end she still chose to be with him. Such a sincere and open heart was impeccable.
Luo Jingyu took something out of her camera bag and placed it in her palm for Zhan Xi to see.
It is a lace clip. The base of the flower is very light green, and the edge of the petals is light pink. It is matched with a few leaves, which is small and delicate.
Zhan Xi asked: "What kind of flower is this?"
Luo Jingyu typed the answer: Hosta.
Zhan Xi laughed: "Is it for me?"
Luo Jingyu nodded.
"How do I wear it?" Zhan Xi picked up the hair clip and wanted to put it directly on his hair, but was stopped by Luo Jingyu.
He took out a small comb and a few hair ties from his bag, stood up, asked Zhan Xi to lean sideways, and helped her comb her hair.
Zhan Xi had very long hair. Luo Jingyu helped her comb it and then rolled up part of her hair to braid a few small pigtails. After tying them up, she put the pigtails into a bun on the right side of her head and fixed it. Finally, she clipped the jade hairpin to her bun.
Zhan Xi had been obedient and let him do her hair. Tourists passing by saw this scene, a young man was actually tying a girl's hair. Several girls in Hanfu looked at this and smiled with their mouths covered, whispering to each other. Zhan Xi looked at them and knew what they were talking about, they must be saying that this young man was so handsome.
After Luo Jingyu helped her put on the side clips, Zhan Xi took out her phone and used it as a mirror, exclaiming, "Wow! So cute! You can actually do such cute little buns!"
What is "Xiaojiujiu"? Luo Jingyu didn't understand, Zhan Xi had already pulled him down to sit next to him and said to him: "Xiaoyu, we haven't taken a group photo yet!"
Luo Jingyu's expression looked a little unnatural. Zhan Xi moved closer to him, almost head touching, and took out his phone to take a selfie. On the screen, he could see the man's shy eyes and the beautiful flower on the girl's head.
Zhan Xi nodded his lips, Luo Jingyu saw it on the screen, blinked, put her arm around Zhan Xi's shoulders, and finally a smile appeared on her face.
"Click!" Zhan Xi pressed the shutter.
"It's really beautiful." She looked at the photo and was very satisfied. She sent it to Luo Jingyu, "Xiaoyu, this is our first group photo!"
Luo Jingyu was also looking at the photo, watching the two people face to face intimately, and couldn't take her eyes away for a long time. It felt like saving the photo on her phone was not enough, she wanted to send it to her parents, to her sister, to Xiaozhe, to Chen Liang, to Teacher Xu...
Tell the world that he has a girlfriend!
After the trip, on the way home in a taxi, Zhan Xi asked about Fang Xu: "Xiao Yu, did you have a good talk with Fang Xu last time? Did he agree to all the requests you made?"
Luo Jingyu thought for a while and typed: I don’t know what to say, it’s okay now, just the same as last year, I don’t know about the future.
Zhan Xi looked at his face and said, "Next time you see Fang Xu, call me and I will help you talk to him."
Luo Jingyu looked at her and didn't respond for a long time.
Zhan Xi held his hand and said, "Really? No matter who you go to see, I can accompany you as long as you are willing. You can tell me what you mean clearly. Once I understand, I can speak for you."
Luo Jingyu lowered her eyes and held her hand tightly. After a while, she finally raised her head and nodded gently to her.
—
In the next few days, Zhan Xi helped Luo Jingyu negotiate two custom orders.
Mrs. Wu wanted to make five peony bonsais, and gave Luo Jingyu her requirements for color and flower shape. The entire work was sold for six thousand.
Miss Fu's sister is getting married at the end of March, and she wants to make a bouquet as a souvenir. The flowers she requested are lilies, lily of the valley and pink roses. Luo Jingyu quoted a market price of five thousand, and Miss Fu did not bargain and paid the deposit directly.
Zhan Xi called Zhan Jie and found out that Qin Fei had returned from a business trip. The two of them were still sleeping in separate rooms and were still in a cold war.
What Zhan Xi couldn't understand was that Zhan Jie had never had a good talk with Qin Fei, and he didn't even understand why Qin Fei wanted a divorce.
Zhan Xi asked: "Did your sister-in-law take the initiative to talk to you?"
"Of course she wants to talk, but I don't want to pay any attention to her. It's just right that we both need to calm down. If we talk about it, we will quarrel." Zhan Jie said impatiently, "Okay, okay, don't meddle in our affairs. What does a child know? It will be fine after a while."
Zhan Xi: “…”
Luo Jingyu is actually a person who cannot sit still. In previous years, he would have a half-month vacation after the Flower Festival. Because it was the season of spring flowers, he would take advantage of this time to go out and collect folk songs and take many photos of flowers.
He also tinkered with some unusual heat-shrink patterns and made some exquisite small ornaments. When he had nothing to do, he would help Chen Liang make a lot of heat-shrink jewelry and sell them at the night market, so that both of them could make some money.
Now he has received two custom orders, each with a one-week deadline. He worked very hard as he was not pressed for time. Especially for the peony bonsai, Luo Jingyu drew several pictures of the shape and only started work after Mrs. Wu confirmed it.
During this time, Fang Xu contacted him and asked him about his next plan. Luo Jingyu told him the truth, that he planned to open a warehouse to accept custom orders at the end of March, and work for a month, and not to make large-scale reservations for the time being, and to focus on July to prepare for the Xizhen Hanfu Festival in October.
The Hanfu Festival lasts for a week and is definitely the largest order of the year. Preparations start in July. Not only are there reservations for themes like the Flower Festival, but there are also custom-made items in cooperation with Hanfu studios. Some ladies are really rich and can spend a lot of money for exquisite and unique flower decorations, so Luo Jingyu will not have time to spare throughout the summer.
Fang Xu: When will you go for further studies this year
What a big fish: go after May Day.
Fang Xu: One month
What a big fish: One and a half months, went there on May 8th, came back around June 20th.
Fang Xu: You can't accept many orders in April. Do you want to open the warehouse a few days in advance? Last time you said it would be on the 25th, why is it pushed to the 30th now? You don't have anything to do, so you can open the warehouse on the 20th.
What a big fish: No.
Fang Xu: Why? You don’t make any money? Custom orders have high profits!
Luo Jingyu was not stupid. She thought that less trouble was better than more and did not want to tell Fang Xu that she had already received two custom orders. After thinking for a long time, she found a perfect reason.
What a big fish: I want to date, I have a girlfriend.
Fang Xu:
Fang Xu: Oh my god! You were so busy in the past few months that you didn’t even have time to sleep, and you still have time to date a girlfriend? Are you kidding me? ? Really
What a big fish: Really.
Fang Xu: Is she deaf too
What a big fish: She listens to people.
Fang Xu: Yu, Yu, you must have been cheated, right? You have just earned some hard-earned money, so you should keep it safe. You never leave the house, is this an online romance? What kind of person is the other person? Tell me about it.
Luo Jingyu: “…”
Strictly speaking, it is indeed an online relationship.
But he didn't want to say it to Fang Xu, he just answered -
What a big fish: No lie! My girlfriend is very cute!