noffsinger Chapter 744 Not happy
Chapter 744 Not happy
Zhuang Zhiyun is actually not a person who likes to show off, because she has a happy and harmonious family and has everything she needs.
She doesn't like flattery either.
In fact, both the speaker and the listener know clearly how much truth and falsehood there is in the words.
But Nan Shu made her proud.
Nan Shu's efforts should be seen by more people.
She doesn't care about flattery, falsehood, or hypocrisy.
She just wanted more people to know that Nan Shu had contributed to the ready-to-wear design of Tong'an Cloth Shop, and that Nan Shu's efforts and achievements should not be hidden.
As a mother, she wants to promote her child and let more people know that there is a little painter named Yu Nanshu.
She is no longer the daughter of the prefect, Yu Nanshu, nor is she the granddaughter of the uncle, Yu Nanshu, but the garment designer, Yu Nanshu.
"What Madam Yu said is absolutely right!"
After hearing what Zhuang Zhiyun said, Mrs. Huo felt the same way. "As parents, don't we all hope that our children will be well? Unfortunately, my two useless children make me and the master worry all the time. They are not as sensible as your eldest son and Nan Shu. Look! These clothes drawn by Nan Shu are so beautiful. This lady really wants to buy them all."
Zhuang Zhiyun still had a smile on his face, and said, "That's not worrying, that's the responsibility we as parents should fulfill for our children. Isn't it the same for my Jiusi? He joined the army without saying a word, but his father and I were worried for a while. So, every family has its own problems, and Mrs. Huo doesn't need to worry about it."
Seeing the atmosphere between the two becoming more and more harmonious, Mrs. Yi almost twisted her sleeves.
How funny!
The daughter of a prefect and the granddaughter of an uncle, went to the workshop to paint clothes?
Even if the shop belongs to Tongan County, so what if it belongs to Shen Zheng?
The clothes drawn are meant for them, for the ordinary people to wear!
How much does this set of clothes cost?
Mrs. Yi picked up the wooden sign and looked at it, the sarcasm in her eyes was even more obvious.
Two or three hundred coins!
A set of clothes worth two or three hundred coins is the fruit of Miss Renyu's labor! It is the capital for Mrs. Renyu to show off!
It's so funny, ridiculous and hilarious!
I heard that Zhuang Zhiyun was very powerful, and Yu Zhengqing didn't even take a concubine. What was the result?
In the end, not only was it not enough to raise a reckless son, but now here comes a daughter who makes clothes for flat-headed men?
The key point is that Zhuang Zhiyun seems to like it very much and even shows off to them?
Such a shameful thing... If it were her, she would just break the girl's legs, lock her up in the house, and not let her go out at all, waiting for her to get married! She's still making clothes, don't even think about picking up a pen!
As she thought about it, she secretly glanced at Mrs. Huo again.
This fat woman is also very flexible. Even though Yu Nanshu is like this, this woman can still praise her. No wonder her master can be appointed to the sixth rank, it turns out that it was all thanks to her.
She suppressed her disgust, picked up a set of clothes, turned around, and said with a smile: "I think this dress is also very beautiful, Madam Yu, but is it also made by your Nan Shu?"
Pooh! So ugly!
Zhuang Zhiyun's eyes slid across her face, as if he understood everything, yet as if he saw nothing clearly.
"If Madam Yi likes it, just have someone bring it over to try."
Madam Yi was about to speak when Mo Qingwan came over with two sets of clothes, "Madams, you can try on the clothes now."
"Oh, it's finally here." Madam Huo ordered the maid to get the clothes and walked towards the fitting room with a smile, "I really can't wait, Shopkeeper Mo, you have to help me check if it fits."
Mo Qingwan smiled and sent the two of them to the fitting room.
After they disappeared completely, the maid approached Zhuang Zhiyun and whispered, "Madam, Madam Yi..."
"Don't worry about her." Zhuang Zhiyun said in a light voice: "My child, I know it well. Since Nan Shu has chosen this path, there will be people who question her along the way, and there will be bad voices. But these are not important. What is important is Nan Shu's own heart. As a mother, I just want her to be happy. And who said that painting clothes is a shameful thing? Just wait and see, there will be many people who will be dumbfounded in the future, and among them is Madam Yi."
She called the other person Mrs. Yi.
Because she didn't even know the other person's name.
But does it matter?
unimportant.
She did not avoid Yan Qiao when she spoke, and Yan Qiao listened to most of what she said, with a hint of envy and memories flashing in her eyes.
If her mother were still alive...she should be as happy as Miss Yu.
"Madam, would you like to rest for a while?" Yan Qiao asked with a smile, "There is a rest area over in the fitting room. The shopkeeper asked me to prepare tea and snacks."
Zhuang Zhiyun gently pressed his lower back and followed Yan Qiao to the rest area to rest.
She smoothed her clothes and then slowly sat down.
The rest area is not narrow, the flower windows let in light, and the tulle adds to the mood. The soft stools, coffee tables, and green plants are not placed in a compact manner, and the tea on the table is emitting curls of white smoke, which is just right for leisure and leisure.
Zhuang Zhiyun picked up the painted teacup and exclaimed, "The layout of the shop was all Zheng'er's idea, right? It's special, yet just the right amount of comfortable."
Yan Qiao was slightly stunned, then nodded and replied, "Madam, the blueprints of the cloth shop were drawn by Lord Shen, and the furnishings were placed according to Lord Shen's wishes."
Zhuang Zhiyun took a sip of tea, smiling, "Except for her, no one else can think of it."
She was drinking tea when she caught a glimpse of two figures, one red and one green, approaching slowly. The tea got stuck in her throat and she was neither up nor down.
The vision of these two people is surprisingly unique!
"Mrs. Yu, look!" Mrs. Huo lifted her skirt lightly and walked over in small steps. "This cotton cloth is really comfortable. How do you think I look in this dress? I think it's pretty good, but there's no mirror to look at myself..."
"Yes, yes, look this way, ma'am."
Mo Qingwan and Yan Qiao each held a bronze mirror in their hands, standing three feet away from the two men, reflecting their figures.
Zhuang Zhiyun couldn't bear to look at it, so he lowered his head and picked up some snacks.
"Uh..." Madam Huo tried hard to see clearly, then paused for a moment and asked the maid in a low voice, "Is this Madam... a little bit unable to cope with this color? I can't. Red clothes are fine, but why can't big orange flowers be okay?"
The maid looked conflicted.
You said the clothes look good or not, actually they do look good.
Both the pattern and the cutting are unique and eye-catching.
But why did my wife become fatter after putting on this dress?
Looking at Mrs. Yi, the situation is not much better either.
She was already very thin, and after she put on the clothes, it was even more obvious, as if cloth was put on a skeleton.
Compared with Mrs. Huo's "slight hesitation", her displeasure was clearly written on the surface.