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Chapter 1093

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    ? On Mrs. Chen's face, where could she see the previous apprehension, panic, astonishment, and sadness, only happiness remained.

    Although Chen Dajun was smiling, he scratched his head uncertainly. He didn't look like Jia Poxin really paid attention to the gold medal sales. He looked at grandma, then at mother, and said hesitantly: "Mother, grandma  , youdo you all agree?"

    Does no one think that he is a big man holding scissors and a needlework ruler, which is weird and not doing business?

    Although Chen Dajun didn't say anything, the expression on his face was already obvious.

    Chen Daliu couldn't help but say: "You are really, what is this called? The authorities are confused by the onlookers. Not to mention that you have seen a lot of things in the sea, but in China, among those tailors, they are very powerful. Among them  Half of them are male masters."

    "What's wrong with gays, what's wrong with gays, jobs don't distinguish between high and low, and positions don't distinguish between men and women." Chen Daliu said, pointing to Chen Dajun: "You, you, you can't turn your head around."

    "that is!"

    Chen Li couldn't help but rolled his eyes at Chen Dajun, and said angrily: "If the big guy didn't praise you for working hard outside, I would have wondered if you went out to work abroad."

    "Mother~" Chen Dajun had no choice but to say that about his own son.

    Chen Lishi: "It was originally."

    "Tailoring is a craft. Those who know how to do this can support a whole family. You still hide it." This caused me to have an oolong in front of my aunt, but fortunately, my aunt didn't care about it.  .

    Although this sentence was not uttered, everyone can see it from Chen Lishi's face. Chen Daliu nodded in his heart, no, if it is my Congzi or Mingzi, then I will definitely give it to you.  It's a shoe sole, isn't this cheating?

    Mrs. Chen corrected from the side: "Now I'm a designer, not a tailor. It's still different."

    Regardless of her age, she can still keep up with current affairs. She doesn¡¯t understand these new words at first, but if you don¡¯t understand, you can ask. My aunt is not free and there are children who go to school in the village. Ask more and you will understand.

    "Yes, yes, mother, I know." Chen Lishi nodded, and said, "But this kid is not a designer yet, he just learned how to make clothes."

    Chen Dajun smiled embarrassedly: "Yes, I was just thinking about it myself. I definitely can't be called a designer. It's not that easy to be a designer. Even if I'm not as good as my aunt, I still have to study for exams and participate in competitions."  What."

    "Grandma, mother, as for me, I don't know what I will be like in the future. I just know that I like this line of work, so I just study."

    It is true that the authorities are obsessed with the onlookers, and he does not know now, why he thought that others would look at him with weird eyes.

    Perhaps he has studied in an unsystematic way, afraid that others will think he is too ambitious, and he doesn't know how much he has?  !

    In the final analysis, Chen Dajun is afraid of being laughed at. After all, he belongs to Bai Ji. Being laughed at is equivalent to being laughed at by Bai Ji. Bai Ji is the painstaking effort of his aunt, so he dare not.

    After a pause, Chen Dajun continued: "If my aunt hadn't built a garment factory and given me the opportunity to go out to sea to meet the world and get in touch with these things, maybe I would have worked in the village to farm, or went to work, married a wife and had children.  .¡±

    In saying this, Mrs. Chen thought that if her third grandson married a wife and had children, then she would have a few more great-grandchildren, while Mrs. Chen Li thought that although the life of the big guys is like this, the son is now the same as before.  It's very different, and it's a pity that it should be like that.

    Chen Daliu is different. After all, he is the village head and he is often by Bai Xi's side. What he said would have a little sense.

    "It's not bad to marry a wife and have children in an ordinary life. After all, most people's life is like this. However, it is good to be able to find something you like, study hard, and enrich yourself. This is the envy of others.  luck."

    "You boy, study hard, don't let us, let your aunt down."

    Chen Dajun grinned: "Well, village chief, don't worry, I will do my best."

    "Okay, I'm leaving too." Chen Daliu didn't forget to remind: "Take care of your drawings and show them to my aunt tomorrow."

    "Hey!" These words made Chen Dajun excited again.

    If Bai Xi didn't mean tomorrow, Chen Dajun would probably be able to run to the tree house with the blueprint in his arms.

    Chen Daliu left, and Chen Dajun watched the skirt he made being turned over and over by his grandma and mother. The two of them came and went and praised each other. They drank a glass of ice water, or ice water with sugar in their hearts, on a hot day.  oneSo sweet and refreshing.

    Mrs. Chen Li and Mrs. Chen were chatting happily. From the corner of the eye, they saw that Chen Dajun was still there, so they waved to him: "You don't have to hang around here. You can go about your business. Our mothers can talk."

    Chen Dajun looked at the skirt that was being prized by his mother and grandma, opened his mouth, but didn't say anything. He picked up his sewing basket and entered the house. The smile on his face didn't decrease even a day.

    Chen Dajun studied secretly, but he is indeed talented, and he is a good jade that can be carved.

    In just two days, news about Chen Dajun spread in the village, and Bai Daxue also liked fashion design. She was interested in making clothes with needlework since she was a child.

    When I was young, my family was poor, and I didn¡¯t have any material to waste on her, so Bai Daxue took branches to draw on the sand, and also made a small figure out of red clay, and used the red clay to make clothes for the small figure bit by bit.  , or when hunting hogweed, they would pick some large weed leaves and secretly wear them as clothes for the little clay figurines.

    Of course, these are children's fun, and generally they are nothing.

    However, after getting in touch with clothing, seeing the pieces of clothing being bought from her own hands, and seeing the happy faces of the people who came to buy clothes, Bai Daxue's childhood thoughts were awakened.

    She likes to tinker with this, likes to make clothes, and likes to make beautiful clothes for others to wear, just like dressing up little clay figurines when she was a child.

    But like Chen Dajun, she didn't have the chance to go to college, so naturally she couldn't study fashion design systematically.

    Fortunately, I work in the clothing department and have many opportunities to get in touch with clothes. In the eyes of others, these are beautiful and novel clothes, but in the eyes of Bai Daxue, these are not only beautiful clothes, but also a "textbook" for her to study.  The source of her happiness.

    Every time new clothes arrive, Bai Ji's people must work overtime and stay up late, but Bai Daxue's overtime work and staying up late is not just about busy work, but her expectation and love for the new clothes.

    For Bai Daxue, unpacking clothes is a kind of surprise when unwrapping gifts.

    Every time, I can hear her excited exclamation in the warehouse: "Wow, this looks good." (Remember the website website: www.hlnovel.com
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