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Wedding dress.
There is a mannequin inside, and on the mannequin is a wedding dress.
It was a semi-finished product, and many parts were not finished yet. Many places were simply fastened with pins, and there were sewing kits and design drawings beside it.
The window was opened with a small slit, and the breeze blew through the slit, and the misty yarn was blown up, like a girl's dream, light and dreamy.
Tong Xiaoman's eyes were a little moist.
Ou Zeye, who didn't know what happened, turned his head to look at Tong Xiaoman, "Your brother is just beginning to fall in love, put on a model"
He didn't finish his sentence because he saw Tong Xiaoman's eyes filled with tears.
Although he didn't know why she felt so full of emotions when she saw a wedding dress.
Tong Xiaoman closed the door directly, and when she turned her head away, she wiped the corner of her eyes, "Okay, you've seen it all, go sit in the living room, I'm going to cook!"
Ou Zeye didn't say anything, but obediently went back to the living room, picked up the water that Tong Xiaoman poured for him.
Tong Xiaoman walked into the kitchen, closed the kitchen door, and then turned on the range hood.
The range hood in their house is old-fashioned, with a loud, rumbling sound that can overwhelm all sounds.
Tong Xiaoman sat on the floor, hugging his knees and crying loudly.
When she first saw the child's clothes in Tong Xiaolei's room, she was not so sad.
Tong Xiaolei prepared many children's clothes for Tong Xiaoman, from newborn to one month, to a hundred days old, to half a year old, to one year old
One set for boys and one set for girls.
At that time, she just felt a little sad, and jokingly said that her brother really wanted to be an uncle.
Until she saw this wedding dress, she could no longer hold back her tears.
Her younger brother, Tong Xiaolei, was sentenced to death by a doctor since he was very young. The doctor said that he would not live past the age of seventeen.
This year, it happens to be his seventeenth year.
Before he left, he made all the preparations. That's right, he should have known that he might not live long, so he started to prepare for all this.
After crying for a while, Tong Xiaoman wiped away her tears, sat up, and officially started preparing dinner.
Ou Zeye's eyes fell on the room with the tightly closed door, he was still too curious, so while Tong Xiaoman was in the kitchen, he gently opened the door of that room again.
This is really a simple room. The two rooms are similar. The furniture inside is very old, but it is clean and tidy.
That clean and tidy appearance really doesn't look like a boy's room.
Ou Zeye picked up the design drawings next to the wedding dress and looked at it. It was a thick stack of design drawings with various wedding dresses on it.
It is estimated that there are many designs, and this one was finally selected.
There was a boxy storage box beside the bed, Ou Zeye opened it curiously, and inside was a piece of clothes that couldn't be smaller.
There are different sizes, but it seems that each model has two pieces, one pink and one blue.
These things made Ou Zeye vaguely feel something, he was worried that Tong Xiaoman would find out, so he quickly exited the room and closed the door.
Tong Xiaoman was really quick enough to cook, and within a short while, a burst of fragrance entered Ou Zeye's nose through the crack of the door.
Ou Zeye got up and opened the kitchen door, and a rumbling sound rushed out.
Seeing Tong Xiaoman's back cooking, he suddenly had an urge to hug her from behind.
Tong Xiaoman turned around and looked at him, "Close the door quickly, the oily fume has run into the room!"
"Oh." Ou Zenye had no choice but to leave the kitchen.
After a while, Tong Xiaoman made a few stir-fries and put them on the table one by one.
Shredded pork with sharp pepper, crispy chicken bones with hot and sour chicken, stir-fried beans, hot and sour lotus root, colorful and beautiful.
Wisps of fragrance penetrated into Ou Zeye's nostrils, making him swallow.
"There is also a beef brisket stewed with tomato. It will take a while to prepare. Make another soup and it will be ok." Tong Xiaoman is very satisfied with today's dishes.
Sitting at the dining table, Ou Zeye was already eager to try.
"I never thought you could really cook!" Ou Zeye gave Tong Xiaoman an approving look.
Although he is not very sociallyHowever, I often hear from Quan Bin that girls nowadays can't even wash a bowl, let alone cook.
"Nonsense! I started cooking when I was ten!" Tong Xiaoman raised her eyebrows quite proudly.
Ou Zeye was dumbfounded, what kind of tribulation made a girl cook at the age of ten?
He remembered that in the information Cheng Hao gave him, Tong Xiaoman's family ran a winery, and their family shouldn't let a ten-year-old girl cook?
"Is no one cooking for you? Why did you start cooking at the age of ten?" Ozawano asked curiously.
Just as Tong Xiaoman opened his mouth to answer, he suddenly smiled calmly, "That's because no one will do it for you. The children of the poor have long been in charge of the house. Sit down, and I'll go and see the pot."
After finishing speaking, Tong Xiaoman turned and went back to the kitchen.
Ou Zeno realized that this is a girl with a story, yes, she still has many stories and many doubts.
He wants to dig out one by one!
Soon, Tong Xiaoman's tomato stewed beef brisket was also on the table, and there was only one soup left, and she slowly stirred it in the pot with a spoon.
Just at this moment, there was a knock on the door.
Because the range hood in the kitchen was turned off, Tong Xiaoman also heard it in the kitchen.
"Open the door for me, maybe it's for the gas fee." Tong Xiaoman called out to Ou Zeye outside.
In an old community like this, all the facilities are old, and there is no smart meter installed in Zengqi, and the habit of collecting gas bills from door to door is still retained.
Ou Zeye got up and went to open the door. When he opened the door, he saw a young boy standing at the door.
The boy looked about seventeen or eighteen years old, with a very thin body and no flesh on his face, but his appearance was very delicate, with fair skin, a pair of bright eyes, and neat short hair that looked very refreshing.
He is wearing a white short-sleeved shirt, dark blue sweatpants, and a backpack.
The boy was also taken aback when he saw Ou Zeye.
Two people looked at me and I looked at you, but neither of them said a word.
Tong Xiaoman didn't hear any sound outside, so he immediately turned off the fire, and when he came out, he saw the person at the door, and his face turned pale with shock.
"Xiao, Xiaolei" Tong Xiaoman walked to Ou Zeye's side slowly.
Hearing Tong Xiaoman's affectionate address, Ou Zeye probably knows who the person in front of him is?
"Sister this is"
Today is Thursday, Tong Xiaolei's school is dormitory, and every holiday is on Friday, so Tong Xiaoman dared to bring Ou Zeye back boldly.
How would she explain Ozawano?
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