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Chapter 63 Making Shoes

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    The summer is short, and the huge courtyard is empty, only the cicadas on the poles of the plane trees, chirping from time to time, which is disturbing.

    Dong Fang dug out a piece of black flannelette from the old-fashioned wooden box at home, thinking that her father hadn't changed shoes for a long time, so she made up her mind to embroider a pair by herself.

    She held the embroidery needle in her hand, and she didn't know how long she had been embroidering, but she felt sleepy and couldn't stop covering her eyelids.  Feeling really tired, Dong Fang leaned on the back of the bamboo chair, thinking about closing her eyes and resting her mind.

    Confused, as if there is some shadow shaking.  Dong Fang forced her jerky eyelids to open, only to see that it was Jun Tao who had returned.

    She hurriedly sat up, "Second brother, are you back?"

    Jun Tao giggled and laughed twice, but took the sole of the shoe in Dong Fang's hand and looked up and down for a long time.  The lines on the sole are neat, and the chrysanthemum pattern is embroidered in the middle, the workmanship is really outstanding.

    "Hey, sister, when will you embroider a pair for me too, look at the craftsmanship."

    Dong Fang waved her hand, put down the needle and thread in her hand: "Look at the oil in your mouth, did you have lunch with Xiaoxiao today?"

    Jun Tao was not in a hurry to reply, but Zuo Gu said to him: "Look at you, you were all asleep just now. If some small thief enters the house, it must not scare people to death."

    "Don't change the subject with me, I'm asking you something. Where have you been and what are you doing?" Dong Fang asked seriously, "Dad just asked, saying that you haven't been at home for the past two days,  I don't know what to do."

    "Sister, what did you say?" Jun Tao felt a little nervous, so he hurriedly stepped forward and smiled flatteringly.

    "Well" Dong Fang played tricks on purpose, and asked back: "You didn't tell me why you went there at noon, why should I tell you?"

    "That's right, I'm afraid of you, Aunt Dong." Jun Tao made an exaggerated gesture of begging for mercy, and then looked at Dong Fang through the slits in his eyes: "I'm going to Xianshui Winery.  A piece of vegetable rice."

    Dong Fang smiled: "Finally, I have told the truth. Don't worry, I didn't tell Dad anything. You can explain it yourself when you have a chance."

    Hearing this, Jun Tao heaved a sigh of relief: "This Xiaoxiao's mouth is so tight, you say I have been chasing her for several months, and she just refuses to nod in response. Every time I go to her, don't you say  I want to study at the sommelier's place, I just work hard in the office, it's hard work, I just took a chance today, like squeezing toothpaste, I reluctantly agreed to have lunch with me."

    Dong Fang carefully tasted Pin Juntao's words, and knew that he was a foolish kid who didn't understand: "You know that people are busy, but you insist on approaching them, isn't that annoying?"

    "Hey, sister, you don't know, this Xiaoxiao is a flower in their Xianshui winery, how many people are greedy. If I don't chase after me, I will be robbed halfway, and there is really no place.  Let's reason." Jun Tao scratched his head annoyedly while talking.

    Dong Fang let out a "chi" laugh, and poked Jun Tao's forehead: "If I had this vigor in doing business back then, I wouldn't worry about not being able to do anything."

    Jun Tao waved his hands again and again: "Sister, don't laugh at me. Whether it's studying or doing business, I can't do anything. But I can't stand it. I just like Xiaoxiao. I'm crawling with ten thousand ants in my heart."  It's like, it's uncomfortable."

    "You are really brainless, Xiaoxiao has no time to talk to you, so you can go to someone's house to help with some work." Dong Fang took the black flannel and patted it twice, shaking the dust along the way.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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