Wu Miaomiao looked at Song Tinglan who was still helping Su Rushu pack his luggage in the carriage at the door, and couldn't help but joke, "I want me to tell you, both you and your mother are lucky. Look at Tinglan's child, who is steady and generous, and has a good reading of poetry and books. With that face alone, he can't pick a handsome guy than him."

Su Rushu hid quietly behind the door with her breasts and admired her pretty face. It was really hard not to agree with her sister Miaomiao's words.

I'm afraid that this face will be like a national husband when thrown into modern times.

Wu Miaomiao smiled even more happily, "If you can have another big fat boy, I don't know how likable it will be."

Su Rushu's face turned red with a "scarlet" moment.

Giving birth? They haven't had a room yet, so where can they have children?

After a while, when he was too busy, Wu Miaomiao continued to entertain guests in the store.

Song Tinglan packed his luggage and strided towards his wife standing at the door of Xiaoxiangfang.

Song Tinglan stretched out a slightly chilling hand and covered her forehead, opening her thin lips lightly, "Why is your face so red, and you're shining by the sun again?"

Su Rushu blushed and continued to look at him. Please stop exuding charm. She is really about to get burned.

When she recalled the childbirth that Sister Miaomiao mentioned just now, Su Rushu looked at Song Tinglan with inexplicable passionate desire, and then a series of hot scenes of children not suitable for her appeared in her mind. She was scared by herself.

Why did you suddenly become so hungry and eat? It's a sin.

As she spoke, Song Tinglan walked through the crowd along the street and bought her a paper umbrella.

A cute little red fox was printed on the umbrella, and she was slid into her small eyes and revealed a little cunning, cheerful and cute.

Song Tinglan put the umbrella in Su Rushu's hands and said seriously, "Last time, Shu'er bought clothes for me in the sun, and she made you pout with me for several days. You said you hate being sunburned the most, so let's take this umbrella to shade the sun from now on."

Su Rushu felt warm. It seemed that the young man was quite good at doing things. He didn't expect that he could remember what he had said so clearly.

"However, the little foxes I saw were all snow-white. Why did you buy me an umbrella with a red fox painted?" Su Rushu played with the umbrella surface and couldn't help but wonder.

"Because in my eyes, you are like a cute little fire fox, who is swaying in his work, and smiles with curved eyebrows and eyes, passionate and unrestrained." I like you like this.

Song Tinglan did not finish the last sentence. He looked Su Rushu into his eyes with a different feeling.

Su Rushu lowered her head and stroked the umbrella, looking very happy.

...

When Jiang Shuyu and Ji Shaoping finished their work from the backyard, they opened the door and saw Su Rushu staring at them with a smile on her eyes.

"Shu'er, when did you come back?" Jiang Shuyu looked at her daughter with a look of joy.

Su Rushu spitted out the melon seeds and looked at her mother with a resentful look on her face, "It's going to rain, my mother is going to get married. I've been back for a whole morning and I haven't seen you Hanxu asking about your health. It seems that my mother only has Uncle Ji in her eyes, and she doesn't have my daughter."

Ji Shaoping blushed and coughed several times. Jiang Shuyu pulled Su Rushu aside in embarrassment, "You smelly kid, what are you talking nonsense? You and Uncle Ji are..."

"It's a childhood sweetheart, made of heaven and earth." Su Rushu decided on a plan for her without waiting for Jiang Shuyu to explain.

"I've asked Sister Miaomiao carefully. She said that Uncle Ji will run to Xiaoxiang Pavilion in this month as soon as he finishes his work in the village, regardless of the weather."

Jiang Shuyu did not deny that Ji Shaoping had indeed helped her a lot in the past month. In fact, it was not just this month. Since the day she and Shu'er moved to Taohua Village, Ji Shaoping has been like this every day, just like when he was pursuing himself.

The simple boy at the village head in my memory overlaps with the calm middle-aged man in front of me, which evokes their dusty past.

Su Rushu looked at her mother who had been thinking for a long time and knew that this kind of thing was too urgent. Now Jiang Shuyu finally got out of Su Dezhong's hurt. If she wanted her to let her go again, it would probably depend on her Uncle Ji's ability.

However, it is hard for Ji Shaoping to warm her mother like this without paying attention to the return. It is better to just do a favor by yourself.

Su Rushu left her mother, turned her head and went forward to talk to Ji Shaoping.

Ji Shaoping stood up and watched the two of them talking uneasy since Jiang Shuyu pulled Su Rushu aside. Although he was also an old uncle who was about to enter the fourth year, he was somewhat embarrassed when others broke his inner feelings, but he was more afraid that this feeling would end in failure.

Su Rushu looked at Ji Shaoping with a restrained look throughout the whole process and smiled slightly, "Uncle Ji, I can feel my feelings for my mother, but you also know the hurt she suffered. It is still a bit difficult for her to accept a new relationship for a while."

"However, I believe that companionship is the longest confession. If you don't dislike Uncle Ji, starting today, I will formally hire you as the owner of the Embroidery Fenfang, as the owner of the Embroidery Fenfang, and help my mother and others open the Embroidery Fenfang together."

Ji Shaoping's eyes lit up, and he was flattered and quickly responded, "Rushu, don't worry, Uncle Ji will not let you down your trust in me."

Su Rushu smiled. Compared with her scumbag father, Uncle Ji is probably really a good man to save the world.

In fact, when she came back this time, she planned to expand the dyeing house of the embroidery workshop, and gradually formed a one-stop service for weaving workshops, dyeing houses, and embroidery workshops, and directly supplied original cloth to the garment store. The final garment was taken orders and sold in her Xiaoxiangfang, so that the profits would be much more than earned by embroidery alone.

If the original intention of running an embroidery workshop was just to fulfill her mother's dream and to allow the Jiang family's ancient embroidery techniques to continue, then now Su Rushu's heart that had decided to continue with the embroidery workshop was rising and becoming more prosperous now, as if she had led the new fashion in the town.

In her eyes, Xiaoxiangfang is no longer a cold building, but a child she has built herself with her own hands. One day she will make it her pride.

...

Since when the business opened a month ago, everyone wearing clothes as models, the most intuitive reflection of their ready-to-wear effect in Xiaoxiangfang. However, when she visited Xiaoxiangfang recently, she realized that their embroidery products were too single, and basically catered to women's needs.

Looking around, it was full of women's shawls, long skirts, embroidered handkerchiefs, etc., but I couldn't take a piece of stuff for men.

So, Su Rushu pulled Song Tinglan overnight and made several sets of men's long gowns and brocade clothes, preparing to hold another clothes exhibition. This time she was about to start dabbling in men's clothes.

However, the only disadvantage of using Song Tinglan as a template to design clothes is that no matter what kind of clothes you wear, they are so handsome that they are so jealous and resentful. It can even be said that Song Tinglan will be so charming that he will be so despairing when he wears a pile of hays.

Therefore, Su Rushu took the opportunity to get into a cold. She planned to make rational use of Song Tinglan's "shortness" and kindly invited him to be her royal male model in Xiaoxiangfang.

Song Tinglan browed and at first some resistance.

Su Rushu started selling miserable mode in minutes, "You are my husband whom I, Su Rushu, married. You know how hard I earn money on weekdays. You finally got your place. You still refuse to cooperate with me for the so-called loyalty and innocence of the man's family. When we are so poor that we drink the northwest wind, you can find the place to cry..."

Seeing that Song Tinglan was scolded and said nothing, Su Rushu gave Zao Tian another one. She quietly walked to him and took advantage of the opportunity to touch Song Tinglan's little head, and coaxed and deceived him, "Brother Lan~ Even if you lose your innocence, I won't leave you, just help me."
Chapter completed!