Quick Wear: BE cannon fodder does not follow the routine

Chapter 689 Marrying the Wrong Man or the Right One? (10)

Gu Cixin opened the yellowed and torn paper and saw the words “A scholar must first learn to doubt.”

I don't know who came up with this anti-Tiangang statement, but Gu Cixin felt that it was very consistent with his current thoughts.

Gu Yuxi said: "A tree as big as two people's embrace grows from a tiny seed; a nine-story tower is built from a pile of earth; a journey of a thousand miles begins with a single step. Brother Xin, if you want to achieve something, you must start with accumulation. Only by understanding the teachings of Confucius and Mencius, the way of a gentleman, can you gather the opinions of many schools and discern the truth."

"Sister, I understand. Even if I don't like the content of the current class, I still have to understand it. As the martial arts book says, if you know yourself and the enemy, you will never be defeated in a hundred battles."

"clever."

Gu Cixin smiled and asked, "Is the author of this book still alive?"

"Anonymous, perhaps what he once proposed was not recognized by the world."

"What a pity! Perhaps the person with ulterior motives doesn't want the world to see it." Gu Cixin hugged the book tightly in his hand, as if it were precious.

The dark clouds have dispersed, the stars are shining, the moon is bright, and under the candlelight, I am studying hard at my desk, investigating things to gain knowledge.

One month later——

"This embroidery is really good. It's rare to find such a craftsman in Menghua City." A woman looked at the lifelike embroidery on the old nanny's collar. The lotus was so lifelike.

"Mother, since you like him, why don't you bring him to the capital?" the man in blue suit said to the woman.

"I'm afraid they won't. After all, a brick falling from the capital can kill an official, let alone a craftsman."

"Mother, don't mention that again." Wu Chenlin reminded.

"Forget it. Now I have to learn to play dumb. However, I have not returned to Beijing for a while. I plan to ask the embroiderer to make some nice clothes for your sisters."

"They are all vulgar things, just enough to wear. Only women like these fancy embroidered ones." Wu Chenlin said disdainfully.

"We have been in Menghua City for two days, and I have not yet visited the city. However, I heard from the servants that many people want to see me and say that they can cure my migraine."

"A poor man in a rich alley has no one to care about him, but a rich man in a remote mountain area has distant relatives. This man is really a stubborn person."

"Don't be so mature. You are almost an adult. I will arrange a marriage for you so that you will have someone caring and taking care of you in the future."

"I have Xiaowu and the others by my side. That maid is so gorgeously dressed and smells so much of powder that I sneeze repeatedly. Forget about the intimate people. Anyway, my elder brother and second brother have already started a family, so you will not lack grandchildren to hug."

"This is outrageous! Are you going to never get married and become a monk for the rest of your life?" The woman kicked Wu Chenlin's calf in anger. This son could not stay. She was easily offended and could not communicate.

Seeing that his mother was a little angry, Wu Chenlin could only move closer and say, "There is nothing important in the army. I can accompany you out today to relax."

"Change your clothes. Didn't I ask someone to make you a few new ones?"

Unable to bear his old mother's concern, Wu Chenlin had to accept his fate and changed into a sky blue coat.

"That's better! Otherwise, seeing you would be harder than seeing a god." The woman nodded with satisfaction.

The mother and son went out, got on the sedan chair, bought a lot of jewelry, toys and gadgets along the way, and unknowingly entered a cloth shop.

"What kind of fabrics would you like to buy? We have many kinds of fabrics in our store. I am happy to introduce them to you."

"I heard that your ready-made embroidery is pretty good, is this all you have?"

"Ma'am, our shop is small, and those who order custom clothes are regular customers. These pieces are samples, and they can also be used to show customers that we have a skilled dressmaker in our shop."

"So that's how it is. A few days ago, the nanny next to me had a piece of clothing repaired by you. I saw the embroidery pattern and I really liked it. Can I meet the embroiderer?"

"Mom!" Wu Chenlin felt that his mother's request was too abrupt. He said embarrassedly, "My mother likes beautiful embroidery. Please don't blame me, sir."

"How could that be? Our shop does not do many custom-made garments. My wife and daughter are the only ones doing embroidery. My wife needs to rest recently, and my daughter has caught a cold. I don't know if she can serve you, Madam."

"It's okay. It doesn't matter how long it takes to make the clothes. Do you have any special materials?"

"Since Madam has said so, then I will lend you a hand to talk."

The man led Wu Chenlin and his mother through the shop. He entered a small compartment and took out a piece of Xizi-colored material with gorgeous brocade clouds.

"I know that Madam has high tastes. She is wearing brocade. This is the only piece of brocade we have in our store right now. It was just woven by my daughter. If you like it, I will sell it to you for 100 taels."

The woman touched the brocade. The color seemed a little darker when she looked closer, but from just two steps away, she felt that it was shining brightly. She couldn't help asking, "What kind of brocade is this?"

"This was woven by my daughter using tools. If anyone asks, she will say it is Shen Guangjin."

"It fits the name of this brocade." The woman said so, but still asked: "Is your wife at home?"

"My wife is at home all day. I will call someone to discuss this with my wife. Please wait for a moment."

The boss led the man to a tailoring room, ordered the waiter to prepare tea, and went through the dyeing workshop.

While waiting for tea, Wu Chenlin looked towards the dyeing workshop and couldn't help but say, "Mother, these fabrics have a light fragrance, and the threads do have many colors."

"Why are you interested in your daughter's things?"

“Clothes aren’t just for girls.”

When the tea came, the host brought over a woman with a good temperament. The other party bowed slightly and said, "Greetings, Madam, Master."

"Thank you for being so polite, Madam Boss. We are just guests."

"There are many customers coming and going in the store, but it is rare to see such distinguished customers as you two."

"Madam, this lady wants to make some clothes and some embroidered items."

As soon as the man explained the reason for his visit, the waiter came running over and said, "Boss, the inspector sent someone to pick up the items, but the original items are all sold out."

Gu Erfang's face was not looking very good, and he said to Wu Chenlin and the others: "I have other things to do in the store, so I may have to leave for a while. Sorry."

"Master, go ahead. It's not a big deal for women to chat."

Wu Chenlin could no longer sit still after a while, so he stood up and asked the waiter holding a piece of cloth at the door, "Where is the toilet?"

"Sir, please walk along the blue cloth over there. There is a door at the end. Push the door open and turn left."

After leaving the toilet, Wu Chenlin knew without guessing that his talkative mother must still be chatting, so he walked around the dyeing workshop.

As he was walking around, he saw a door ajar and heard a creaking sound from inside, which aroused his curiosity.

"Sister, take a break. Don't be in a hurry to make clothes for me."

"What do you mean by making clothes for you? It's a rare opportunity for you to have a good rest instead of coming here to accompany me, your old sister."

"Pfft! You haven't even reached the age of marriage yet, how can you be old? But I don't know how to put chickens and rabbits in the same cage. There are so many things to deal with. It would be better to keep the chickens and rabbits in separate cages."