While Lu Qingqing was still looking around for Song Yuying, Lu Mingyu had already locked his eyes on a girl wearing a khaki coat across the road.
Immediately afterwards, before Lu Qingqing could react, Lu Mingyu had already run towards Song Yuying.
Lu Qingqing and Xie Jiaci were left on this side of the road, looking at each other in shock.
Lu Mingyu felt that he had never run so fast in his life, but today it was like he was chasing a fleeting thing, running wildly on the street like a race against time, attracting sideways glances from passers-by.
Song Yuying looked at the out-of-breath, red-faced person standing in front of her, and suddenly felt warm in her heart in the cold December wind.
Lu Mingyu couldn't even catch his breath, and he still stuttered a bit when he spoke, "Song...Song Yuying, we, we meet again."
Song Yuying didn't bother to smile at Lu Mingyu this time. Instead, she grabbed Lu Mingyu's wrist, dragged him and ran towards the other side. Before Lu Mingyu could react, he was already running with her subconsciously.
By the time Lu Qingqing and Xie Jiaci ran over, Lu Mingyu and Song Yuying had long disappeared.
Lu Qingqing looked around for the two of them, "These two are really good at running. They disappeared in a flash. It looked like they were eloping."
Xie Jiaci nodded with deep understanding, "Maybe it's true."
"Bah, bah, bah." Lu Qingqing hit Xie Jiaci.
"Stop talking nonsense here. If my brother really likes Sister Yuying, it's not like my family won't let her in. Why would he run away with her?"
Xie Jia's tone was gentle but showed a hint of naughtiness: "I'm teasing you."
Anyway, Lu Mingyu and Song Yuying have disappeared. Lu Mingyu himself knows the location of the Xie Family Home, and Song Yuying herself is from the capital, so these two people will definitely not get lost if they are together.
Lu Qingqing and Xie Jiaci put it all together and went directly to see the new house they planned to buy.
When they passed by, the door of the house was open, and the old lady was packing things inside.
When I entered the house, I discovered that she was cleaning up her house, cleaning up some garbage and dirty things left behind in previous years. She even borrowed a small cart to transport the garbage. There was also a water basin and a bucket next to it.
Use a rag to clean the edges and corners while cleaning.
Lu Qingqing and Xie Jiaci were both moved when they saw this scene. She didn't have to do so much. The contract for this house had already been signed anyway, and they would accept it, good or bad.
But the old lady still did it, and she still cleaned the house seriously, wanting to preserve the last dignity for the old man who had been with her for many years.
Lu Qingqing watched the old lady carefully tinkering with the house, and inexplicably felt that it was a bit like...
It's like an old mother is sending her daughter off to get married.
The old lady seemed to have lower back pain from squatting for too long. She thumped her waist and stood up, turning around and looking in the direction of the door.
When he saw Lu Qingqing and Xie Jiaci, his eyes curled up: "Xiao Xie, Qingqing, you two are here. I am doing general cleaning of the house. I have never cared about this when I have lived alone in these years.
You don’t know how much dust is hidden in invisible places.”
Lu Qingqing went over and helped the old lady sit down on the chair, "Grandma Wang, actually you don't need to clean so carefully. We won't be moving here in a short time. Just clean it when we move here."
The old lady waved her hand: "No, that's not true. When I sell the house to you, I have to sell you a clean and good house, otherwise I will feel very guilty."
The old lady pursed her lips towards her trolley: "Here, look, I used this trolley to transport three or four loads of waste this afternoon."
Contracts here are moving slower. At that time, the sale of a house was a very serious matter, so even though Xie Jiaci had already entrusted someone with it, it still took two or three days to come through.
While Lu Qingqing was helping the old lady clean the house, she was chatting with her. The old lady asked her what she did for a living, and Lu Qingqing didn't hide it: "I used to make some snacks, but now I mainly make clothes."
Lu Qingqing felt that this was neither an iron job nor a high-paying profession in this era, so the old lady might not be too interested.
Unexpectedly, the old lady's tone was obviously very surprised: "Girl, are you a tailor?"
Lu Qingqing smiled a little sheepishly, "Well, I mainly do design work, but I can also do sewing machines and other things."
The old lady excitedly pulled Lu Qingqing into the house. When she reached the back room and opened the door, the old lady pointed inward as if offering a treasure: "Look, this whole room is my treasure."
Lu Qingqing was very surprised when she looked at the several sewing machines in the room and the various colorful fabrics all over the room. As a designer, she was subconsciously attracted by the various fabrics.
As soon as she touched it in her hand, she knew that these were not the crudely made rags of today. Although it could be seen that they had been here for a long time, these cloths were still very sophisticated and the workmanship was of the highest quality. They could be used anytime when they were taken out.
Can be used.
Lu Qingqing couldn't put it down just by looking at it.
The old lady could see that Lu Qingqing really loved this industry. Her eyes when she looked at Lu Qingqing were full of relief and mixed with some memories.
"Girl, to tell you the truth, my old lady was also a master of sewing machines back then. No one in this area knew about my craftsmanship."
The old lady lowered her tone and said, "If it hadn't been for the chaos in the past few years, I might still be an old tailor."
Lu Qingqing's eyes lingered in the room filled with clothing and equipment, "I can see that you must also love this industry."
"Well, it's not about whether I love it or not. I just didn't know what to do in the early years, so I started this line of work to make some money for my family. Later, I got used to it as I kept doing it."
The old lady's wrinkled hands stroked these pieces of cloth one by one, as if she were touching the years of her youth.
"A small part of these fabrics are what I had left back then, and a large part of them were secretly bought at low prices after the cloth factory closed down... In fact, I don't use them anymore, I just put them away.
It makes me happy to see it at home."
The old lady changed the subject, "It's rare that you also like these things. I can't move these things away anyway, so I'll leave them all to you. If you can use them, you can use them. If you can't use them, it doesn't matter if you throw them all away."
Lu Qingqing quickly declined, "No, no, Grandma Wang, you paid for this. There is no reason to give it to me for free. You can sell it yourself or keep it for use. These are good fabrics. You can take them to the Shanghai market."
It’s also very good.”
The cloths in the old lady's hands are all of good quality. If she really wants to sell them, she can get a good price on any black market. It just depends on what the old lady wants to do with them.
The old lady pursed her lips and pretended to be unhappy, "You girl don't like my old lady's things, don't you?"
"No, no, no, how could it be? These are all good things from you. I'm not blind, so how could I look down on your good stuff?"
The old lady was happy and said, "Then just take it. If you don't take it, I will take it all and throw it away in the trolley!"
Lu Qingqing had no choice but to play like this?
But the old lady had already said this, and she was too embarrassed to refuse anymore.
But now she didn't have the energy to move these things to other places, so she discussed with the old lady to put them here first.
When leaving Mrs. Wang's side, Lu Qingqing was very happy, holding Xie Jiaci's hand and jumping around like a child.
Xie Jiaci looked at her childish side with a smile in his eyes, "Are you picking up money again?"
Lu Qingqing stretched out a finger and shook it, "I'm happier than picking up money!"
"Grandma Wang gave me such a big gift. I don't know how to repay her. Moreover, she said that she still has some old friends. She also bought a lot of cloth when the factory closed down. They are probably still there now.
I have some at home. Can you help me ask them if they can sell them and sell them to me at a low price?"