Chapter 210

Mi Xianger stretched out her hand. "Brother Mo, give me the key to the motorcycle."

Mo Dong Yang hesitated for a moment … To be honest, this was a new motorcycle. He was riding it today to show off. He had just grasped the bike's performance and could barely control it. Of course, he was reluctant to let Mi Xianger ride it.

Just as he was pondering, he felt his hand empty. The key had been snatched away.

Mo Dong Yang hurriedly said, "Don't … be careful!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw Mi Xianger's legs move nimbly to the seat. She inserted the key and twisted it. Taking advantage of the situation, she applied the gas in her hand. With a "boom", the motorcycle started.

In the blink of an eye, Mi Xianger had ridden the bike for about five meters. With a beautiful sharp turn, the bike turned back and headed straight for Mo Dong Yang.

Mo Dong Yang was so scared that his face turned pale. He hurriedly jumped onto the curb. "Brake! Brake quickly! "

Did he need to say that?

Mi Xianger smiled faintly as she pressed the handbrake. The bike immediately came to a steady stop in front of him.

She proudly raised her little chin. "Get on! I'll take you for a ride! "

An expert could tell if there was one when he stretched out his hand!

Mo Dong Yang looked at her coherent movements … He knew that she had "ridden" a lot of motorcycles. He couldn't help but click his tongue in wonder. "This girl. I can't take care of anything, but she always comes up with something new."

He was only in his twenties. To be honest … he wasn't a mature person. After all, he was still young. Of course, he liked exciting things. Deep in his bones, he believed that Mi Xianger was "capable." Moreover, after seeing her "riding skills" twice, he felt an itch in his heart. Without another word, he lifted his legs and was about to get on the bike.

Suddenly, he heard someone scream from behind. "Both of you … stop right now!"

Xu Jingya heard the commotion and hurriedly ran out from the courtyard. How could she not be anxious when she saw that the two of them were going to ride out?

She didn't mention her daughter-in-law but Mo Dong Yang. "Dong Yang, you're not a child anymore. You can be considered someone, right? Why are you still so rash? Mi Xianger is pregnant, yet she still dares to ride a motorcycle. Isn't she going to fly to heaven? If something happens … who's going to be responsible? "

In Xu Jingya's heart, her daughter-in-law and unborn child were the most important things in the world. They were things that she had to protect even at the cost of her own life … She couldn't wait for Mi Xianger to walk. She had to support her from behind. How could she let her ride a motorcycle?

Of course, Mo Dong Yang understood her feelings. He also realized his mistake and smiled embarrassedly. "Fifth Aunt, you see … I'm really muddle-headed. I forgot about this and was only thinking about playing! You didn't see how Mi Xianger looked just now. She was quite handsome! "

Mi Xianger looked at Xu Jingya with a little anger. "Mom, I'm riding a motorcycle, not racing. What kind of problem could there be? I know what I'm doing. I won't risk the child as a joke! "

Xu Jingya didn't listen to her explanation. She reached out and pulled Mi Xianger off the bike. "I don't care what you say. You can't ride a motorcycle!"

She turned to Mo Dong Yang and said, "Dong Yang, it's not that I don't trust your riding skills, but I don't trust this motorcycle …"

Ah?

Mi Xianger almost burst out laughing.

She didn't trust the motorcycle?

What could the motorcycle do?

Could it even throw a tantrum on its own?

Xu Jingya continued, "How about this? Give me Master Feng's address. Mi Xianger and I will take the bus there, and we'll meet there. Is that okay?"

This …

There was no one else like her.

Mi Xianger knew that she couldn't argue with her, so she didn't say anything more. She stuck out her tongue and made a face at her. "Hmph! Mom, you're restricting my personal freedom for the sake of your grandson! "

This was originally a joke, but Xu Jingya took it seriously. "Xianger, I know you're young and playful. It's not easy for you to be pregnant at such a young age. I remember everything you've done for Tiger! Don't worry, I won't mistreat you in the future! Everything I have belongs to you and the child. I won't even give Tiger to him, because even without me, he can take care of himself! "

When she said that, Mi Xianger was even more speechless. She knew that the other party had put in a lot of effort, so she could only obediently follow her to take the bus.

The two of them followed the address and found a small alley on Bin Jiang Road. When they entered, there weren't any shops. It was just a big compound with two stories, and seven or eight families lived there.

Mo Dongyang had been waiting at the entrance for a long time. When he saw the two of them, he quickly made way for them. "Fifth aunt, over here!"

He led them to a small door at the end of the first floor. There wasn't a plaque on the door, but a large piece of white paper was pasted on the door. On it was written with a brush, "Slim trouser leg, taking in odd jobs …"

Forget about Mi Xianger, Xu Jingya couldn't help but feel a little emotional. "Sigh, this is the place? Really! When Feng Shifeng was in his prime, he had a shop on Xiafei Road! I remember it was also a small second floor. It was full of guests, and he even hired a few helpers. There were even two Indians! Now … the situation is really different! "

Just as he finished speaking, an old man came out of the door to welcome them. From the looks of it, he was about 65 or 66 years old. His head was already full of white, his waist was a little lumpy, and his shoulders were a little hunched. His eyebrows and the corners of his eyes showed that he had been through a lot.

When he saw Xu Jingya, he was stunned at first and stopped in his tracks. "This is the Fifth Young Lady of the Xu Family?"

He couldn't help but sigh. "This … time flies. Fifth Young Lady, I still remember the first time you came to my shop to make clothes. You were only 16 or 17 years old, right? I made a red cheongsam for you for the New Year … Sigh! How many years has it been? The world has changed, and we are all old! "

Both of them were a little sad. Mo Dongyang quickly tried to smooth things over. "Old Feng, don't stand outside talking. Let's go inside!"

Feng Shifeng slapped his forehead. "Look at me! I'm really old and confused. Let's go inside! "

He roughly knew where these people came from. He took the opportunity to glance at Mi Xiang 'er … Feng Shifeng could be considered to have seen countless people. He had seen all kinds of characters in the Bund. When he saw Mi Xiang' er, he couldn't help but be a little surprised. He only felt that this girl was not only beautiful, but also had an exceptionally good temperament. In that era, there weren't many little girls with such a "noble demeanor".

He lowered his head and smiled. "Fifth Young Lady, I've heard about you from Young Master Mo …"

He was of the older generation, so he still retained some old-fashioned ways of addressing her. "This Miss Mi is your daughter-in-law? When I look at her … it's a little strange. Miss Mi has your demeanor in the past. She's obviously the daughter of the legal wife! "

This sentence of his was good, praising both the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law.

The group of people entered the house and looked up … the house was considered spacious. The living room had been converted into a workshop. There was a large board by the window, which was the workbench. There were piles of newspapers, fabrics, and cutting tools on it. There were two sewing machines by the wall. Anyway, at a glance, it was an ordinary small sewing workshop.

However, the girl in the house attracted Mi Xiang 'er's attention …

She looked to be about 26 or 27 years old. She was slightly petite, had a small face, and delicate facial features. She had a natural shyness in her demeanor. Presumably, she was born to be an introverted person.

Feng Shifeng hurriedly introduced, "This is my youngest daughter. She's by my side now … Her aptitude is slightly poor, so she can only be my assistant. Her name is Feng Xiuzhu. Xiuzhu, this is Fifth Aunt and her daughter-in-law, Xiao Mi!"

Feng Xiuzhu was obviously not a talkative person. She nodded slightly as a greeting, but her eyes glanced at Mo Dongyang a few more times. Looking at her expression, it seemed a little "interesting".

Feng Shifeng was also a straightforward person and did not beat around the bush. "Xiao Mi was introduced by Young Master Mo, and she's also Fifth Lady's daughter-in-law. Logically speaking, you're not an outsider. There are some things that I have to say first …"

Xu Jingya nodded graciously. "Please speak!"

"Then I'll say it. Fifth Lady is also an old person in the Bund, so you should know my background … I've been an apprentice with a master in Suzhou since I was a child. From the age of five to twenty, I've been learning for fifteen years. I can't say that I have a solid foundation, but when it comes to needlework, there aren't many people in the Bund who can compete with me. Later, I learned some tailoring from foreigners and combined the two to create my own style. Thanks to everyone's love, I have my own small shop …"

Mo Dongyang was a little impatient. "Why are you talking about these trivial matters? We don't intend to check your household registration! "

He had done Feng Shifeng a favor, so when he spoke, his tone was a little more harsh. Feng Shifeng was grateful for his care for so many years, so of course, he did not mind. "Master Mo, let me finish! What I mean is … I can accept Little Mi 'er to learn here, but I don't dare to call myself your master! "

Xu Jingya was an extremely intelligent person. She smiled faintly. "I understand what you mean. You're afraid that my wife's aptitude is too low. She'll learn from you for sixty-three times, but in the end, she'll be nothing. She'll embarrass you if she goes out and says that she's your disciple, right?"

How could Mi Xiang 'er not understand?

Just now, when she entered the door, she heard Feng Shifeng say that his daughter's aptitude was slightly poor, so she could only be an assistant … At that time, she already understood the meaning behind his words.

Mi Xiang 'er was not in a hurry. She formally bowed. "Master Feng, don't worry! Whether you want to teach your disciple or not is your business. As long as I'm learning from you, in my heart … you'll always be my master. I must be respectful! "

These words … Feng Shifeng's heart warmed up. He hurriedly waved his hand. "Where? Where? We're just learning from each other! "

Mi Xiang 'er continued to speak in a natural and unrestrained manner. "Although I'm young and don't know much about your past, Brother Mo once said that when you used to cut clothes … you'd always clear the area! It's obvious that some of your unique skills have been passed down from your ancestors, and you don't want to teach them to outsiders. This is understandable! My aptitude is still shallow, and I've never come into contact with sewing and tailoring before. Indeed, I don't dare to call myself your disciple. I'm afraid that I'll embarrass you! "

After a long period of modesty, she changed the topic … She couldn't always say that she wasn't good, or else the other party would look down on her. "However, I don't dare to say anything else, but I have a good memory. Basically, I won't forget anything that I've seen. In addition, I think I'm a little sensitive to trends …"

How could she not be sensitive?

She was a fashionista of the 21st century. Wasn't it easy for her to go back to the 70s and 80s to talk about trends?

Mi Xiang 'er's beautiful eyes wandered, and she slightly raised her little chin … The sunlight outside the window shone on her exquisite facial features. She was breathtakingly beautiful. "… I'm a stubborn person. I either don't do it, or I do it to the best! That's right, I've just started learning how to sew, so I don't have any basic skills. However, I feel that I'm not worse than anyone else … "

She didn't stand on ceremony, and slowly walked to the workbench. "I can draw a rough design, and let Master Feng evaluate it first to see if I have the qualifications to learn here!"

She simply picked up a pen and paper, sat by the workbench, and started drawing seriously.

When everyone saw her confident look, they couldn't help but be curious … They slowly surrounded her, and when they lowered their heads to look at the drawing paper in Mi Xiang 'er's hands, they were all stunned.

Needless to say, the father and daughter of the Feng family had been drawing clothes for their entire lives.

Mo Dongyang came from a well-off family. He had eight older sisters, and he only had one son. He was the apple of their eyes, so of course he had to receive the best education, and he had to learn the four arts.

Xu Jingya, on the other hand, had a background as a capitalist before liberation. What had she not seen?

Even so …

When the three of them saw Mi Xiang 'er draw a dress, they couldn't help but secretly give her a thumbs up.

Feng Shifeng was looking at the style … clothing! It was refined, simple, but it didn't lose its elegance and nobility.

Mo Dongyang and Xu Jingya were looking at the foundation of the sketch … They saw that Mi Xiang 'er didn't even have to rush to draw. Her smooth lines were fluid, and she outlined the charm in just a few strokes.

Both of them understood in their hearts that the foundation of the drawing couldn't be lied. Mi Xiang 'er was using the "Virgin Skill". Not only did she learn it from a young age, but her level and talent were also extremely high.

Mi Xiang 'er raised her head to look at everyone, and her eyes contained the bright rays of the morning sun … They were like two shining gems. "I don't need much time! Master Feng, after half a year, I will definitely make you proud of me, and I will also bring glory to the Feng family! "