Mi Xaing 'er stretched out her hand and said, "Brother Mo, give me the keys to the motorcycle."
Mo Dongyang hesitated for a moment … To be honest, this motorcycle was newly bought and he rode it out today to show off. He had just gotten the hang of the motorcycle's functions and could barely drive it. Of course, he was reluctant to let Mi Xaing 'er ride it.
Just as he was pondering, he felt that his hand was empty. The keys had been snatched away.
Mo Dongyang hurriedly said, "Hey, don't … be careful!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Mi Xaing 'er nimbly got onto the seat. She inserted the key and twisted it. She took the opportunity to pump the gas. With a "vroom", the motorcycle started.
In the blink of an eye, Mi Xaing 'er had driven the motorcycle about five meters away. With a beautiful sharp turn, the motorcycle turned around and headed straight for Mo Dongyang.
Mo Dongyang was so scared that his face turned pale. He hurriedly jumped onto the curb and said, "Stop! Hurry and stop! "
Did he even need to say that?
Mi Xaing 'er smiled faintly and pressed the handbrake. The motorcycle immediately came to a steady stop in front of him.
She proudly lifted her chin and said, "Get on! I'll take you for a spin! "
Once an expert showed her hand … one would know if she was skilled or not!
Mo Dongyang looked at her consecutive movements … he knew that she often "rode" motorcycles. He couldn't help but click his tongue in amazement. This girl, I can't take care of her at first glance. 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 and of course, he liked some exciting things. Deep down, he believed that Mi Xaing 'er was "skilled". Furthermore, after seeing her "riding skills", he felt an itch in his heart. Without another word, he lifted his leg and got on the motorcycle.
Suddenly, he heard a scream from behind. "Both of you … stop!"
Xu Jingya heard the noise and hurriedly ran out of the yard. As soon as she saw the two of them riding out, how could she not be anxious?
Instead of talking about her daughter-in-law, she directly talked about Mo Dongyang. "Dongyang, you're not young anymore. You can be considered a big shot, right? Why was he still so rash? Mi Xaing 'er was pregnant, and she still dared to ride a motorcycle. Wasn't she looking for trouble? If something happens … who's going to be responsible? "
In Xu Jingya's heart, her daughter-in-law and the child in her belly were the most important thing in the world. She would protect them even at the cost of her own life … She wished she could support Mi Xaing 'er when she walked. How could she let her ride a motorcycle?
Mo Dongyang naturally understood her feelings and realized his mistake. He smiled sheepishly, "Fifth Aunt, you see … I'm really muddle-headed. I forgot about this and was only thinking about having fun! You didn't see how Mi Xaing 'er looked just now. She was quite handsome! "
Mi Xaing 'er looked at Xu Jingya a little angrily. "Mom, I'm riding a motorcycle, not racing. What could go wrong? 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 Xaing 'er off the bike. "I don't care what you say. Anyway, you can't ride a motorcycle!"
She turned to Mo Dongyang and said, "Dongyang, it's not that I don't trust your riding skills. I just don't trust this motorcycle …"
Huh?
Mi Xaing 'er almost laughed out loud!
She didn't trust the motorcycle?
What could the motorcycle do?
Could it throw a tantrum on its own?
Xu Jingya continued, "How about this? Give me Mr. Feng's address. Mi Xaing 'er and I will take the bus there. We'll meet there, okay?"
This …
There was no one else.
Mi Xaing 'er knew that she couldn't persuade 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. "Xiang 'er, I know you're young and playful. It's not easy for you to have a child 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 will belong to you and the child. I won't even give Tiger anything. Because even without me, he can take care of himself! "
After she said this, Mi Xaing 'er was even more speechless … She knew that Xu Jingya had good intentions, so she could only obediently follow her to take the bus.
The two of them followed the address and found a small alley on Binjiang Road … They went in to take a look. There weren't any shops, just a large courtyard. It was a small two-story building with seven or eight families living there.
Mo Dongyang was already waiting at the door. When he saw the two of them, he quickly made way for them to go to the first floor. "Fifth Aunt, this way!"
He led them to a small door at the end of the first floor. There was no plaque on it, only a large piece of white paper pasted on the door. On it was written with a brush: Slender Trouser Leg, Odd Jobs.
Mi Xaing 'er wasn't surprised, but Xu Jingya couldn't help but sigh. "Sigh, this is the place? Seriously! When Feng Shifeng was doing well, he opened a shop on Xiafei Road! I remember that it was also a small two-story building with many guests. He even hired a few helpers, including two Indians! Now … the situation is really different! "
As soon as he finished speaking, an old man appeared at the door. He looked to be about sixty-five or sixty-six years old, with a head full of white hair. His waist was slightly lumpy, and his shoulders were slightly stooped. His eyebrows and the corners of his eyes carried some vicissitudes of life. One look and one could tell that he had experienced hardships.
When he saw Xu Jingya, he was first stunned and stopped in his tracks. "Is this the fifth daughter of the Xu family?"
He also couldn't help but sigh. "This … the days have passed too quickly. 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 to wear for the New Year … Sigh! How many years have passed in the blink of an eye? Things have changed, and we are all old now! "
Both of them were a little sad. Mo Dongyang quickly tried to smooth things over. "Old Feng, don't stand outside and talk. Let's go in quickly!"
Feng Shifeng slapped his forehead. "Look at me! I'm really old and muddle-headed. Let's go in quickly! "
He roughly knew the background of these people and took the opportunity to glance at Mi Xaing 'er … Feng Shifeng could be considered to have seen countless people and had seen all kinds of characters in the Bund. When he saw Mi Xaing' 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 this kind of "noble demeanor".
He lowered his head and smiled slightly. "Fifth Young Lady, I've heard from Young Master Mo …"
He was from the older generation, so he still had some old ways of addressing people. "This Miss Mi is your daughter-in-law? When I saw her … I felt that it was a little strange. Miss Mi is very much like you in the past. She's obviously the daughter of the first wife! "
His words were so good that both the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law praised her.
The group of people entered the house and looked up … The house was quite spacious. The living room had been converted into a workshop. There was a large plank by the window that served as a workbench. There were some newspapers, fabrics, and cutting tools piled on top of it. There were two sewing machines by the wall. In any case, with a cold look, it was a very ordinary sewing workshop.
However, the girl in the house attracted Mi Xaing 'er's attention …
She looked to be around twenty-six or twenty-seven years old. Her figure was petite and her face was small. Her facial features were delicate and pretty, and there was a natural shyness in her demeanor. She was probably an introverted person by nature.
Feng Shifeng hurriedly introduced, "This is my youngest daughter. She's by my side now … She's not very talented, so she can only be my assistant. She's 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. From the look in her eyes, it seemed to be a little "interesting".
Feng Shifeng was also a straightforward person. He did not beat around the bush. "Xiao Mi was introduced by Young Master Mo, and she's also Fifth Young Lady's daughter-in-law. Logically speaking, she's 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 Young Lady is also a veteran in the Bund, so you should know my background … I've been apprenticed to a master in Suzhou since I was a child. From the age of five to twenty, I've been learning for 15 years. I dare not say that I have a solid foundation, but when it comes to needlework, not many people in the Bund can compare with me. Later, I learned some tailoring from a foreigner and combined the two to create my own style.
Mo Dongyang was a little impatient. "Why are you nagging about these things? We don't intend to come to your house to check your household register! "
Feng Shifeng was indebted to him, so his tone was a little harsh when he spoke. Feng Shifeng was grateful for his years of care, so of course, he did not take it to heart. "Young Master Mo, let me finish! What I mean is … I can accept Xiao Mi to study here, but I don't dare to consider myself as her master! "
Xu Jingya was an extremely intelligent person. He smiled faintly. "I understand what you mean. You're afraid that my wife's aptitude is too stupid. If she learns from you and turns out to be nothing in the end, she'll embarrass you if she goes out and says that she's your disciple, right?"
How could Mi Xaing 'er not understand?
When she entered the door just now, she heard Feng Shifeng say that her daughter's aptitude was slightly poor and could only be an assistant … At that time, she had already understood the meaning behind his words.
Mi Xaing 'er was not in a hurry to enter. He bowed formally. "Master Feng, don't worry! It's your business whether you want to teach or not. As long as I learn from you, in my heart … you'll always be my master, and I have to treat you with respect! "
These words … Feng Shifeng's heart warmed up. He quickly waved his hand. "What? What? We're just learning from each other! "
Mi Xaing 'er continued to speak naturally and gracefully. "Although I'm young and don't know much about your past, Brother Mo once said that when you used to tailor clothes … you had to clear the area! It's obvious that you don't want to teach your ancestral skills to outsiders. This is also understandable! My aptitude is still shallow, and I've never come into contact with sewing and tailoring. Indeed, I don't dare to consider myself as your disciple for fear that I'll embarrass you! "
After being modest for a long time, she changed the topic … She could not always say that she was not good. She did not want to be looked down upon by him. "However, I don't dare to say that I have a good memory. I basically won't forget anything that I've seen. Also, I think that I'm still somewhat aware of trends …"
How could she not be aware of trends?
She was a 21st-century fashionista. Wasn't it easy for her to go back in time to talk about trends in the 70s and 80s?
Mi Xaing 'er's beautiful eyes wandered around, and she slightly raised her small chin … The sunlight outside the window shone on her delicate facial features. She was so beautiful that it was suffocating. "… I'm a bit stubborn. If I'm going to do something, I'll do it to the best of my ability! Yes, 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 did not stand on ceremony and walked slowly to the workbench. "I can draw a rough design and let Master Feng evaluate it first to see if I'm qualified to learn here!"
She simply picked up a pen and paper, sat down at the workbench and started to draw seriously.
When everyone saw how confident she was, they could not help but feel curious … They slowly gathered around and looked down at the paper in Mi Xaing 'er's hand. They were almost stunned.
The Feng father and daughter were needless to say, they had been drawing clothes their entire lives.
Mo Dongyang's family was well-off since he was young. He had eight older sisters and only one son, so he was the apple of their eye. Of course, he received the best education and had to have learned the four arts.
Xu Jingya was even more so. With her background as a big capitalist before the liberation, what else had she not seen?
Even so …
When the three of them saw Mi Xaing 'er draw a dress, they could not help but secretly give her a thumbs up.
Feng Shifeng was impressed by the style! Refined, simple, yet elegant and noble.
Mo Dongyang and Xu Jingya were impressed by the basic skills of sketching … They saw that Mi Xaing 'er did not hesitate when drawing. Her lines were smooth and smooth, and she outlined the charm with just a few strokes.
Both of them knew in their hearts that there was no way to lie about the basic skills of drawing. Mi Xaing 'er was a "virgin skill". Not only did she learn it from a young age, but she was also very skilled and talented.
Mi Xaing 'er raised her head and looked at everyone. Her eyes were filled with the bright morning sun … as if they were the two brightest gems. "I don't need much time! Master Feng, after half a year, I'll definitely make you proud of me. I'll also bring the Feng family back to glory! "
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