After New Year's Day …
Mi Xaing 'er still went to Feng Shifeng's tailor shop as an apprentice …
A few days later, Mo Dongyang came looking for her. Coincidentally, Feng Shifeng wasn't around. Feng Xiuzhu and Mi Xaing 'er were tailoring clothes in the house. When they heard the door open, they turned to look. Mi Xaing' er didn't react, but Feng Xiuzhu immediately blushed and lowered her head.
Mi Xaing 'er glanced at her sensitively … After three to four months of getting along, she felt that Feng Xiuzhu was a good girl. It was just that she was too introverted and hadn't had a boyfriend yet. She was already 26 or 27 years old, but she still didn't want to get married. This made Feng Shifeng sigh all the time. Occasionally, he would say a few words to her.
"Your mother passed away early, and your sister is already married. You can't always stay by my side. I'm not chasing you away, but you have to live your own life."
"If there's someone you like, just tell me … If you're embarrassed, I can go and propose marriage!"
"For a girl your age, don't set your sights too high. It's fine as long as it's not too far off."
"…"
In short, parents urging marriage was the same no matter what era it was.
No matter what her father said, Feng Xiuzhu didn't respond. No one knew what she was thinking.
At this moment …
When she saw Mo Dongyang come in, she blushed and hurried to the kitchen to brew a pot of tea. She turned sideways and poured a cup for Mo Dongyang. "Big Brother … Mo, please have some tea!"
She didn't call him "Young Master Mo" like her father did.
Mo Dongyang nodded casually and casually took the teacup. He accidentally touched her fingertips. Feng Xiuzhu hurriedly took half a step back. Her hand loosened a little too quickly, and the teacup fell to the ground with a clatter and broke into two.
Feng Xiuzhu's face turned even redder. She hurriedly bent down to pick up the pieces.
Mo Dongyang exclaimed, "Be careful of your hand!"
Feng Xiuzhu raised her head and looked at him. Her hand really touched the shard. She frowned and hissed. She quickly put her finger in her mouth and sucked on it.
Although Mo Dongyang wasn't a warm guy, he was very attentive. Seeing this scene, he grabbed a towel, squatted down, and handed it to Feng Xiuzhu.
As soon as their eyes met, Feng Xiuzhu quickly lowered his head.
Mo Dongyang was probably used to her shyness … After all, they had known each other for many years. He didn't pay much attention to it. "Hey, are you bleeding? Hurry up and wipe it! If there's a wound, wash it with water. Don't forget to apply mercurochrome! "
Mi Xaing 'er also walked over slowly. "Sister Xiuzhu, are you alright?"
He quickly tried to clean up the broken pieces.
Mo Dongyang immediately stopped him. "You're pregnant, don't come over here! There's water on the floor. Be careful not to fall again. "
He bent down and swept all the broken pieces into a basket …
Feng Xiuzhu stood at the side and watched … She saw Mo Dongyang's thick short hair, which made his facial features look even clearer. Under his black woolen jacket, he wore a collared sweater, which showed off his well-proportioned and slender figure. His devilish aura carried a hint of elegance. She couldn't help but be mesmerized by him.
Mi Xaing 'er pursed her lips and smiled. She nudged her lightly with her elbow.
Feng Xiuzhu seemed to have woken up from a dream. Her face was as red as an apple. She held her big braids with both hands and turned to rush out of the door.
Mo Dongyang was still a little puzzled. He muttered softly, "What's the meaning of this? Why did she suddenly run away again?"
Mi Xaing 'er tilted her head. Instead of answering, she asked, "Brother Mo, I've known you for so long, but I haven't seen your girlfriend!"
Mo Dongyang smiled mischievously. "You haven't, right?"
"No!"
He bared his big white teeth. "I haven't seen her either!"
Mi Xaing 'er blinked her big, watery eyes. "Then … Brother Mo, do you mind if I ask, what kind of person are you looking for?"
Mo Dongyang was a little embarrassed … Probably because he wasn't used to talking about this with a girl.
He scratched his forehead. "This … it's not up to me to decide, right? Love isn't something you can get just because you want it. You like her, but she doesn't like you back. In the end, you'll end up with the most unlikely pair! Take you and Yun Laohu for example. I still can't see how the two of you can end up together. Anyway, it's up to fate! It's all up to God's arrangement! "
Mi Xaing 'er nodded silently. She walked slowly to the door and suddenly pulled it open … Feng Xiuzhu was standing outside, bending over to listen to the sounds in the room. When she saw Mi Xaing' er, she smiled sheepishly and said, "I … changed Brother Mo's cup!"
Mi Xaing 'er hesitated for a moment before leaning forward slightly. She lowered her voice and said in her ear, "Sister Xiuzhu, sometimes a woman can't just be passive. She has to take the initiative to fight for her own happiness."
Feng Xiuzhu stared at her blankly. She didn't know what to say.
Mo Dongyang asked curiously from behind, "What are the two of you whispering about?"
Feng Xiuzhu's face was obviously nervous. She grabbed Mi Xaing 'er's arm with one hand and shook her head gently.
Mi Xaing 'er understood … She liked Mo Dongyang, but she didn't have the courage to confess. She was even afraid that he would see through her, so she deliberately changed the topic. "Brother Mo, we were just discussing changing a pot of good tea for you!"
"Oh! There's no need for that. I'm leaving now! " Mo Dongyang took it seriously and quickly walked out of the room. "I'm here to talk to you about something. I've already contacted Wu Jiefang. He'll be there tonight. Is there anything else you need to prepare?"
Wu Jiefang?
That meant they were going to gamble tonight.
Mi Xaing 'er thought for a moment. "Then let's buy some poker cards? No matter what we're playing, poker cards will be useful! "
Mo Dongyang usually thought that he was quite smart, but every time he worked with Mi Xaing 'er, he couldn't guess what she was thinking or what her next move would be. He simply gave up and nodded. "Okay then. I'll come and pick you up then!"
He didn't hesitate and quickly walked out of the Feng family's courtyard.
Mi Xaing 'er then turned to Feng Xiuzhu. She crossed her arms in front of her chest and didn't say anything. She just looked at her with a smile.
Feng Xiuzhu was embarrassed by her gaze. She lowered her head and pretended to work again … But her mind wasn't on the clothes at all. She had been "practicing" for so many years. Sewing buttons? When she was young, she actually pricked her hand with a needle.
Mi Xaing 'er sighed softly … She didn't intend to be nosy and force her. She supported her waist and sat back in the chair. She lowered her head and continued to cut. She asked quietly, "Sister Xiuzhu, do you want to talk about it? How did you and Brother Mo get to know each other? "
She didn't expect Feng Xiuzhu to answer, but she didn't expect her to speak up … No matter how introverted she was, she needed to find an outlet to vent her feelings. "Mo Dongyang and I were elementary school classmates!"
"Ah?"
Feng Xiuzhu took a deep breath, as if she wanted to say all the words that she had been holding back for so many years. "He has eight sisters, but he only has one precious son. His family spoils him a lot, and he has a bad temper. We students have given him the nickname … Mo Jiubao!"
"…"
"After we went to junior high school together, my family's situation deteriorated day by day. There were people who bullied me in school. There was even one time … a few Red Army soldiers wanted to cut my hair. You know my personality. I didn't know how to resist and I didn't dare to resist. I was pressed to the ground and half of my head was shaved. Then Mo Dongyang came …"
Feng Xiuzhu faced the window slightly. The warm afternoon sun shone on her and she looked different. A warm smile replaced her usual loneliness. "I don't know why he helped me. Maybe it's because … we went to the same school? Anyway, he fought with a few Red Army soldiers bare-handed because of me. "
"…"
"After that, he won. With a swollen eye and a black eye, he came over with a limp. He put his old military cap on my head to cover my ugly hairstyle. I remember it very clearly. It was October and the sun was especially beautiful …"
She stopped talking and her eyes were filled with longing. It was as if she had traveled through time and space and returned to that unforgettable scene in an instant.
Oh!
So they were childhood sweethearts, the hero saving the damsel in distress.
Mi Xaing 'er didn't continue and waited for her to continue.
After a long time …
Feng Xiuzhu seemed to have woken up from a dream. She played with her braids shyly and continued, "After that, my father moved here to open a shop. Of course, he was bullied. No matter what happened to our family, as long as Mo Dongyang knew about it, he would come to help. You can say that if it wasn't for him, my family wouldn't have survived until now. My father might have moved back to his hometown and not stayed in Shanghai!"
She blushed again. "Anyway, I think Mo Jiu is a good person. No matter what others say about him or think of him … in my eyes, he is an indomitable man."
Mi Xaing 'er narrowed her eyes and crossed her arms. "Sister Xiuzhu, why don't you test him and see what he thinks? Maybe … he likes you too! "
Feng Xiuzhu smiled bitterly and shook her hand. "Me? How can I be good enough for Mo Jiu? I don't look outstanding, my personality isn't likable, and I'm getting older … He's a big shot in the Bund, and there are many girls chasing after him! "
"Sister Xiuzhu, don't say that. You're quite good-looking! Besides, when two people are in love, it doesn't depend on external factors. It depends on the heart! "
Feng Xiuzhu lowered her head again and didn't say anything.
Mi Xaing 'er wasn't in a hurry to continue. She knew that some things had to depend on the person involved. No matter what others said, it was useless.
She only smiled slightly. "Sister Xiuzhu, I don't know why, but I have a hunch … maybe, things aren't as you think. Maybe, someone is secretly in love with you and has liked you for many years!"
Her words seemed to have an effect … She had opened a heavy door for Feng Xiuzhu, opening a whole new world to her.
Feng Xiuzhu only felt a warmth in her chest, and her whole body was suddenly filled with vitality … She lowered her head, thinking about the various things in the past, and couldn't help but purse the corners of her mouth and secretly smile.
**
In the evening, Mo Dongyang came. He borrowed a small jeep from somewhere and parked it outside the courtyard. He sounded the horn twice in excitement … Then he walked quickly into the house. "Xiao Mi, let's go!"
Mi Xaing 'er nodded. Just as she was about to walk, Feng Xiuzhu pulled her back and asked hesitantly, "Where are you going?"
Mi Xaing 'er wasn't a talkative person. She naturally looked at Mo Dongyang. Her meaning was obvious: Tell her yourself!
Mo Dongyang pondered for a moment and didn't lie. "Hmm? We're going to Pujiang Village and find someone to play with! "
Feng Xiuzhu took a deep breath. Her face was red. It was probably the first time in her life that she looked at Mo Dongyang's face seriously. "Then … can I go with you?"
"Why are you going? We're here for serious business … "
Mo Dongyang was only halfway through his sentence when he suddenly noticed that Feng Xiuzhu was different. He immediately swallowed his words and put his hands into his pockets. He hesitated for a moment and nodded. "Okay! Get in the car! "
He didn't say much. He started the engine and the car went straight to Pujiang Village.
The road was bumpy. When they reached the village entrance, the sky was already dark. The jeep didn't enter the village. Instead, it went down the dirt road and turned a few corners. The further they went, the more secluded it became …
Not long after, a light flashed in the darkness from afar.
Mi Xaing 'er leaned forward and asked in a serious tone, "Brother Mo, there's something that I'm still worried about … How's Wu Jiefang's character? If he loses, will he go back on his word? Will he go back on his word? "
Mo Dongyang waved his hand confidently. "Xiao Mi, if I don't even have this much confidence, then I don't need to be in this business anymore! The reason why I didn't force him was because … if we're going to work together for a long time, it's better if he's willing! If he doesn't want to give me face, then I can only say one word … f * ck him! F * ck him! "
The moment he finished speaking, the car stopped at the entrance.
Mi Xaing 'er looked around …
She saw five to six well-built men standing in front of the dark door …
----- Digression —
Everyone's love … seems to be quite beautiful.
I wish everyone happiness.
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