dhibooks Chapter 58 - Abandoned Woman-9
Chapter 58 - Abandoned Woman-9
Tang Xiaoshi handed over the design: "Jiang Lang, see if it fits?"
Jiang Lang took it and took a closer look, his eyes could not help but fall on the white plums, which are in different shapes, each one seems to be unique, and it can be seen that the person who painted it put his heart into it.
"My lady is a good painter."
"Lang Jun's award is just because he has a lot of embroidery patterns and is familiar with his hands." Shu Tian is also good at drawing embroidery patterns and embroidery books, so he won't reveal his secrets.
"The next time Lang Jun delivers the size, go to the tailor shop and pick out the color of the material."
"Okay." Return the pattern to her.Looking back to the outside of the house, the rain has stopped, the water on the eaves is dripping, and the sky is a little brighter.
"Ma'am, I've troubled you for a long time, so Jiang should leave." Looking at the paper in Tang Xiaoshi's hand, he said with a smile, "Thank you, ma'am."
"When the dress is ready, it's not too late for you to thank me."
At that moment, Zhao Erniang came over from the kitchen and saw that Jiang Lang was about to leave, so she asked him if his clothes and shoes were dry, and if he wanted to sit a little longer.
Jiang Lang didn't stay any longer because he wanted to go back in a neighbor's ox cart.Tang Xiaoshi and Zhao Erniang sent him to the gate of the courtyard.
Watching Jiang Lang's figure disappear at the corner of the alley, Tang Xiaoshi felt a little bit lost again, and looked sideways at Zhao Erniang.She was staring blankly at the alley, with a somewhat lonely expression, and finally turned around with a sigh and walked towards the courtyard.
"Jiang Lang is pretty good." Returning to the main room, Zhao Erniang said, "Sophisticated, clean and neat, just..." Looking up at her, he sighed, "It's just that the family is too difficult."
Knowing what her aunt meant, she smiled and said, "Auntie is thinking too much. I only met him a few times, so I'm not familiar with him. It's just that we happened to meet today, and he was kind enough to help me."
"Do you think that my aunt is old and her eyesight is not working well? Jiang Lang obviously has a little interest in you."
"Auntie is such a nonsense."
"My aunt runs a tailor's shop and has seen so many people. How could she be wrong? You are too confused." She teased her with a smile, and sat down by the stove with a crooked body.
Tang Xiaoshi poured a bowl of tea and handed it over. Erniang Zhao suddenly thought of something, slapped her leg, and asked her, "Is this Jiang Lang the one San Lang mentioned last time... the one from your sister-in-law's natal village?"
Before Tang Xiaoshi could respond, she patted her thigh again, with a look of sudden realization, and said in an affirmative tone: "It's him, Heping Zhenjiang Village, with the same family background, there is no second one."
"Oh!" Zhao Erniang suddenly laughed as if she had solved a millennium-old puzzle, "It turns out that you two have known each other for a long time, that's great."
"Aunt, don't think too much."
"Auntie didn't think much about it." She picked up the tea bowl and drank it happily.
Tang Xiaoshi sighed helplessly.I'm afraid I can't explain it clearly to my aunt.
For about ten days, the end of the new year is approaching, and there has been a light snowfall since the noon, and the sky and the earth have been completely white by the afternoon.
After seeing off a guest who came to pick up fur clothes, Tang Xiaoshi added two pieces of charcoal to the brazier, and turned around to help Zhao Erniang make a set of winter clothes to be delivered in two days.
Zhao Erniang waved her hand: "This is my old regular customer, or I will come by myself, you can sit next to Min'er to warm up for a while."
Tang Xiaoshi is not reluctant, she is not as good at cutting cloth and clothes as her aunt now, regular customers usually come to see her handiwork, and she will go wrong if she starts to help.
Ask Miner to go to the brazier and teach him how to read a few words.
Just as he was teaching, he felt that the light suddenly dimmed. He looked towards the door and saw a tall and thin figure with his umbrella closed.Regardless of his face, she could tell it was Jiang Lang, because he was still wearing the winter coat from last time.
"Jiang Lang is here." Zhao Erniang greeted with a smile, and put down the needle and thread in her hand.
Jiang Lang bowed to them when he entered the door, and said with a smile, "Last time, I asked Mrs. Shu to cut a dress for my mother, and I will send you the size today."
Zhao Erniang glanced at Tang Xiaoshi and said with a smile, "Then you talk." She glanced at Jiang Lang again, then lowered her head and continued to work on her needlework.
After coaxing Gou Min'er, Tang Xiaoshi walked towards the counter beside her. Jiang Lang also followed and handed her the paper with the size on it.
She opened it and looked, and a pale, thin and frail woman immediately appeared in her mind.
"Has Lingtang's illness improved recently?" Seeing that he came here today without a medicine bag in his hand.
"It's still the same."
She nodded, even though she said that, but from the melancholy eyes of the other party, it could be seen that the situation was not good.
She changed the subject: "What suits does Lingtang usually like?"
Jiang Lang hesitated for a moment and shook his head slightly: "I don't know." Since his father passed away, his mother raised him and his younger sister and provided him with education. It seems that he has never made new clothes, and the clothes are all given away by others.
Seeing his bitter smile, she carried some materials from behind and put them on the counter: "Our shop is small and we don't have many materials. Since Lingtang likes white plums, he must prefer simple and elegant colors. You can see which one is suitable for you. "
Jiang Lang looked at them one by one, and still shook his head: "I don't understand this, which one do you think is suitable?"
"Then choose this dark green fabric for the upper body jacket, the beige color for the tunic skirt, and the tooth color for the drape. What do you think?" he said while introducing.
Jiang Lang stared blankly at the three materials and colors, as if he was trying to piece together a finished uniform in his mind.
"Okay." After a while he nodded, "It's up to the lady's choice."
Tang Xiaoshi looked at the size and fabric in her hand, thought for a while and hesitated, and said, "It should be able to be made a year ago, and Lingtang might be able to wear it during the Chinese New Year."
"My mother doesn't have to wear it for the New Year. If it's too late, Jiang will come to pick it up after the year."
She casually spread out a piece of dark green floral material and said, "There are people who wear new clothes after the new year, don't they all wear them in time for the New Year, add a little bit of joy, it's a good omen." Turning around, she took the wooden ruler and said with a smile while taking the measurement. , "It's not too late, there are still some days before the Chinese New Year, so there's still time."
Jiang Lang's heart warmed up. Although he doesn't know tailoring, he also knows that normally it is not so fast.Suddenly thinking of something, eyebrows frowned slightly, with a look of embarrassment on his face: "The lady must have other jobs, you can put this aside for a while, and I will come to the city to pick it up later."
Tang Xiaoshi took a look at his expression and heard the implication that he was not planning to go to the city again years ago.She smiled and said, "I've finished Lingtang's dress, and I'm going back to Heping Town for the New Year. You can pick it up in the town."
Jiang Lang stretched his eyebrows and cupped his hands in thanks.
"But by the way, what can I thank you for?" She measured the size, took the scissors to cut the cloth, and asked, "Did you come here by yourself this time, or with the people from Murakami?"
"Together with a clan brother, he came to the city to help several families in the village buy new year's goods, and he will do it tomorrow."
"Are you going back tomorrow too?"
"My mother needs to be taken care of. I'll be back later."
Tang Xiaoshi's cutting action paused: "You came to the city just to give a size?" It takes a day to go back and forth, and the weather is not good today in the cold winter.
He smiled and didn't answer, which was the default.
Tang Xiaoshi teased him: "If you're grabbing medicine, it's fine by the way. For a size, you can ask that clan brother to turn a corner and send it over. You can also run there yourself. You are really not afraid of the cold."
Jiang Lang looked at her and smiled meaningfully, but didn't answer.
Tang Xiaoshi happened to look up and saw his expression, her heart tightened, she couldn't help thinking a little more, her heartbeat suddenly accelerated.She hurriedly picked up a piece of cloth and put it back on the shelf to cover it up.Putting his hand on his heart, he took a few deep breaths to calm his heartbeat.
This accidental reaction of the body really made it difficult for her to "control herself".
"Uncle, come here." Min'er called out.
She looked back, and Min'er grabbed Jiang Lang with both hands and dragged him towards the brazier.
Jiang Lang was a little dazed, last time the kid was afraid of him and didn't dare to approach him, but this time he dared to take the initiative to pull him.
Following the little one to the brazier, Min'er pointed to the word Wang written crookedly with blackened branches on the floor tiles, and asked seriously, "Is Min'er's writing correct?"
Jiang Lang knelt down and put his arms around Min'er and asked with a smile, "Do you know how to pronounce this word?"
"Yes, Wang. Miner's surname is Wang."
Jiang Lang rubbed his head and praised him, then turned his head to look at Tang Xiaoshi at the counter: "Is it taught by the lady?"
"Yes." Tang Xiaoshi smiled, "When I was young, I went to the school with my elder brother to study for a few years, and knew a few words, so I can only teach these simple things."
Jiang Lang smiled knowingly, turned to Min'er and said, "Uncle, can I teach you another word?"
"What word? Is it difficult?"
"It's not difficult, it's my uncle's surname, Jiang." Picking up a branch beside him, he held Min'er's hand and carefully taught him to write stroke by stroke on the floor tiles.
As soon as Min'er finished writing, she called out: "Min'er here knows it. It's the word "gong". My aunt taught it."
Two people, one big and one small, started teaching and learning by the brazier, talking and laughing.
Tang Xiaoshi couldn't help being infected by the laughter, and the corners of her mouth curled up. Occasionally, Min'er turned around to show her that she had learned another word, and she smiled and praised.
After a while, she has cut out the style of the jacket according to the size and pattern.Looking up at the brazier again, Jiang Lang held Min'er in his arms, pinched his little nose, and made him giggle.
In a daze, she seemed to see the long-awaited life. The husband is gentle, the child is healthy and cute, the family is happy, and her heart is warm and satisfied.
Isn't this the life Shu Tian once longed for?She used to work so hard to live such a life, but she met people who were not nice.
She couldn't help asking herself if Jiang Lang was Shu Tian's beloved.If so, she really wants to speed up the progress now, so that she can leave this hour and space as soon as possible, enter the next time and space or return to the real world.
Just when she was thinking wildly, Jiang Lang put down Min'er, stood up and walked over, smiling gently: "It's getting late, Jiang should leave too." Looking at the fabric in her hand, he thanked her again.
Tang Xiaoshi hesitated and calculated the day when she would make this dress, and made an appointment with Jiang Lang to give him the dress at the alley where she got off the car last time in Heping Town.
"Does Jiang Lang still remember?" It was dark that night, and there were many streets and alleys in Heping Town.
"Remember." Jiang Lang simply replied, thanking him again.
She really wanted to persuade him, there was no need to thank him so earnestly over and over again, it would look unfamiliar if she was more polite.
After sending Jiang Lang out of the shop, Min'er reluctantly took him by the hand and asked him when he would come to teach him how to read and play with him again.
Jiang Lang glanced at Tang Xiaoshi and coaxed him: "The Chinese New Year is over."
"Uncle, you can't lie to children." Min'er pouted and acted like a baby.
Jiang Lang was amused by his cute appearance: "I won't lie to you."
In the next few days, Tang Xiaoshi and Zhao Erniang were busy with their work, and rushed to make a dress before returning to their mother's house, and embroidered white plums according to the pattern.
Before parting, she persuaded her aunt many times to take Min'er to their house for the New Year, but her aunt disagreed, so she went back by herself.
There was a sleet two days ago, and the road was still muddy. Fortunately, she took an old couple's ox cart along the way.
The ox cart drove for a while, and saw a cart in front of it stuck in a mud ditch. There were several large boxes on it, and I didn't know what to pack. The rear rut was very deep.Two people were moving the boxes down one by one, and there were several people standing beside them carrying packages.
The car was pulled out of the mud ditch, and the two men carried the box back to the cart, ready to set off.
The bullock cart was approaching at this time, and she saw at a glance that the woman holding the swaddling baby was Rongniang, and the Yan family was beside her.
They also saw her, Yan Wangui stared blankly, she looked away coldly.
"Brother, all you buy in this cart are New Year's goods?" the old man driving the ox cart asked Yan's father.
Father Yan saw her sitting on the donkey cart, grinned wryly and said, "Yes!"
"It's all good things, such a few big boxes."
"Eating and clothing."
The hero said oh, and praised him for going home for the New Year.
Tang Xiaoshi glanced at those big boxes, it's not buying new year's goods, it's clearly moving.He had just moved from his ancestral house to the county seat at the beginning of the year, and now he was about to move back again. Looking at the gloomy faces of the members of the Yan family, there was probably something wrong with that yard.