Chapter 20: 20

 

Just when Qin Shi was puzzled, Zhang Yanli, the junior high school English teacher, came out of the office. She let out a sigh, walked to Qin Shi, and walked out with her.

 

"Don't pay attention to him; he is just an old stereotype," Zhang Yanli curled her mouth and explained to Qin Shi.

 

"He just saw you dressed so beautifully, just like that. Anyway, you can ignore him." After that, Zhang Yanli looked at Qin Shi with envy and said, "Your hair is good, and your clothes are beautiful. I have heard your name long ago; your cooking is delicious, and your making clothes is beautiful."

 

"Thank you for reminding and praising me." Qin Shi responded with a smile.

 

Zhang Yanli has only envy and love in her eyes. Qin Shi can feel nothing else.

 

Zhang Yanli also laughed at Qin Shi's words. She leaned her head to Qin Shi's ear and whispered, "Can you help me make a skirt like yours?"

 

After that, she stretched out a pair of fingers, quickly shook them in the air, and then immediately put them away.

 

Qin Shi immediately understood. She smiled and nodded. "What style do you want? Just give me the cloth then."

 

Qin Shi had planned to make money by making clothes, but she didn't expect that business would come so soon.

 

Although it has been two years since the reform and opening up, people in many places still dare not do business for fear that the wind will change again and they will be caught again.

 

There are no people doing business in the compound of the military region, but there are people setting up stalls in the next county. When Qin Shi went to the supply and marketing cooperative, she met with vegetable sellers, fruit sellers, and snack sellers.

 

No one does business in the compound of the military region, which is probably not worth it.

 

After all, military workers are still the most valuable and highly valued now. They are engaged in business... The scholars, farmers, and businessmen have been the last since ancient times, and the same is true today.

 

Even after the reform and opening up, there are still some people who do not like to do business. Only after many people became rich and workers were laid off did more people do business.

 

Others are afraid, but Qin Shi is not afraid. Now, as long as we don't make our business bigger, it will be okay.

 

She put on her new clothes after school, for which she wanted to make money through advertising.

 

"I want it like this," Zhang Yanli stared at Qin Shi's skirt and asked, "Is there any other style?"

 

Qin Shi nodded: "Of course."

 

She liked skirts very much in her last life. She has tried all kinds of styles. Even though she hasn't made them, she probably knows that she can make them in a certain amount of time.

 

Qin Shi is now wearing a dark blue skirt, which is a little longer than her ankle.

 

Although it is pure color and looks simple and plain, it has a strong sense of design. Its skirt is slightly pleated. When walking, several daisies embroidered with thick thread on the skirt appear and fly with the swinging skirt corner.

 

When Qin Shi stood still, the daisy hid in the skirt again.

 

This dress looks simple and ordinary, but it is a kind of beauty that can't be described. Zhang Yanli liked it at first sight. She thought it was more beautiful than the clothes sold in Shenzhen.

 

"Then show me the look of those clothes, and I'll choose them." Zhang Yanli took Qin Shi's arm and pulled her to talk.

 

Qin Shi listened to her and thought that she was a familiar talker.

 

After leaving the junior high school, Zhang Yanli reluctantly said goodbye to Qin Shi and went to the office building to get something, while Qin Shi continued to move forward.

 

The junior high school department is at the back of the primary school, and there is a separate door to enter, but it is not in the same direction as the home. There is a detour, so Qin Shi still plans to go through the primary school department and go back from the front of the school.

 

Qin Shi was thinking that she would not meet Li Qianqian when she came out of the building with a pile of books in her arms. She gave a soft "tut" and said, "I can't talk about what I want. It's a little evil.".

 

Will she find it if she wants it?

 

Qin Shi walked away as if she hadn't seen Li Qianqian, her face unchanged and her mind full of thoughts.

 

When Li Qianqian saw Qin Shi, she was wearing a long skirt, and her graceful long hair was fluttering. Her heart suddenly burst into an evil spirit.

 

She stepped forward to block Qin Shi, smiled, and said, "Ah, it's Miss Qin. It's a coincidence."

 

Qin Shi didn't want to tangle with her, but she stopped herself. She put on a commercial smile and began to deal with it. "Such a coincidence it is."

 

Li Qianqian stared at Qin Shi and smiled: "Is there no class? Is the music teacher so busy?"

 

Qin Shi also laughed, "Yes, it's easy, not like you. Right? Do you teach the third grade? Are the children noisy? Should they be very resistant to English? Alas, luckily there were music teachers available at that time, otherwise I would have a headache."

 

Li Qianqian listened to Qin Shi's words, but she almost didn't die of anger. Why is it so weird? She is doing it on purpose!

 

However, Li Qianqian could not see that Qin Shi's expression was not right. She looked at her with sincere eyes. She was completely thinking of herself and had a look of happiness.

 

So Li Qianqian could only smile and say, "It's good; it's easy for me. I can handle it."

 

Qin Shi smiled and said sincerely, "You are really awesome."

 

Children who have never been exposed to English should start learning it. That's the resistance... Qin Shi doesn't need to know that nine and a half out of ten don't want to learn.

 

Moreover, the school also attaches great importance to this matter. If Li Qianqian can't teach it well, hehe~

 

Put it on, continue to put it on, and put it on casually. Anyway, it's not you who are worried and tired.

 

Qin Shi: "If you are busy, I will go back first. Today, the oldest went to school, and I promised to cook delicious food for him, so I will leave first. Goodbye."

 

The smile on Li Qianqian's face froze: "Oh, goodbye."

 

Qin Shi smiled gently at her and left. If you have to come up, don't blame her.

 

Li Qianqian looked at Qin Shi's back, gnashing her teeth, and her fierce eyes began to turn red.

 

"What are you proud of?"

 

She doesn't know where the country girl came from and robbed her male lead. Is she still energetic? Didn't you just read for several years and learn English by yourself? You really treat yourself like a scallion!

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Li Qianqian's eyes flashed a flash of light, and she stared at the back of Qin Shi.

 

When the plot begins, Lu Zetian will be like other people. He will come to meet her. Then... Hum! What about getting married? You still have to make room for yourself.

 

 

Let her raise children for herself first. It's just that she hates children. When Qin Shi raises them, she doesn't have to worry.

 

Li Qianqian hooked her mouth, drew back her eyes, and turned away.

 

When she got home, the twins stuck their heads up. They didn't like to stay home alone. Just a short separation still made them unhappy.

 

"Qin Shi, you are finally back. I miss you." An An grabbed Qin Shi's skirt and carefully touched the small daisy on it.

 

Ping Ping also looked up at her and said, "Me too."

 

"Everyone is busy. Only we are at home. It's so pathetic."

 

Ping Ping blinked, "I don't like being left at home."

 

Qin Shi frowned: "I usually go shopping all morning. Why don't you feel sad?"

 

An An leaned on Qin Shi's leg and stuck to her directly. "That's different."

 

"Why is it different?" Qin Shi couldn't understand.

 

"It's just different," said the twins in one voice.

 

Qin Shi was silent and could only give up. "Okay, but you should get used to being alone in the future. Your father and I have to work, your brother has to go to school, and you can only stay at home alone."

 

With two adorable faces like this, the group collapsed, "I don't want to..."

 

Qin Shi picked them up and put them on the sofa and gave them two biscuits. "We are just busy during the day, and we come back at night. Besides, I work for a shorter period of time. You don't need to be alone all the time."

 

"You are already big children, aren't you?"

 

An An sighed, "Okay."

 

Ping Ping also nodded with a shrunken mouth.

 

Qin Shi smiled, knowing that they were just not used to it. There used to be someone to accompany them, but now they are left alone. It is certain that they are not used to it.

 

As for fear... the twins are not afraid at all. They have grown up in the courtyard since childhood. Every family knows each other.

 

Not to mention that there are soldiers standing at the gate of the family area. There is no danger at all. The children are running around in the family area.

 

"In order to reward you for being so good, I'm going to build an oven so that I can cook all kinds of delicious food in the future." Qin Shi looked at them. "Would you like to help me after eating cookies?"

 

The twins looked at each other and raised their hands together.

 

"Yes!"

 

An An asked excitedly, "What's delicious? What can the oven make?"

 

Qin Shi pointed to the biscuits they ate immediately and said, "Cookies can also be made, as well as cakes, roast sweet potatoes, roast duck, roast meat..."

 

A series of names were announced. Even though they have not heard many of them, they also shouted and cheered.

 

After all, Qin Shi's craftsmanship is there. In the small brain bag of the twins, everything she makes is delicious. Qin Shi's food must be the best in the world!

 

They trust Qin Shi completely and unconditionally.

 

The twins ate two or three biscuits and shouted to wash their hands to start work. The appearance of hospitality was really cute, and Qin Shi laughed. After she changed into lighter clothes, she came to the yard with her lively twins.

 

In this era, I don't know whether there is an oven. Even if there is one, Qin Shi doesn't plan to buy it. She plans to build one with bricks and mud in the yard.

 

If bricks are used, there will be a pile of bricks in the corner. I don't know what's left. It's useless anyway. Before Qin Shi cleaned up the yard, she was moved.

 

After all, the oven can make a lot of delicious food. Qin Shi is still happy to work for her appetite.

 

When Qin Shi was young, she was left in her hometown in the countryside by her unreliable parents. She used to watch his grandfather build the oven. Although it has been a long time, Qin Shi still barely remembers the steps.

 

Because during the break, she also saw videos about it and used it as a base, which she didn't forget.

 

Qin Shi thought for a while, but hesitated. When Lu Zetian came back in the evening, she would instruct Lu Zetian.

 

A little afraid of overturning.

 

So Qin Shi found the basket, padded it with newspaper, and prepared to dig the earth outside with the twins.

 

Before going out, Qin Shi suddenly heard a knock at the door. She looked up curiously at the door and saw a woman standing at the door, looking in through the crack of the iron door.

 

"Who is it?" Qin Shi stood up and patted the dust off her hands.

 

The woman stared at Qin Shi and asked, "Who are you?"

 

Qin Shi frowned; this person knocked at her door but asked who she was?

 

At this time, An An took Qin Shi's hand, shook it gently, and said in a low voice, "We know her. She had asked us to call her third aunt before."

 

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