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"Lingling's clothes look so good today, you are so awesome."

Li Man was holding a pink sleeveless dress. Since there were no clothes hangers, Li Man specially made several clothes hangers out of wood, and also made a rack specifically for hanging clothes.

Let the finished clothes be stretched open for a more intuitive look.

Li Man was hanging up the newly made clothes, praising them endlessly.

Usually the response is the sound of the sewing machine clicking, but this day it was very quiet.

Li Man turned around in confusion and saw Lingling, who was supposed to be leaning over the sewing machine, sitting upright and staring at Li Man without blinking.

"What's wrong with Lingling? There's no fabric or pen and paper."

Lingling shook her head in confusion. Li Man thought she was feeling uncomfortable, so he quickly stepped forward to check her pulse. He breathed a sigh of relief after making sure she was fine.

For Lingling, who is autistic, she would not say anything if she was sick.

"Do the clothes I make really look good?"

Lingling spoke for the first time in a long time and asked if the clothes looked good, which showed her persistence in clothes.

"It looks good, it really looks good. I have never seen such a style in Beijing before."

After hearing this, Lingling stood up suddenly and took out two skirts from the kang cabinet.

Unfolding a bright red cheongsam with large peonies embroidered with colorful threads, it can be seen that the embroiderer is very skilled.

The other one is actually a white one-shoulder fishtail skirt.

The fabric of the two skirts is not good, and can even be considered rough, but the style is completely comparable to the haute couture of later generations.

"What do you think of these two outfits?"

It is rare to meet someone who sincerely says that her clothes are beautiful. Lingling urgently needs her affirmation.

"It's beautiful. How did you think of it? It's so beautiful."

"My mother said that the clothes I made were not for girls from good families, not even prostitutes. She said that I was a bitch and made dirty clothes."

"My mother wants to sell me to a widower, saying that the clothes I make are immoral and I am not worthy of marrying into a good family."

"People in the village said I was a monster, and the clothes I made were not good enough for others to learn. They said I would destroy their village. The village chief even wanted to burn me to death. But I just made a dress because I simply thought it would look good on me. It’s nice, I didn’t think about it that much.”

Li Man listened silently, while Lingling was crying and talking about her own experience. Although the speech was very short, you can tell from Lingling's character how much it hurt her at the beginning, and she is now a comparison. She's just a little girl who's only a few years older than me.

"Your clothes are very beautiful. You know that in foreign countries, the clothes they wear may be more revealing than the ones you wear. Then this cheongsam is only worn by wives of warlords during the Anti-Japanese War. How can it be immoral?"

After listening to Li Man's words, there seemed to be light in Lingling's eyes, and there was also the excitement and joy of finding a close friend and a kindred spirit.

"Lingling, do you want to see the outside world and study their fashion design abroad?"

After hearing this, Lingling was surprised. The farthest road she had traveled was to escape from the village that abandoned her to Qingsong Village. Going abroad was something she couldn't even think about.

"Can I?"

"Yes, but before that you need to study, learn foreign languages, and learn knowledge."

After hearing the affirmative answer, Lingling seemed to have found a backbone. This girl, who was much younger than herself, was someone she could rely on.

"I listen to you, I will do whatever you say."

Li Man was also unambiguous and directly made a study plan for her. For a multi-lingual person, there was no one more suitable for teaching foreign languages ​​than herself.

"Keep drawing, and you can't stop learning. At least there are too many things you need to learn before going abroad."

Lingling nodded firmly.

"I will only make clothes for you from now on."

"Silly, create your own brand in the future and let others know that it is an honor and a status symbol to wear the clothes you make."

Li Man suddenly felt that he was brainwashing Lingling. He was the one who fed her the chicken soup and painted the cake. If he didn't know his sister well, he would be blind.