Reborn in 1985 I want to leave the house with nothing

Li Qiumei never thought that she would be able to live her life over again, and this clothing-making skill would come in handy.

Moreover, the styles of clothes she could make were much more beautiful than those we have now.

Li Qiumei planned to make clothes and sell them first.

After two years, when travel became more convenient, I went to Yangcheng to wholesale clothes and pants and sold them.

After all, their machines are more advanced, with better materials and workmanship, and more novel styles.

Selling clothes makes money faster than making clothes.

In a large tailor shop, the boss heard Li Qiumei say that she could also make clothes.

Just throw her a piece of scrap material and ask her to walk around the line a few times to see how it goes.

Having not touched it for many years, Li Qiumei also wanted to give it a try.

She sat down at the sewing machine and calmed herself down.

The needle is started, the cloth is fed, and the needle is stopped. In the blink of an eye, several circles of thread are completed.

The boss took it, looked at the stitches, and asked Li Qiumei if she was willing to work for him.

"The craftsman who made my clothes went home to have a baby.

There aren't many people who know this craft these days.

I haven't been able to find the right person to do it.

If you are willing to come, I will give you one dollar and fifty cents for a piece of clothing and one dollar for a pair of pants.

I have a professional tailor here, you just need to sew it."

When Li Qiumei heard this, her eyes lit up.

She asked the boss, "How many clothes do you have to make?"

The boss looked through the list and said, "Thirty shirts, twenty-three pairs of trousers, four coats, and two skirts.

I'll give you two dollars for your coat and skirt."

Li Qiumei was amazed. She never thought that business in the provincial capital was so booming.

Seeing that Li Qiumei didn't say anything, the boss quickly pointed to the roof.

“There’s a bed up here, you can stay in the store.

The only thing you have to do when you go to the bathroom is the public restroom across the street.

Because we make clothes, we are not allowed to cook in the store to avoid odor.

You can go eat at the snack bar next door."

Li Qiumei agreed as she had a place to stay and could make money.

She told her boss that she was going to get her luggage and would come to work the next morning.

At this time, Wu Xiaoxia had not yet finished get off work, and Li Qiumei was embarrassed to go to the factory to disturb her.

Just strolling along the street is a good opportunity to relive the city life in the 1980s.

In the shops on the street, tape recorders are playing the popular music of that era.

The streets are filled with people riding bicycles, and there are very few vehicles.

Li Qiumei was filled with emotion.

In her previous life, she had never left the county.

I don’t know what the world outside is like, or how lively it is.

In this life, she has to make more money so that she can travel around the world.

"Auntie, Auntie." Li Qiumei heard a familiar voice.

A jeep stopped ahead.

Cheng Zhiming jumped out of the car and ran towards her.

"Auntie, you're in town too?"

Li Qiumei was stunned: "Well, Cheng Zhiming, don't you have class today?"

“Auntie, we had our summer vacation yesterday.

The eldest brother brought the third brother to the hospital for a follow-up checkup."

Cheng Zhiqian also came out of the cab.

He nodded towards Li Qiumei.

"Thank you for helping Zhiheng find a tutor.

We'll treat you to a meal."

Li Qiumei was about to say "No thanks" when Cheng Zhiming pulled her towards the car.

"Auntie, come up quickly! Let's go eat something delicious together!"

Seeing Li Qiumei get in the car, Cheng Zhiheng nodded at her.

Li Qiumei muttered in her heart: "Stinky boy! He never calls for help."

"What are the results of the reexamination?"

Cheng Zhiqian replied: "It's recovering very well, the bones have healed."

When they arrived at the restaurant, Li Qiumei and Cheng Zhiming were attracted by the dough figurine stall in front of the restaurant.

Cheng Zhiheng stared at Li Qiumei outside the window, playing with the chopsticks in his hand and talking to himself.

"That's not right, this woman doesn't look sad at all.

Qian Wanwan is a liar, a liar!"

Cheng Zhiqian took a sip of water.

“What are you talking about?

Who is a liar?

They saved you and did you a great favor.

Please show some knowledge and thank the person respectfully.

Also, you're such a grown-up, but you don't even say hello when we meet. Is that appropriate?

Have you learned all your manners like a dog?"

Cheng Zhiheng tapped the chopsticks in his hand.

"Brother, I nodded and greeted her.

What do you think I should call her?

Should I follow Cheng Zhiming and call her auntie or big sister? Or should I call her by her name? "

Cheng Zhiqian scratched his head. He didn’t know what to call it.

"Then you can't curse people behind their backs, do you hear me?"

Cheng Zhiheng threw down the chopsticks in his hand.

“Brother, I didn’t scold her.

The person I was scolding was Qian Wanwan, who was taking extra classes with me.

These days, Qian Wanwan wipes away tears at every turn.

I heard her tell Mrs. Song that her eldest brother was divorced.

She said that her sister-in-law was having an affair with this woman's husband.

She also divorced and was kicked out of the house with nothing.”

Cheng Zhiheng pointed at Li Qiumei outside the door with chopsticks.

"Look at her, she's smiling so happily, how can she look like a divorced woman?

Besides, with her explosive temper, who has the guts to let her leave with nothing?

Is she the kind of person who can suffer a loss?

Qian Wanwan is just talking nonsense."

Cheng Zhiqian looked at Li Qiumei who was talking to Cheng Zhiming with great joy.

From time to time he laughed out loud without any image.

He also felt from the bottom of his heart that Li Qiumei did not look like a woman who had just been divorced.

While eating, Cheng Zhiming asked Li Qiumei.

"Auntie, when are you going back to the county town?"

Li Qiumei took a big bite of the fried pork ribs. They were fried too dry and her teeth were about to break.

"I'm not going back for now."

She stared at the ribs in her hand. It would be a pity to throw them away, but she couldn't chew them if she didn't.

“I’m going to work here for a few days.

By the way, He Yuanzhou has also come into the city, you can go and play with him."

Li Qiumei briefly talked about He Yuanzhou's situation.

Cheng Zhiheng was so angry that he slammed the table.

"He Yuanzhou's father is such a piece of shit, it's worse than having him here.

If it were me, I would beat him till he lost his mind."

Cheng Zhiming picked up a piece of pork ribs and spoke to Cheng Zhiheng seriously.

"Son, you can't hit me, or you'll be struck by lightning."

Cheng Zhiheng glared at him and said, "Shut up!"

Cheng Zhiming wanted to quietly put the pork ribs he had taken a bite of back into the plate.

He was stopped by Cheng Zhiheng who was quick-eyed and quick-handed.

"Who told you that you can put back the food you've eaten?"

Cheng Zhiming pinched the ribs and said, "We can't waste them.

I can’t chew it anymore, so I’ll leave it for you guys to eat.”

Cheng Zhiheng picked up the chopsticks and was about to hit him.

Only after Cheng Zhiqian glared at him did he put down his chopsticks.

Cheng Zhiqian turned around and scolded Cheng Zhiming.

"Cheng Zhiming, you can't put the food you've bitten back on the plate.

This is very impolite behavior on your part!

You tell me, where should I put it?

"Pa" Li Qiumei threw the ribs into the trash can.

Cheng Zhiming also got down from the chair and threw the ribs in his hand into the bowl.

"Brother Zhiqian, why are you here?"

A girl came over in surprise.