As soon as Li Qiumei finished the formalities, Yang Huaihua came down in a hurry.

“Qiumei, I’m sorry, I fell asleep last night.

That Lin Zhiya didn't come, right?"

"Are you talking about me?"

Yang Huaihua turned around and saw Lin Zhiya walking towards her.

She was startled: "Why did you come here as soon as you said so?"

Lin Zhiya ignored her.

Because she was staring at Li Qiumei's feet.

"Li Qiumei, are you planning to be hospitalized in the First Municipal Hospital?"

Without waiting for Li Qiumei to speak, Yang Huaihua snorted.

"Director Lin, we have just completed the hospitalization procedures, why did you follow me?"

Lin Zhiya smiled and said, "It's no coincidence."

A female doctor called Lin Zhiya: "Director Lin, the meeting time is up, we have to go there quickly."

"Okay, wait for me."

Lin Zhiya smiled and said to Li Qiumei: "I will come to see you in the evening."

He left gracefully.

Yang Huaihua covered her mouth and laughed: "She is one step late again. I guess she will be very angry tonight."

Cheng Zhiqian drove over to take them to the long-distance bus station.

He frowned: "Why is Lin Zhiya here too?"

"Maybe he's here for a meeting." Li Qiumei told him.

When we returned to North City, it was almost dark.

Yang Huaihua took Li Qiumei to change several buses skillfully and finally returned to the house her grandmother left for her.

The house has one bedroom, one living room, one kitchen and one bathroom, with a large balcony on which there is a sewing machine.

"Qiumei, please live with me.

We can make headbands together tonight."

Li Qiumei nodded.

There is a sewing machine here, but Yang Huaihua's arm has not recovered yet and the work has not been completed yet.

I can only make headbands and sell them temporarily.

Yang Huaihua was happy to see that Li Qiumei agreed to live with her.

“Qiumei, tomorrow I will find someone to sell my silk factory job.

Let’s make a batch of hoops as soon as possible, and I’ll take them to the factory to sell before I leave.”

"Okay, Sister Hua, I'll go find the boss tomorrow to calculate my salary, and then buy the raw materials back.

Tomorrow, we will start working on it.”

Early the next morning, Yang Huaihua took out a room key and gave it to Li Qiumei.

Two people go out together.

It was still early and the tailor shop wasn't open yet.

Li Qiumei went to find Qin Ruyue first.

She thought Qin Ruyue was probably setting up a stall, so she went straight to the street to find her.

"Qiumei, why are you back?" Qin Ruyue dropped the noodles in her hand and ran over.

"Is your foot healed?"

"All right."

Qin Ruyue pulled Li Qiumei to sit on a stool. Just as she was about to speak, a guest arrived.

She quickly stood up and greeted the guests.

Li Qiumei saw that Hu Baoer was not here.

"Ruyue, is Baoer home alone?"

Qin Ruyue shook her head: "Bao'er was taken back by her grandmother."

Li Qiumei knew that someone must have come to steal it.

It was almost time and Qin Ruyue was still busy, so Li Qiumei went to find the boss first.

The female worker who went back home to give birth has returned to work.

The boss was reluctant to let Li Qiumei leave, so he asked Li Qiumei to stay and help him.

Li Qiumei refused on the grounds that her foot injury had not healed yet.

The boss had no choice but to calculate her salary, plus her share of the children's clothing business, and gave Li Qiumei a total of two hundred and ten yuan.

It was more than what she earned in a year sweeping the streets.

Seeing that the scraps of cloth in the store were too small, Li Qiumei did not ask the boss to buy any.

She went to a tailor shop on two other streets and bought a large bag of scraps of fabric, a hundred plastic headbands, glue and other materials.

Then he went to Qin Ruyue's stall carrying a big bag.

Qin Ruyue made her a bowl of noodles. After they finished eating the noodles, they closed the stall.

Li Qiumei took Qin Ruyue back to Yang Huaihua's home.

She briefly told Qin Ruyue about her and Yang Huaihua's ideas.

Qin Ruyue agreed very much: "That's great, Qiu Mei, it's more free to run a small business on your own, which is much better than helping others.

Later, I would come and help after selling noodles.

Don't worry, I don't want any money."

Seeing that Qin Ruyue still had the leisure to joke, it seemed that she had already accepted what happened to Hu Baoer.

The locust flowers are back.

She greeted Qin Ruyue and tried her best to invite her to move in with her.

Qin Ruyue refused, as she was still thinking about bringing Hu Baoer to her side.

Li Qiumei poured the cloth on the ground, took out a few pieces of brightly colored ones and began to cut them.

Yang Huaihua and Qin Ruyue first wrapped a layer of base cloth on the plastic headband.

Li Qiumei bought two kinds of headbands, fifty each of thick and thin.

After the fabric is cut, sew it with a sewing machine, tie it into various knots or folds, and put it on the thick headband, then fix it with glue and needle and thread.

For thin headbands, wrap them tightly with various floral fabrics and glue them securely.

The three of them chatted while doing it.

“Qiumei, after you went to Lincheng, Qian Jinshu came to you every day with a cane to ask you where you were going.

I didn't tell him, so he asked your son and daughter to ask.

After a few days of trouble, it finally calmed down. "

Li Qiumei snorted, “Don’t pay attention to them.

By the way, is Qian Jinshu's leg lame?"

Qin Ruyue thought for a moment and said, "I see that he is limping.

But I haven't seen him since then, and I don't know if he's been cured."

Li Qiumei put a blue headband on Qin Ruyue's head.

"Well, you know what, it looks pretty good on you, Ruyue."

Qin Ruyue picked up the mirror on the table and looked at herself: "It's really beautiful. This one belongs to me."

Yang Huaihua has tried on all the headbands she has made: "I think they all look good. I will take them to the factory to sell tomorrow.

Qiu Mei, you will be responsible for making it at home, and I will be responsible for selling it."

Li Qiumei was happy: "That's fine, as long as you are not afraid of hard work."

She took out another piece of plaid cloth and asked Qin Ruyue while cutting it: "Ruyue, is your mother-in-law bothering you again?"

Qin Ruyue sighed: "My mother-in-law came to ask me to go back.

If I didn't go back, she would take Baoer away.

I thought that I wouldn't be able to take good care of Baoer if I set up a stall here.

Let her grandmother take it back, at least there will be someone watching it.

When Yang Baicai gave birth to a son, the old couple no longer cared about Baoer.

By that time, I will be almost stable here.

I'll take her back."

Li Qiumei nodded: "That's good, then no one will compete with you for it."

Li Qiumei felt that if Hu Baoer had been taught well since childhood, maybe he would have become a better person in this life.

The three people here were talking and laughing, but Lin Zhiya from the First Hospital of Lincheng City was going crazy.

After the meeting, Lin Zhiya excitedly found the department where Li Qiumei was staying, only to find out that Li Qiumei had been discharged from the hospital.

Another step too late, and the bitch got away.

This bitch actually played tricks on her.

It was clearly the discharge procedure that she was required to go through, but he lied to her that he was going through the admission procedure.

It was a pity that she was still thinking about how to deal with Li Qiumei during the meeting.

She never dreamed that Dr. Mao would bring her to see Old Man Li and cure her foot.

Lin Zhiya just felt unwilling.

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