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Because it was close to the Lantern Festival and everyone was gathered, Chen Yu, on a whim, persuaded Yang Qingdai to hold a lantern exhibition in the courtyard.

Yang Qingdai gave him a big eye roll.

Except for Aunt Wang and Wang Changfeng, the rest of the room are clumsy people. It would be better to ask them to chop wood and bamboo than to make lanterns.

"Don't be like that. I see that Aunt Wang and Brother Wang have great skills. It would be a shame if I didn't learn from them."

Last night, Wang Changfeng asked them to help move the super-large revolving lantern that he and Aunt Wang had made to the center of the courtyard. Chen Yu was dazzled by the beauty.

He didn't expect that the zoetrope, which he could only watch from a distance before, would be greatly shocked when he saw it up close for the first time.

I couldn't help but want a small revolving lantern, so that I could take it to the south to give it to his teacher.

Last year, when the teacher and Su Molin went to the south, he mentioned it several times. It would be great if he could bring one for him when he went to the south to register for school this time.

"With your hands that dig holes and chop wood, can you do this?"

It’s not that Yang Qingdai looked down on him, but his lively personality made him feel very uneasy in the two months before the college entrance examination.

Chen Yu said firmly: "Yes, it must be done."

"Then you go and talk to Wang Changfeng yourself. I can't do it anyway." Yang Qingdai is still very self-aware.

She would rather choose to take Yang Ziling out to play on the street.

She had already found out that starting from tomorrow night, there would be activities such as playing with lanterns and guessing lantern riddles in Qianmen, Dazhalan, Liulichang and other places.

This is the first Lantern Festival I have spent with Yang Ziling, and I must go and see the grand spectacle of the Lantern Festival in the capital.

I counted on my fingers and found that in two years, we have only celebrated two Spring Festivals together. It seems that we have not celebrated other festivals such as the Lantern Festival, Mid-Autumn Festival and Winter Solstice together.

"No, can you please feel a little more involved?" Chen Yu said anxiously. "At most, we can make lanterns together during the day, and then go out at night with the lanterns we made. Isn't it better?"

"That's good. You're a grown man. If you go out with a lantern, people on the street will look at you a few more times."

Tang Danbai was in a good mood after finally getting rid of the annoying Zhang Guochang.

He came in humming a cheerful tune, and teased Chen Yu with his mouth instead of his hands.

Chen Yu was angry, "I didn't say I was going to carry the lanterns out. Comrade Xiao Yang and the others are carrying the lanterns, so we help them carry their things, okay?"

It's really annoying. Both the Zhang Guochang brothers have left, but why hasn't Tang Danbai returned to his unit to report? He hangs around in Beijing every day with this group of prospective college students.

Yang Qingdai still refused, "No, I don't want to, but I can't. The weather is too cold, go find Wang Changfeng yourself."

Chen Yu could only go to Wang Changfeng alone with a depressed look on his face.

"I want to participate in this year's Canton Fair. Do you have any ideas?"

Tang Danbai really loves Yang Qingdai's straightforward way of chatting, which is simple and to the point, without having to go around in circles before getting to the point.

"Yes, what do you want to do?"

Just go to the garment factory and ask for a quota. It’s such a simple thing.

Yang Qingdai outlined her plan, "Give us our own brand for our clothes. Export them directly at the Canton Fair. It's safer than you..." She raised her chin, "this way or that."

Tang Danbai understood this.

It's easy to deal with smart people.

"When did you guess it?"

"I started to suspect something when I saw your license plate at Qingshan Brigade and your arrogant look that didn't seem like a good person."

Too arrogant to be a good person?

Tang Danbai felt a headache. What kind of crappy adjective is this? Can't it be said to be more pleasant?

Tang Danbai smiled in relief, "I never thought you would have guessed it so long ago. You are worthy of being the partner that I, Tang Danbai, have chosen. You are smart!"

Now the whole country is trying to generate foreign exchange, so Yang Qingdai's idea is still feasible.

The garment factory turned from loss to profit this year thanks to the products made from Yang Qingdai's designs alone. The factory director was so happy that his eyes narrowed into slits.

Seeing him appear is just like seeing the God of Wealth, the only difference is that you have to offer him worship and burn three incense sticks every day.

"Don't give me that. Don't think you can fool people with just a compliment. You still have to settle the accounts clearly."

"Yes, of course I can't. I'm not afraid of you laughing at me, but the money I've made during this time working with you is almost equal to what I've made over the years." Tang Danbai poured himself a cup of tea and sighed, "It feels so good to have money in my pocket just by lying down."

Yang Qingdai picked up a fondant hawthorn, took a small bite, and grimaced, "Why is this hawthorn so sour? You, of course it's good. You cross your legs and earn double the money, how can it be bad?"

"Isn't this all thanks to you, the 'Goddess of Wealth'? Let's get down to business. When will the quota be requested? I'll let them prepare before applying."

When it comes to making money, Tang Danbai is more enthusiastic than anyone else.

Yang Qingdai was also unambiguous: "We need both sessions this year."

"Okay, I'll go out and find a post office later to call the garment factory." He was so happy that he couldn't stop talking. "The factory manager will be so happy that he can't sleep if he can get a foreign exchange order."

"Reliable one..."

"Sister Qingdai, come quickly." Qu Dongdong's cheerful voice came from outside, "My mother is here. She brought you a lot of delicious food and beautiful clothes."

"Wow, sister Dongdong, your mother is so young and beautiful." Tang Danni's exclamation continued, "Why didn't you inherit your mother's good looks?"

Following Tang Danni's teasing, Yang Qingdai went out and saw Qu Dongdong's mother wearing a brightly colored thick wool coat, watching Qu Dongdong and Tang Danni playing with each other with a smile on her face.

"Hello Aunt Qu, thank you for your hard work along the way."

What a beauty. What a great beauty.

Yang Qingdai stared at Qu Dongdong's mother's face, unwilling to move her eyes away, even her breathing slowed down.

"Hello, you should be the sister Qingdai that Dongdong mentioned. Thank you for taking care of that silly girl these days." Aunt Qu smiled sweetly and spoke in such a gentle voice that Yang Qingdai's eyes were full of stars.

There's nothing I can do about it, since she's not only beautiful but also has a great voice.

My god, what Tang Danni said is not an exaggeration at all.

At this moment, Yang Qingdai finally realized what the ancients said in their poems: There is a beauty in the north, peerless and independent. One glance from her can conquer a city, another glance can conquer a country.

"Aunt Qu, have some tea." When Aunt Qu sat there, Yang Qingdai felt the air was fresher. "Sister Dongdong also helped us a lot."

With Qu Dongdong in front of her, and having heard of her decisive and ruthless style before she met her, Yang Qingdai could not at all associate the Jiangnan woman in front of her with a swaying waist, a graceful figure, and a delicate and graceful posture.

The few people who came to greet the elders at home were so surprised when they saw Aunt Qu that they stood there in a daze, not knowing how to react.