Chapter 367: Not knowing each other

Chapter 367 does not know each other
Old Feng remembers that the last time he took the lift, he had not caught up with the city's big development period. At that time, the lifts were far from advanced and quiet.
The 27th floor is not the distance to be reached.
There is still some time, Lao Feng will look at the steel plate inside the lift. It is smooth enough to blur a figure.
Although he had already sorted out his appearance over and over again when he went out, Lao Feng couldn’t help it at this time, looked at the vague figure, sorted his bow tie, and tried to see something clearly, his hair. There is nothing messed up.
He has never been so nervous.
When the elevator came a slamming sound, Lao Feng took a deep breath and took a mask that the ordinary pharmacy could buy. Then he helped his newly bought glasses and walked to the door of a family. , pressed the doorbell.
He seems to be able to hear his own heartbeat, and it is very clear. His fists also grasped and relaxed, relaxed and continued to grasp, unconsciously had some moisture.
This little wait, like the time of being infinitely slowed down - until the moment the door is finally opened.
"Ah, Master Zhou, you are coming, really on time!" Zhou Zihao opened the door and looked at the master. "How do you wear a mask?"
Lao Feng made the voice a little hoarse: "It's a little cold. But it doesn't matter."
"Zihao, did the master come?" Tao Xiaman also appeared behind Zhou Zihao, the girl looked at the teacher in front of her eyes with a smile, slightly biased her head, and there was a feeling of incomprehension. .
"Don't stand up, come on advanced." Zhou Zihao said directly at this time.
Tao Xiaman nodded. "Is Master Zhou right? You sit first, I will pour you a cup of tea."
"No, no need." Old Feng whispered: "I have a bad throat, try to drink less today... I will leave the size and leave."
Tao Xiaman did not care, just greeted people with a smile. Zhou Zihao pushed her behind and walked and said: "I am very hard to find this master, you don't have to be a bad person."
Tao Xia confessed his fiancé.
She looked back at the master and found that he was staring at himself. When the line of sight met, he suddenly moved away and began to organize the leather case on his hand.
"I haven't seen these old-fashioned things for a long time." Tao Xiaman seems to have been drawn into the memory, some blasphemy.
"Right, it tastes good." Zhou Zihao smiled and said: "You don't know, there are more in this master's house, I have a feeling of not wanting to go. The old-fashioned taste.

"Yes? I want to see if I have the chance." Tao Xia smiled and smiled.
At this time, Lao Feng coughed a few times, holding a ruler for his hand, and walked down his head and said: "Start to measure. Turn around, I will measure the height first."
Tao Xiaman also turned around.
Old Feng slowly crouched down and put down one of the rulers. He looked at the incomparable intentions, pinching the scale on the ruler one inch and one inch, and glanced at its numbers.
Write down slowly, one by one, and write a special force.
"Open your hand, now you are measuring your sleeves."
Tao Xiaman also opened his hands, but looked at his fiancé and smiled and said: "Do you know? This tailor-made feeling is really great... Yes, Master Zhou, can you catch up with time? Handmade phoenix skirt, the time is not short?"
"It will catch up, you can rest assured."
"That's hard work for you." Tao Xiaman was a little grateful... She knew the time needed to make a handmade phoenix dress.
Although as a business, when faced with the customer's problem, it must be given such an answer. I don't know why, Tao Xiaman has a feeling that the master is so much a promise, it is better to say that it is a declaration.
It’s weird... but it feels like it’s been there.
Not a while.
"A good amount, the finished product will be made out as soon as possible, and then bring you to try on, and then do some modifications." Old Feng silently turned around, while finishing his tools, whispered.
Looking at this back, Tao Xia was consciously saying: "Master Zhou... Did I see you somewhere?"
Old Feng’s hand suddenly stiffened, but it quickly returned to nature.
"This place is not big, it is not small, it is not allowed to touch it before."
"Also." Tao Xiaman smiled and felt that he had asked a boring question.
But she couldn't hold back and asked herself another question... Subconsciously, it was almost a question that broke out: "Master Zhou, how many years have you been a tailor?"
"For decades."
"You... do you know a tailor? He seems to be also a cheongsam for people, named Feng." Tao Xia suddenly paused, "I said, a long time ago."
"I don't know." Lao Feng did not look back: "Since you have an old tailor who knows, what else are you looking for?"
Tao Xiaman quickly puts on the hand: "Master, you misunderstood. I don't have any opinion about you, just ask people to ask... I like the manuscripts you painted, really! Really! Besides, I think that von The master should not have been a tailor for a long time."
"I will do it as soon as possible. I will inform you in advance if there is any news."
Lao Feng packed his own toolbox, and when he didn’t return, he left and walked step by step, and he didn’t have to send it.
The way to go and the way to come, the time is as long.
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"What's wrong? Uncomfortable?"
Looking at Xia Man, a person stayed on the terrace and looked at the city. Zhou Zihao gently hugged her from behind.
"Nothing, think about something." Tao Xiaman whispered.
"Is still thinking about the master's business just that week?"
"Slightly... I don't know what the finished product he is doing is good."
"It wouldn't be like the designer said, the girls in the wedding are more nervous?" Zhou Zihao asked on Tao Xiaman's shoulder: "I see you have snacks in the past few days."
"You are nervous." Tao Xia shook his head and suddenly said: "Zi Hao... If I have something to look at you, what would you do?"
"Well..." Zhou Zihao thought for a while: "Do you have anything else to glare at me? From the beginning of our understanding, you confess that you are the adopted person of Tao Bobo."
"But, I didn't know what happened before I was adopted, didn't I?"
"I'm not interested in knowing." Zhou Zihao gave the answer: "Or, I don't know it before you want to share it with me. Because..."
He turned Tao Xia over and whispered: "I know that I am standing in front of me, I like Xia Man, it is no problem."
"Sweet words." Tao Xia shook his head, but lowered his head and leaned on the other's chest. He whispered: "Give me some time..."
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"Well, this old man's craft is very good."
The maidservant is looking at the clothes hanging on the hangers, and the set of clothes that have long been dusty...just in this old house.
Of course, the owner of the old house itself has already left the door early.
Luo Qiu is very aware of the temperament of the night... In fact, she is very picky about food. In the long life, she is afraid that she has seen too many beautiful things, and things that can naturally enter the eyes will gradually decrease with the years and months.
"Then wear it and see." Luo boss suddenly said.
The maidservant turned and looked at her master inexplicably.
Luo Qiu smiled and said: "The old man didn't come back so soon, just wearing it, there is no problem."
Yuyou picked a plain white cheongsam cheongsam and opened the simple curtain that was set up for the guests to change clothes.
Luo Qiu began to flip things here, those clothes, the manuscripts that were used, the scissors placed here, the sewing machines here... the shallow scratches in the corners.
The owner of the club slowly closed his eyes.
He could hear the laughter and laughter that had been here. He finally came to the wall and looked at the photo on the wall.
Probably the habit of Lao Feng, whenever a guest's clothes are finished, he will always let the customer wear new clothes, leave a silhouette, and stick it here.
The photo has long been yellowed, but it has been wiped again... It’s actually very clean when it comes in.
Looking at it, Luo Qiu reached out and gently took a photo attached to the wall.
He also heard the sound of the curtain pulling. He knew that the night was already behind him... it would be very beautiful.
It’s just that Luo’s boss didn’t look back. He just looked at the photo on his hand and showed a gentle smile.
"Master, is this?" The maidservant glanced at her and she found that the woman's smile on this photo was very beautiful.
It is a gentle woman.
"My mother."
I only heard Luo Qiu whispered: "She has been here since. This is the dress she wore when she married my father. I have a photo of them in my old house... It turned out that she also married here. clothes."
(End of this chapter)