Deep love is also heartless

Liu Biluo: "No, that won't work. Whether you spend money or not has nothing to do with me, but this dress is worth three hundred thousand, so I have to give you three hundred thousand."

Orange: "How can the craftsmanship be more expensive than the fabric?"

Liu Biluo: "The manual labor I mentioned is still less, because the better the fabric, the harder it is to cut. It also includes the design of the style. The design fee and manual labor fee are at least equal to the fabric. The better the fabric, the higher the proportion."

Orange opened his mouth wide and let out another "ah", which made Liu Biluo laugh.

Orange: "Wait for me to ask Grandpa Qiao. If we sell it for money, we have to give the money to Grandpa Qiao."

Liu Biluo was shocked again. Grandpa Qiao, could it be Old Qiao? No way. Qiao Lieque and Ju Wangshu had a conflict at the beginning of last school year. If Ju Wangshu had a relationship with Old Qiao, shouldn’t Qiao Lieque have argued with her?

Liu Biluo was in a state of confusion, but her good upbringing prevented her from asking further questions.

After seeing Liu Biluo off, Juzi called Mr. Qiao. When Mr. Qiao saw Juzi's call, he was very happy. This was the first time that Juzi had taken the initiative to call him in more than a year.

Old Qiao asked happily: "Xiao Shu, do you miss grandpa?"

Juzi felt a little sad after hearing this. In fact, she really missed Grandpa Qiao, but she had too many concerns and forced herself not to think about it.

Orange said "hmm" softly, and said, "Grandpa Qiao, is the fabric you gave me smoked plum silk?"

Mr. Qiao: "I don't know. Your Uncle Qiao got it. I think it looks nice. I happened to hear that you needed some fabric, so I asked your Uncle Qiao to deliver it to you."

Orange was embarrassed and said with a smile: "Grandpa Qiao, do you know that the cloth is very valuable and has a limited supply?"

Mr. Qiao: "What things are useful? As long as they are useful, they are good. Otherwise, they are useless no matter how valuable they are."

Juzi felt that she could not communicate with Mr. Qiao anymore, so she could only say directly, "Grandpa Qiao, I made an evening gown with the fabric you gave me. Someone likes it and wants to buy it for 300,000 yuan. I want to ask for Grandpa Qiao's opinion. Should I sell it?"

Mr. Qiao: "The fabric is yours after I give it to you. It has nothing to do with me whether you sell it or not, and it has nothing to do with me how much you sell it for."

Juzi knew that she couldn't change Mr. Qiao's mind, so she had to take a step back and said, "Grandpa Qiao, I won't give you the money from the sale, but can you give me the sizes of Grandma Qiao and Auntie Qiao so that I can make a skirt for them?"

Old Qiao: "Then make a skirt for Xixi's mother. Your grandmother Qiao can't wear skirts anymore."

Juzi knew that Grandma Qiao was in poor health and seemed unable to get out of bed, but she didn't ask any more questions. She asked about Honghong's condition and then hung up the phone.

Juzi is a person who cannot keep things. This piece of cloth is less than 17 meters, and 6 meters were used, and 5 meters were wasted. But it is not a waste. She can make a skirt for herself, and the rest can be made into one each for grandma and Yin Lihua.

Orange discussed the style of the skirt with her grandmother, and then she bought some cheap goods from street stalls. She made a sample first, and then started cutting and sewing it after she was satisfied with it.

Grandma was a little reluctant, but Orange was determined and courageous, so she cut it down in a flash.

After it was done, Juzi asked Mr. Qiao for the address and mailed it directly to Xixi’s mother.

Yin Lihua was not very happy when she received the skirt. She grumbled to Mr. Qiao, "I finally got half a piece of smoked plum silk, but I gave it away before I even touched it. Do you think I'm paying for it with a skirt?"

Mr. Qiao frowned and said, "Xiao Shu is Xixi's savior, why are you reluctant to give her some fabric?"

Yin Lihua: "Haven't I already given her 300,000 yuan? So what? Do I still owe her a lifetime favor?"