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Qi Yao took Bi Lihuai to a local traditional clothing handmade shop. Many of the owners in their handmade clothing shop started learning art in their teens, and then they have been tailors for 50 to [-] years. It's gray, but it's still made by hand. Their handwork can be described as a must.

Bi Lihuai likes this kind of shop. As soon as he stepped into the door, he felt that he had come to a magical world. Inside, everything was placed in the window and hung on the wall. All the things could be called handicrafts, which were very beautiful. He reached out to take them He picked up a round handbag. Every stitch and thread of the hand-sewn handbag is particularly neat, and the sewing techniques are traditional craftsmanship that has been passed down for hundreds of years. These craftsmanship cannot be possessed by Bi Lihuaihuai.

And every country has its own habit of making clothes. Bi Lihuai is looking at this handmade bag. Every bead on it is stared at with needles and threads. Looking at the neat needles and threads, it has been a long time. He touched his favorite design and missed his career very much.

"Like it? My husband will buy it for you."

"Okay." Bi Lihuai agreed casually, in a perfunctory tone.

"Do you like it or not?"

"Guess." Bi Lihuai said with a smile.

"I guess you must like it." Qi Yao turned his head to look at the old man who was drinking tea on the sofa not far away, and he walked over and asked, "Are you the owner of this shop?"

"Yes." The old man smiled and poured him a cup of tea, "Sit down and let your wife watch slowly."

Qi Yao saw the old man being so upbeat, he smiled and sat on the side.

He drank tea with the old man, and asked in a low voice, "Boss, what do you think of my wife?"

"It's pretty." The old man replied with a smile.

"I think it looks good too." Qi Yao looked at the two very luxurious traditional costumes hanging on the wall, and he pointed to the two dresses and asked, "Are these two collectibles or are they also for sale?"

"It's for sale, but it must be sold to someone who is destined." The old man said, looking at the two clothes, his eyes became soft.

"Is that meaningful?" Qi Yao asked curiously.

"I sewed it for myself and my sweetheart 27 years ago, we are both on our golden wedding day, and I want to sell it to a couple who really love each other, and hope they can be like us Entering the golden wedding." The old man smiled, and said to Qi Yao with some air, "There are many couples coming in my shop every day. However, I can tell if they are true love and whether they can be together forever, just by looking at them. What I’m talking about is the heart, not the body. Some people don’t love me anymore, but I’m still perfunctory. Because I haven’t found a next home, I’m always dragging another person who loves him. These people can’t buy my dress, they don’t deserve it .”

Qi Yao asked superstitiously, "Then, do you think my wife and I are really in love?"

The old man looked at Bi Lihuai, who was still admiring his work. He looked at his back, and the corner of his mouth curled up in satisfaction.

"You are very much in love."

"We plan to go get the certificate tomorrow." Qi Yao said.

"Really? Congratulations." The old man said happily.

"I just want to bring my daughter-in-law to choose a dress today, and our wedding is already under preparation."

When talking about this, the old man looked at the two of them, nodded in satisfaction and said, "You will be happy."

Only then did the old man get up and took the clothes rail and took off the two dresses hanging on it.

"You try it?"

"Daughter-in-law." Qi Yao called out to Bi Lihuai.

"What's wrong?" Bi Lihuai looked over.

Qi Yao held up a dress in one hand and asked, "Which one do you want to wear?"

These two clothes are not much different in size, but both are a little too big for Bi Lihuai.

Bi Lihuai put down the bag in his hand, walked over and looked around.

"so beautiful."

The old man handed one of them to Bi Lihuai, "This one suits you."

Bi Lihuai took the heavy dress.

Their traditional costumes are brightly colored with embroidery and beads depicting their local auspicious patterns.

"Let's try it." Qi Yao smiled and pulled Bi Lihuai into the dressing room.

You help me put it on and I help you put it on. Qi Yao's figure looks good in anything, after all he is relatively tall and can hold up his clothes.

Although Bihuai looked a little short in front of Qi Yao, his height was about 1.8 meters, and the height of his shoes was nearly 1 meters.

Not so strong, but his flat right-angled shoulders are like walking clothes hangers when wearing clothes.

In Qi Yao's dress, the collar has lace made of many folds, the sleeves are still puff sleeves, and there is an embroidered belt on the waist. In their traditional clothing, men wear skirts just like they do, with the skirts below the knees.

"Daughter-in-law...my pants are a bit narrow..." Qi Yao lifted up his clothes and let him see his pants.

He was just about to say, these pants are a bit narrow, and the crotch might burst open if there is a lot of movement, can you add a crotch for him.

Bi Lihuai reached out and touched his waist and hips.

He slapped his ass, and said seriously: "You are really fat."

"No...how could it be?" Qi Yao immediately put down his clothes.

Don't let him see it.

Bi Lihuai didn't blame him, but said in a strange tone: "I still prefer a skinny and beautiful husband, sexy."

Qi Yao couldn't help but hug him in his arms and shook him left and right.

"You can't treat me like this, no matter how fat I am, I'm still your precious husband."

Bi Li pushed him away with a smile, "Okay, you will be my fat husband at home, and I will push other young models to become the chief model of Mi Li."

"No! The lead model can only be me." Qi Yao suddenly showed fighting spirit, "I'm starting to lose weight!"

"Come on." Bi Lihuai cheered him on perfunctorily.

The two of them walked out of the locker room, talking and laughing. The old man looked at the two of them with a happy smile on his lips. Seeing them, he seemed to be back when he was young.

It was as if he saw him falling in love with his lover when he was young.

The magnetic field between two people who love each other is different.

Looking at the person who loves deeply is also different.

The old man picked up the camera and took a picture of the two of them.

The Polaroid immediately paints the picture.

The old man posted two pictures, gave them one, and kept the other one.

"It's very suitable." The old man said with a smile.

"I like it too, daughter-in-law. Let's wear this to get the certificate tomorrow. When the time comes to take the ID photo, we will wear it like this."

"it is good."