Seventy-third hug

  The farmer's breakfast may not be as exquisite as the ones in the store, but Sun Zhenxiang made it with heart, filled with thick love and home flavor, which can't be tasted no matter what in the store.

  Ever since Chen Xiu came to the house, Sun Zhenxiang's cooking has also become more particular. The porridge is cooked more delicately, the steamed buns are made more fragrant, and the side dishes are cut more finely, with richer color combinations.

  At the age of Chen Xi, many children do not like to eat much, but in Zhao Yang's home, such a situation has never occurred. Her daily breakfast, in addition to porridge and steamed buns, also includes a bowl of freshly squeezed goat's milk.

  Watching Chen Xi finish the bowl of goat's milk, Chen Mei wiped her mouth with her hand and turned to Zhao Yang with a smile: "I'll trouble you for the next two days!"

  Zhao Yang smiled wryly: "Isn't it just receiving goods? Can't they just have them delivered?"

  Mei smiled and said: "You don't understand, I have to be satisfied with what goods to bring in!"

  In four more days, it will be the eleventh. Although small county towns are not like big cities where the eleventh is a peak season for commodity sales, there will definitely be more people buying clothes than usual, and the store naturally needs to make some preparations. Moreover, keeping styles constantly changing is also a good way to enhance the store's competitiveness and stimulate people's desire to buy.

  Just as Chen Mei said, every piece of clothing sold in "Chen's Closet" was first selected by her before being stocked, and today she was just about to return from Huang Hai with a new batch of goods.

  She went to stock up, and naturally no one was left in the store. This family, Zhao Bingxing is not suitable to go, Sun Zhenxiang has never sold anything, and still needs to cook at home, counting down, only Zhao Yang is suitable to go.

  But because it was a women's clothing store, Zhao Yang really didn't want to go. He wanted to say something else, but Zhao Bingxing, who was collecting bowls and chopsticks, couldn't help but say, "It's just letting you watch the store and collect money, why so many words?"

  Zhao Yang's family had only ten mu of orchard, the apples were sold out, and pruning still had to wait for a while. Except for fertilizing the ground once, Zhao Bingxing didn't have much work to do either. Once he was idle, he would also help with some household chores.

  Sun Zhenxiang gently smoothed out Chenxu's hair and said to Chenmei, "This has been going back and forth for a month now, it's too tiring! Why not let Zhao Yang go procure the goods instead?"

  Chen Mei moved her legs apart and helped Chen Xiu sit up straight, then smiled and said: "So many styles, which one to choose from? A big man like him wouldn't understand this."

  Sun Zhenxiang thought for a moment, then pulled Chen Mei's hand and said: "Then you go early, it's good to come back early! The things on the road are not clean, I'll pack some braised meat and two small dishes for you to take with you, eat them on the way! When you arrive, call Auntie... If it's too late, stay at Huang Hai for a night..."

  Chen Mei's heart warmed up, and she let Sun Zhenxiang pull her hand, looking into Sun Zhenxiang's eyes: "Auntie, it's not the first time you're going, don't be so troublesome!"

  Sun Zhenxiang got up and walked towards the kitchen while saying: "What's the trouble? Everything is ready!"

  Since the opening of "Chen's Wardrobe", every time Chen Mei went to Huang Hai to purchase goods, she would carefully instruct her. Now she also knows that Chen Mei and Zhao Yang's relationship is not what she imagined, but it does not affect her fondness for Chen Mei.

  As soon as Sun Zhenxiang left the door, Chen Mei scolded: "It's just letting you temporarily help take care of the store and collect money. What's your expression? Is it that difficult?"

  Chen Xi pulled Zhao Yang's big hand and looked at it, bending his fingers to play. Zhao Yang stretched out his hand and let her toss him around, and helplessly said to Chen Mei: "I agreed, I only take care of collecting money, other things I don't care about!"

  Chen Mei gave Zhao Yang a white look and said, "What do you think you can still do?"

  Zhao Yang thought so too, he was just a cashier at the door, what's the big deal?

  Sun Zhenxiang filled the four-layer lunch box to the brim, and also brought Chen Mei four more big and round apples, it seems that dinner is also ready.

  As Zhao Yang followed Chen Mei's car, Sun Zhenxiang indulgently pulled Chen Xiu into her arms and kissed him, picking him up to head home: "Finally gone! No one can fight with me for Xiu Xiu now! Grandma is here to play with Xiu Xiu today, do you think it's good?"

  ……

  Chen Mei stopped the car in front of "Morning Morning's Wardrobe", opened the door, and said to Zhao Yang: "Each piece of clothing has a price tag on it. You can just collect money at the door! If you're tired at noon, go upstairs and take a nap!"

  This is a row of two-story street shops. Zhao Yang didn't know when Chen Mei rented the second floor, was it used as a warehouse?

  Mei finished speaking and drove away after saying hello to a few acquaintances.

  Looking at all sorts of women's clothing, Zhao Yang found that every piece fit Chen Mei perfectly, was she in the garment industry because of her own hobby?

  This kind of clothing with obvious personal style is also facing customers who like the same type, and of course, there are also customers who have different temperament but like this style.

  Zhao Yang just wanted to be a cashier. He originally thought that they would only look at clothes by themselves, buy what they liked and leave if they didn't like anything, and wouldn't have any dealings with him, a big man.

  However, for women who come to the clothing store in person, they are not only here to buy clothes, but also to experience it. Some people see that Chen Mei is not there and turn around and leave, some people like the clothes, buy them and leave, but some people also like to listen to others' opinions. Faced with such customers, he can only express his own views.

  Different faces, skin tones, figures and hobbies have different requirements for clothes, which is a knowledge.

  Zhao Yang didn't study this aspect of knowledge, but she isn't a professional fashion designer either. They aren't models, and it's not hard to make suggestions.

  For example, people with fair skin will go well with bright red clothes, and for those with darker skin tones, it is recommended to choose softer colors; some people are petite, Zhao Yang suggests that they buy soft, fitted, and close-fitting ones, which will show another kind of beauty, and if you choose cowboy-style clothing that gives a hard feeling, it will make her look dry...

  Zhao Yang's attitude is warm and sincere, giving people a sense of reliability, so his suggestions are mostly accepted, and the clothes are sold smoothly.

  He found that selling clothes in the store wasn't so bad after all, and he even started to like this kind of life. Apart from the joy of gaining something when the clothes were sold out, the clothes that made the buyer more beautiful also gave him a sense of accomplishment!

  Moreover, the color that each person likes is also closely related to their own physical condition. For example, people with a strong liver fire tend to like green and blue clothing, while those with poor kidney function tend to prefer black clothes. As for Zhao Yang, he has a thorough understanding of each person's physical condition, so his suggestions naturally make them satisfied.

  In short, after a day, the sales of "Chen Chen's Wardrobe" were not affected by the change to Zhao Yang.

  On September 28th at noon, Chen Mei first transported back five large boxes of clothes, but said that there were new products that would arrive today, and after resting for a while, she drove back to Huang Hai.

  Seeing Chen Mei's horse galloping towards the Yellow Sea again, Zhao Yang felt a little uneasy in his heart.

  It wasn't until the evening of September 29th that Chen Mei rushed back again.

  After dinner, back in the orchard, waiting for Chen Mei to finish washing up, Zhao Yang couldn't help but say: "Cao Jia and Yuan Yue eleven are coming, you can't go out anymore!"

  Chen Mei had already brought over her laptop and computer chair, and was now sitting in front of the computer browsing through various clothes. Wen Yan said: "It's almost done, no need to go!"

  Zhao Yang put the water cup on the table. As he walked closer to Chen Mei's side, he clearly felt her fatigue, and softly said: "Let me give you a shoulder massage!"

  "Morning plum patted her shoulders and said without turning back: 'Good! My shoulders are sore to death!'"

  I don't know what else she's been busy with for the past three days, but just driving on the road will take up more than 30 hours! Think about it, her hands have been on the steering wheel all the time, can her shoulders not be sore?

  Zhao Yang also saw that her shoulder had a more severe blood stasis. He warmed his hands and placed them on her shoulders to apply the heat.

  Chen Mei's shoulders tensed up and then relaxed, exhaling a breath of air. After a while, she said: "You pinch now!"

  Zhao Yang controlled the force well, using the base of his palm to push from the neck to both sides twice, then used a knife-edge palm to strike evenly once, and finally pinched the tendon on the shoulder and lifted it up and down!

  In Zhao Yang's eyes, Chen Mei's stagnant blood on her shoulders instantly dispersed and became unobstructed!

  But Chen Mei felt that Zhao Yang's mention seemed to lift up her five internal organs, a chill ran from the soles of her feet to the top of her head, and then Zhao Yang let go of his hand, her body relaxed instantly, incredibly relaxing! But in this instant, there was a sour and pungent pain that rushed into her nasal cavity, and tears flowed out uncontrollably!

  Mei Chen wiped away her tears, turned around and punched Zhao Yang with all her might, shouting: "You did it on purpose! You must have done it on purpose!" After punching him twice, she blocked his chest with her arm, then buried her face in her arm, trying to hold back her tears.

  Zhao Yang discovered for the first time that Chen Mei's shoulders were actually very thin, yet they bore so much! His right hand was placed on the back of the chair, his left hand slowly stretched out and gently placed on her back.

  A feeling he had never experienced before swept over his heart! His palm seemed to be able to cover the back of Chen Mei, but it also felt like what his hand touched was as unreal as a dream!

  But after this dreamy feeling, he clearly felt that Chen Mei's body was very light and soft, as if it were weightless, making him feel like he was holding a handful of cotton, a cluster of air, a colorful bubble that would shatter with the slightest force.

  But this light-as-air, soft body fills his heart, his lungs, every part of his body and the void in his life to the brim!

  P.S: Sorry for the late update.....

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