Chapter 315 A Red Skirt

After sending the Xue siblings and Lin Wangshu away, Lin's mother closed the door and turned to Lin An'an and said, "An'an, this is a bit strange. I always feel that Lin Wangshu is not simple."

Lin Anan nodded, "I understand, Mom. But she doesn't look like a bad person. Maybe she just wants to find some relatives to support her. I'll find a chance to get in touch with her and get to know her better."

Mother Lin sighed, "I hope I'm overthinking. By the way, why hasn't Zihuai come back yet? I asked him to bring back a pound of soy sauce. I can't cook without it."

In the evening, Lin Zihuai came back with Dujuan again.

Taking advantage of the Mid-Autumn Festival, Lin's mother went to buy some cloth and not only made new clothes for Lin Anan and others, but even Du Juan got some!

"Why are you all standing there? Go and try it on. If the size doesn't fit, I'll change it for you right away. By the way, there's hot water at home. If anyone wants to wash their hair or take a bath, go ahead."

When Lin's mother said "everyone", she was actually hinting at Dujuan.

Lin Zihuai and Du Juan will be on stage tomorrow. If they take a comfortable hot bath, they will probably feel much better.

The dormitory of the art troupe was not bad, but there was no such good thing as a toilet. If you wanted to take a shower, you had to go to the water room to fetch water, and the hot water was limited in time and quantity.

It is very inconvenient for women with long hair to wash their hair.

Dujuan naturally heard the hidden meaning in Lin's mother's words. A warm feeling surged in her heart, her eyes turned slightly red, and even her hands trembled a little.

Looking at the skirt in her hand, she couldn't even move her feet...

For the first time, someone made clothes for her.

It was also the first time that someone silently cared about whether she should wash up and get ready today as she would be going on stage tomorrow.

All the emotions finally turned into two heavy words: "Thank you."

Mother Lin smiled and waved her hands, "Silly child, why are you being so polite to your aunt? You have a performance tomorrow, so you must be in the best condition to go on stage. Go take a shower and relax, don't be nervous."

Lin Zihuai also smiled and said, "Du Juan, listen to your mother, go take a shower first, and then try on the skirt carefully."

Du Juan nodded heavily, then took the skirt and went to the bathroom.

Lin Anan gave Chu Minglan a wink.

Chu Minglan immediately followed, "Sister Du Juan, I'll get you a new towel, shampoo and goat milk soap..."

Watching Chu Minglan jumping and skipping past, Lin's mother smiled with relief, "This child is becoming more and more sensible."

Lin Anan walked over to Lin's mother and took her arm. "Mom, you really touched Du Juan today. What's the reason? Are you trying to win the heart of your future daughter-in-law?"

Mother Lin glared at Lin An'an and said, "Stop talking nonsense. I think this child is lovable and pitiful. Look at our Zihuai, he is as tall as the door frame, but he can't understand the sufferings of the world..."

Mother Lin was full of emotion, lamenting that her stupid son was useless, and also lamenting that Dujuan was sensible and well-behaved.

Lin Anan couldn't stop laughing, "Don't let Zihuai hear it, he has a very sensitive heart."

Mother Lin smiled and patted Lin Anan.

Several people tried on the clothes one after another. The sizes were just right and the styles were nice too.

These styles were all learned by Lin's mother in the department store recently. Although they are not the most fashionable, they are still foreign.

"I said I have a sharp eye, and I still have the skill of tailoring clothes to measure the body."

Lin Zihuai nodded in approval, "Mom, with your skills, you can become a professional tailor. The clothes we wear are much more comfortable than those bought outside."

Lin Anan also chimed in, "That's right, Mom, this is custom-made for you. It's so thoughtful that money can't buy it anywhere else."

Mother Lin was so happy to be praised that she said, "You are the only ones who are so sweet and can make me happy. By the way, Zihuai, there will be a charity performance tomorrow, you must not be stage-frightened, use all the skills you have practiced in rehearsal and make everyone proud."

Lin Zihuai straightened his back and said confidently, "Mom, don't worry, I'm ready. I've been working with the group over and over again these past few days, and I've got every detail down to the wire. I'm sure it won't fail."

Just then, Dujuan came out of the bathroom.

Everyone looked over.

The little girl was wearing a slim long dress, which showed her slender waist and graceful figure.

The color of the skirt is a very novel maroon color. Du Juan is fair to the touch, and this whitening color makes her skin look even whiter than snow.

Her long, jet-black hair was casually draped over her shoulders, with a few strands hanging beside her cheeks, adding a touch of charm and cuteness.

There was a hint of shyness in her eyes, but also an unconcealable joy. Her hands unconsciously tugged at the hem of her skirt, and she lowered her head slightly, as if she didn't dare to look people in the eye.

Mother Lin was the first to come to her senses and exclaimed, "Oh, Du Juan, you look so beautiful in this skirt. The color makes you look like a little fairy."

Lin Zihuai was also a little dazed. After he came to his senses, he smiled with his big white teeth shining, "Dujuan, it's beautiful!"

Lin Anan couldn't stop laughing when she saw his expression, and couldn't say anything else except to say the word "good-looking".

Du Juan's cheeks became redder and she said softly, "Thank you, Auntie. I have never worn such a beautiful skirt. I... I don't know what to say."

Mother Lin walked over and gently took Du Juan's hand, "Good boy, why are you being so polite to us? You will be participating in the performance tomorrow, so get ready."

Du Juan nodded heavily, with a gleam in her eyes, "Aunt, I know, I will definitely behave well."

Mother Lin checked the time, winked at her silly son, and said, "It's getting late. You still have to get up early tomorrow to prepare for the charity performance."

Lin Zihuai subconsciously took a few steps forward and said, "I'll take Du Juan back!"

"Yes, yes, I'll let you deliver it."

After the two of them left, Chu Minglan and Chu Mingyu also went to wash up.

Lin Anan helped her mother tidy up the main hall and played with the dog for a while.

"I don't know what's going on with Mingzhou. I thought he would be able to come back for the Mid-Autumn Festival..."

Mother Lin comforted him in a low voice: "An An, Ming Zhou is doing the right thing and providing help to the victims. This is a good thing."

Lin Anan nodded slightly, with a hint of disappointment in her eyes, "I know, Mom. It's just that the Mid-Autumn Festival is a day for family reunion. Without him around, I always feel like something is missing. And I'm also worried about his safety over there. After all, rescue work is so hard and dangerous."

Mother Lin patted Lin Anan on the back and said, "Mingzhou is a soldier. He is capable of protecting himself. You have to trust him and take good care of yourself and the baby in your belly. When he completes his mission, he will return safely."

"Yes, Mom, I will."

"This is a common thing. Husbands and wives care about each other."