He was so chubby when he was a child, but he became so thin in just a few years.

Zhou Xiang quickly glanced at the fabrics on the counter and then at the fabrics on the shelves behind.

"Aunt Ling, please put me down. I'm done. Are you tired?"

"You finished reading it so quickly? Why are you so tired? You only weigh a few pounds! But why are you so thin?"

"After you've finished, put me down! I just weighed myself, and I weigh over 30 pounds!"

Ling's mother put Zhou Xiang down and said, "More than 30 kilograms is too thin. You should weigh 50 kilograms to be normal. You need to eat more."

"Okay, I will."

Hearing this, Ling Ran finally understood why she had collapsed so early in her previous life! He still needed to feed her more.

Zhou wanted to tell Ling's mother about the fabric he liked and asked her to help him buy enough to make a piece of clothing to wear over his cotton-padded jacket.

"Why do you like it so plain? There's pink over there, it would suit you perfectly!"

Zhou Xiang complained in his heart, I'm so dark, who am I trying to scare to death by wearing pink?

“The plain color is good and it resists staining!”

Dong Yunrong couldn't interfere too much, so she could only agree to help her tear off the cloth, including the outer fabric of the cotton pants, and also tear off two pieces of cloth for Zhou's father and mother.

Seeing that she had pulled out so many pieces of cloth in one breath and had so much money on her, Dong Yunrong suddenly admired Zhou's mother for letting her daughter arrange everything.

Ling Ran helped Zhou Xiang hold the cloth and protected her as she squeezed out of the crowd. Looking at the cloth in her hand, she wondered when she would get her own piece.

Ling Ran sent Zhou Xiang home before leaving.

Zhou's mother hurried back from get off work and was planning to go to the fabric store, but she didn't expect her daughter to pull it back by herself.

"I don't have much of the fabric I like left, and there are so many people buying fabric today, so I pulled it back."

Zhou's mother knew that her daughter still had money, so she took it back!

Zhou wanted to show his mother the finished drawing. After taking a look, his mother said, "Isn't this a little difficult? I'm not sure I can make a collar for a blazer made of this tweed material! And why are you adding the rope at the waist and hem of this suit?"

"If I add a drawstring belt, I can tighten the waist and keep the wind out. Even though I'm wearing a lot of clothes, it's still freezing cold inside. The clothes are longer than my cotton-padded jacket, and the hem can be pulled up, so my butt isn't cold either."

When Zhou's mother heard this, she quickly reached under her daughter's cotton-padded jacket and felt around. It was really cold, including her buttocks.

Mother Zhou's eyes turned red. She was also largely responsible for her daughter's rheumatism in her previous life. She always made clothes bigger for her, thinking that she could wear them for two more years, but she forgot that big clothes would let wind in!

"Mom, can you make a new cotton-padded jacket and trousers for me?"

Zhou Xiang wanted to shake his head, but then he thought that it was indeed cold when he was not in the space during the day.

"So when are you going to have your holiday?"

"Mom is asking for leave, tomorrow. Two days is enough for me to make you a cotton-padded jacket and trousers, and then make these clothes."

Zhou Xiang nodded and said, "I'll help you. You make the outer and lining of my cotton-padded jacket and trousers, and I'll lay the cotton thread."

Mother Zhou thought about it and nodded, "Okay, if you don't know how to do it, ask Mom again."

In the afternoon, Zhou wanted to move the sewing machine into the space while no one was at home. This sewing machine was bought by his aunt when she was a girl. When she got married and moved to another place, it was difficult to take it with her, so he gave it to his mother.

Zhou wanted to take off his cotton-padded jacket and trousers, tear them into two pieces, find the two thinner pieces in his old down jacket, tear them into pieces, and then shrink and cut them according to his own cotton-padded jacket and trousers.

Unable to bear the flying down, he found a towel, wet it with water, and covered his mouth and nose.

The cut down pieces were laboriously sewn together using a sewing machine. They were like two pieces of a large cotton-padded jacket and cotton-padded trousers. My legs were too short, so it was really difficult to stand and pedal the sewing machine.

Looking at the four down pieces that had been sewn with great difficulty, Zhou Xiang nodded, knowing that he had not lost his sewing and cutting skills.

After tidying up the messy scene, I thought that my mother must be even colder in the empty warehouse every day, so I looked for a plain short down jacket. Well, it should be suitable for my mother to wear under her clothes.

After hand-sewing his cotton-padded jacket and trousers, Zhou Xiang looked at the down stuck on the walls of the thatched hut, resigned himself to putting on his jacket and trousers, went out of the space to fetch water, and wiped the down off the walls of the thatched hut.

After finishing all this, I moved the sewing machine out and put it away, then washed my face and wiped my hair with hot water.

Looking at the clock on the wall, I realized that I have been busy in this space for more than ten hours!

The next day, when Zhou's mother was preparing to make clothes, she saw the so-called down jacket handed to her by her daughter. Can this light thing keep her warm?

"Mom, wear this under your woolen coat and you'll see if it's warm enough. It's something from the big city. I saw them selling them last time when I was out making money, so I took the opportunity to buy a few."

"But didn't you just bring back a torn snakeskin bag?"

"I left it on Zuo Heng's side. I remembered it yesterday when we were talking about making a quilted jacket. I went to the county town this afternoon and came back in a hurry. This is the lining of the altered quilted jacket and trousers. I altered it myself last night. Is it okay?"

Mother Zhou didn't doubt her daughter's explanation. She picked up the down feather piece her daughter had modified and looked at it. "Hmm, not bad."

Putting down what he was holding, he said, "Then help mom carry the sewing machine to the door. It's bright out here."

Zhou tried hard to lift the needle end of the sewing machine, but he couldn't lift it at all. Even when he stood on tiptoe, it didn't move at all.

Just when the mother and daughter were at their wit's end, Ling Ran arrived. Ling Ran mustered up the courage to come today because Zhou wanted to say that she didn't want to take extra classes anymore and she had no excuse.

Zhou Xiang's eyes lit up when he saw him, "Quick, Ling Ran, come and help!"

Only then did Ling Ran notice that Zhou's mother was also at home, and he obediently called her "Auntie".

"Ranran! Come and help Auntie carry this sewing machine to the door. I asked a blacksmith to make the stand for it myself. It's too heavy. I think I can't lift it."

Ling Ran lifted up the sewing machine happily; his arrival was still welcome.

Zhou's mother first cut out the cotton coat and trousers for her daughter, sewed them, spread the down feathers flat on them, turned them over, and gave them to Zhou Xiang.

Zhou Xiang rolled up his cotton jacket and trousers, carried them to his bed, spread them out, took the needle and thread, put the thimble on his thumb, and began to sew carefully.

Ling Ran followed Zhou Xiang the whole time, and his heart softened when he saw her doing needlework seriously.

Zhou Xiang looked up and saw Ling Ran, "Why are you still here?"

Ling Ran felt a little aggrieved, "I came to play with you."

"I'm busy." After saying that, he lowered his head to draw the thread. He wanted to draw the thread denser, otherwise it would not fit properly and would appear thick.

Ling Ran didn't care about her tone and just watched from the side, feeling a sense of peace and tranquility.

Zhou Xiang sewed very quickly. In just over an hour, he had finished sewing the cotton jacket and trousers, and showed them to his mother.