An hour later, in Quanshui Village, thousands of miles away.

The village party secretary walked into the Shi family's new courtyard with a smile on his face.

"Yuzhu called back and asked you to hurry up and do it. They're rushing for the goods. Don't worry about the fabric. The goods will be sent to you soon. Oh, and Yuzhu also said that when rushing the work, you must pay attention to the quality. Don't be sloppy with anything."

There were only three people in the room, old lady Lu Huanying, Su Zhen, and Zheng Mudan!

The village party secretary made the announcement in a very formal and loud voice.

The three of them were amused and happy at the same time: "We know, we are on the way!"

Now Su Zhen is very skilled at operating the sewing machine, and Zheng Mudan has also mastered it quickly.

Two people take turns to do several pieces a day.

If the old lady hadn't been worried about the sewing machine being stepped on and damaged, they would have had no problem taking turns sewing in the first and second half of the night.

The old lady asked, "Uncle, did Yuzhu say anything about herself? Are they all okay?"

"She's fine. She said she's in good health. Don't worry."

The village party secretary walked over to watch Su Zhen operating the sewing machine and said, "Oh, this thing is great. It can replace many people."

Now his family also fully supports Zheng Mudan in helping Tian Yuzhu make clothes.

Anyway, after the property was distributed to each household, the family only had so much land.

She has the final say on when to finish planting, and Zheng Mudan comes here every day to make clothes to earn money.

Her husband, the village party secretary, and her unmarried brother-in-law are three men responsible for farming.

The family of the second son, who is the talkative one in the family, has been separated by the village party secretary. Now the whole family has a quiet life and a bright future.

Compared with the sewing machine at the Shi family's side, Tian Ying's at Tianjia Village is much slower.

But she and her mother Yang Xiu became more and more adept at sewing, and they could increase their speed without making mistakes.

Every time five pieces were completed, Tian Xiang would ride the bicycle borrowed from the brigade to deliver them to Quanshui Village.

Zheng Mudan remembers every detail of how many pieces there are in total!

In addition, not to mention the new goods needed by Beijing, even the educated youth from nearby villages came to order more than 20 pieces, which was a very urgent task.

Some educated youth are going to return to the city next month, and they come to urge them every now and then.

Zheng Mudan and Su Zhen were both happy and worried. They didn't expect that they would make so much money in this life.

"Old sister, Azhen, please open the door."

There was a knock on the door outside the courtyard.

Su Zhen was operating the sewing machine. Zheng Mudan got the old lady's permission and ran out to open the gate.

As soon as she saw the people standing outside the door, Zheng Mudan's face fell: "Third Aunt and Fourth Aunt, what are you two doing here?"

While speaking, he did not take his hand off the door handle.

Because she didn't want these two people to go in at all.

The third aunt smiled brightly and said, "Hey, Mudan, why are you stopping us? We're here to chat with our elder sister."

"Yeah, hurry up and let us in, Peony."

Fourth Aunt was very strong and took a step forward into the yard without worrying about getting her feet pinched.

There was no choice but for Zheng Mudan to move aside.

In the past, they had to be very careful when making clothes, for fear that someone in the village would become jealous and report them.

Now I won’t be afraid even if they see me.

Who dares to go against the country's policies?

As soon as the third and fourth aunts entered the room, they began to exclaim, "Oh, this dress is so well made."

"Tsk tsk, it's so beautiful. I've never seen such beautiful clothes."

Two pairs of unwashed hands, just returned from the fields, were about to pick it up.

The old lady stopped them in time: "Hey, don't touch it. If you touch it, you have to buy it."

Their hands froze in mid-air.

"Old sister, you must be joking. This style of clothes is not suitable for old people like us. It is for young people." Auntie grinned.

Fourth Aunt nodded vigorously to serve as a foil.

The old lady smiled and said, "You know it's for young people, so why are you here to join in the fun? Stop looking and go back!"

She knew that these two people would not come to her temple without a reason.

But the old lady disliked them. All the good and bad things about the Shi family were made up by them.

He is a real fence-sitter, who changes sides depending on the wind. He is annoying.

At this moment, the third aunt's smile almost faded, and she quickly said flatteringly: "Old sister, don't be afraid of the village party secretary being here today. We just want to ask you for some work."

"What kind of work is that? The work in my fields is not enough for the eldest brother to do alone!"

"No." The fourth aunt sat down on the edge of the kang next to the old lady and said, "Auntie, we heard that Azhen and her friends make a lot of money making clothes. It's just sewing, you see. We can do this job too."

"Can you talk to Yuzhu and ask Azhen to give us some work? We can make money together, Auntie. We are all from the same village. We will meet each other sooner or later."

"Oh!" Zheng Mudan couldn't stand it any longer. "When Fourth Aunt called Yuzhu a fool behind her back, she never considered that we were from the same village. Also, didn't you say she was a romantic freak? How come you forgot all that?"

"Hush, you little girl." Fourth Aunt quickly waved her hand: "You remembered it wrongly, I'm not the kind of person who gossips, if you don't believe me, ask your father-in-law."

Village Party Secretary: “…”

He had wanted to leave before, and now with so many women in the room he couldn't stay any longer.

He coughed and said, "Auntie, I have to go back first. I have other things to deal with in the village."

"Well, go ahead!" the old lady nodded.

The village party secretary just left without saying a word, leaving Fourth Aunt with an embarrassed look on her face.

She turned around and begged the old lady: "Auntie, don't listen to Mudan's nonsense. In fact, the whole village is saying those things. I was just chatting with them."

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