He took out the remaining clothes and said as he took them, "This is for Uncle Zhao, this is for Brother Tianlei, and this is for Lingling and Ruirui."

Meng Ying took the clothes and said to the two children, "Lingling, Ruirui, go try on the clothes your sister Shu made for you."

Zhao Tianrui, who had long envied his mother for having new clothes, rushed over immediately, and Zhao Yueling followed closely behind.

After taking her clothes, Zhao Yueling thanked Jianshu, and Zhao Tianrui also followed his sister's example.

After the two children went into the room to change clothes, Meng Ying said, "Your Uncle Zhao will be very happy when he finds out. And your brother Tianlei, I will send the clothes to him tomorrow."

Jian Shu had noticed that Zhao Tianlei wasn't home earlier, so she couldn't help but ask, "Didn't Brother Tianlei say he'd be back for the New Year this year? Why haven't I seen him? Is he not coming back again?"

Hearing Jianshu mention her son, Meng Ying sighed and said, "Their army has suspended home leave this year. They just called a few days ago to say they can't come back this year."

Seeing that Meng Ying was a little depressed, Jian Shu touched her hands on her knees without saying anything.

Meng Ying just missed her son. No matter what others said, it was useless. She could get over it on her own.

"I heard that you were going to make clothes for us, so I called your brother Tianlei to ask about the sizes. He was so happy when he found out, and kept saying that the little follower he used to be has grown up." Having been a military wife for so many years, Meng Ying has a strong ability to regulate her emotions, and she quickly recovered from her depression.

After all, things are relatively peaceful now. It’s much better than before when we were worried every day.

Speaking of Zhao Tianlei, Jianshu couldn't help but smile.

She has been the apple of Jian Yucheng and Qiao Ling's eye since she was young. She is a bit of a loner and can't get along with many children of her age.

Most families tend to favor boys over girls, and girls are treated far less favorably than their older brothers at home. Seeing how favored Jianshu is, most of them feel that they are not the same kind of people and do not interact with her much.

As for the boys, it goes without saying that they don’t like playing with girls and no one wants to take her with them.

It wasn't until Jian Yucheng and Zhao Mingze became neighbors and Zhao Tianlei was forced by his parents to take Jian Shu, the little follower, with him every day that she really had a companion.

Although Zhao Tianlei, who is still a child, is very reluctant to bring a burden with him, he will do what he promised his parents and bring Jianshu with him wherever he goes.

Later, when he got used to Jianshu, he would take Jianshu with him when he went out without his parents saying much.

Just like that, as the seasons changed, Jianshu slowly grew up stumbling and stumbling along behind him.

After Zhao Yueling was born, whether it was Zhao Mingze and Meng Ying, or Jian Yucheng and Qiao Ling, they were all very busy with work and had no time to take care of the child, so Zhao Tianlei had to take care of two children.

The most common sight in the military compound at that time was a tall and thin boy followed by a little girl who was a head shorter than him, and behind her was a little kid who was not even as tall as his waist.

The three of them are arranged like a signal, from low to high.

From time to time, the young man turned around with an angry look on his face, and the two little girls behind him immediately smiled at him in a flattering manner. I don’t know what they said, but the young man could no longer put on a sour face and couldn’t help laughing.

Pulling his thoughts back from the memory, Jian Shu said, "I don't know if the clothes will fit me. I sent them over and couldn't alter them even if I wanted to."

"It's okay. You made clothes for him. How dare he dislike it? It's enough for him to have something to wear." Meng Ying said indifferently.

Looking at Meng Ying's appearance, Jian Shu felt helpless.

At this time, the two little guys came out after changing their clothes. Zhao Tianrui rushed over happily and showed off his new clothes to Meng Ying.

"Mom, look, do I look good? I'm going to sleep in this dress today and I won't take it off."

Meng Ying smiled and nodded after hearing the first half of his sentence. "It looks good. This dress is really nice."

After hearing the second half of the sentence, he said, "With the way you sleep, these clothes will be in a mess when you wake up tomorrow. Go and change them for me. Don't get them dirty from climbing trees and fighting every day."

Zhao Tianrui liked this clothes very much. When he heard his mother asked him to change it, he was very reluctant. When he saw his sister next to him was still wearing new clothes, he became even more dissatisfied.

She said angrily, "Why is Sister still wearing new clothes? Why don't you change them?"

"Your sister is not like you, she takes much care of her clothes, and her clothes are much cleaner than yours.

Unlike you, who knows where you are every day, your clothes are as dirty as your dad's, and they are the hardest to wash." Meng Ying retorted, perhaps remembering the effort it took to wash the clothes of both father and son, but she became increasingly angry as she spoke.

Of course, she would also let her daughter change her clothes, after all, the weather was cold and she could easily catch a cold. But she said this for another purpose.

Five-year-old Zhao Tianrui had never washed clothes before. After hearing what she said, he said, "I'll wash the clothes myself. I want to wear the new clothes made by Sister Shushu."

"Okay, it just so happens that the dirty clothes you just took off today haven't been washed yet. Go wash yours, and I'll let you wear new clothes tomorrow." Meng Ying achieved her goal and said it very straightforwardly.

With the strength Zhao Tianrui has, it would be strange if he could wash the clothes clean.

Every time I tell him to be careful not to get his clothes too dirty, he doesn't listen and nothing I say works. This time, I let him wash his clothes by himself to see how it goes.

When the naive Zhao Tianrui heard that his mother agreed, he happily ran to wash clothes.

Meng Ying went to adjust the water temperature for him, put the clothes in the basin, and left it alone.

Seeing Jianshu and Zhao Yueling looking in Zhao Tianrui's direction, Meng Ying called out, "Don't bother with him. He goes out clean every morning and comes back dirty at night. I've told him many times but he doesn't listen. It's time to let him experience for himself how difficult it is to wash his clothes."

Jianshu knew that Meng Ying just wanted Zhao Tianrui to experience it, so she didn't interrupt. She also wanted to let Zhao Tianrui know that washing clothes was also very tiring.

Looking at the pile of raw materials on the dining table, Jian Shu said, "Okay, let him learn to wash clothes too. Let's go make dumplings and leave him alone."

"Then let's move the table over and wrap while watching TV." The Zhao family bought a black and white TV not long ago. It is not as good as the large color TVs in later generations, but it is a luxury among luxuries at that time.

Normally, my friends who have two children often come to my house to watch TV. It was New Year's Eve today, otherwise the living room would definitely be full of children.

Meng Ying and Jianshu Zhao Yueling walked over and moved the table in front of the TV so that they could watch TV just by looking up.

Today's tables are made of pure solid wood, and their weight is incomparable to those tables in later generations.

In other words, after several months of exercise and the use of spiritual spring water, Jianshu has become much stronger, otherwise he would not be able to move.