Seeing this, Yao Xiujuan stood up, took out another piece of cloth from the basket and walked over there, saying, "Sister Guihua, please teach me how to cut it. I can't trouble you every time in the future."

Wang Guihua stood in front of the table, unfolding the floral cloth in her hand. Upon hearing this, she smiled and said, "Okay, then you have to pay attention..."

"By the way, you're using this piece of cloth to make clothes for Wu Ya, right?"

Yao Xiujuan stood beside her and nodded, "Yes, make a smock for Wu Ya. You can wear it over your cotton-padded jacket during the New Year, and when the weather gets warmer, you can wear it as a jacket..."

Wang Guihua nodded slightly and measured the size of the cloth. "Well, three feet of cloth is not too big, but not too small either. If I make it for Wu Ya, it won't be enough to make two clothes, but one is too little..."

Yao Xiujuan also knew that it was a bit awkward to make clothes for Wu Ya with only three feet of cloth, but she still smiled and said, "It's okay, Sister Guihua, just watch me cut it. I can use the remaining cloth to make something else in the future..."

Wang Guihua thought for a moment and then started to work. With a few "clicks", she cut off several pieces of cloth. Finally, she explained to Yao Xiujuan, "It would be a waste to make only one piece of clothing. I can cut as I go. The remaining pieces of cloth can be pieced together to make a pair of shorts. When summer comes, you can let Wu Ya wear them..."

"Sister-in-law is really creative. I was just thinking about saving the remaining cloth to use for patching..."

In the 1960s and 1970s, it was normal for poor families to use pieces of cloth of different colors to piece together a piece of clothing, not to mention pieces of cloth of the same color. So when Yao Xiujuan thought about Wang Guihua's suggestion, she praised it without hesitation.

Wang Guihua was so happy when she heard that. She turned her head and saw that she was holding a piece of cloth in her hand. "Is this cloth for Brother Chu Tian to make clothes?"

Yao Xiujuan put the cloth on the table and said embarrassedly, "No, it's made for me. Brother Tian bought it especially for me..."

Wang Guihua was surprised, then smiled and praised, "Oh, Brother Chu Tian loves you..."

Yao Xiujuan's face turned red involuntarily. Not to mention anything else, even though her mother-in-law and brothers and sisters-in-law had always been mean to her, Chu Tian had always been very good to her...

When Chu Tian woke up, he found his daughter sitting next to him playing quietly, not making any noise or noise. "Wu Ya, where's your mother?"

Wu Ya heard Chu Tian's voice and happily threw herself on him. Her soft voice came, "Dad, Mom is not here. When Wu Ya woke up, she didn't see her..."

Chu Tian was stunned for a moment, thinking that it was so cold outside, and she was pregnant, where could she have gone? When he was about to get up and go out to look for her, Yao Xiujuan came back.

"What did you do?"

Looking at her carrying a basket, Chu Tian frowned slightly, thinking, could it be that Liu Zhaodi had instructed her to do something again?

Yao Xiujuan put the basket on the table, took out the cut cloth from it, and said with a smile, "My tailoring skills are not good. I was afraid of ruining the good cloth, so I went to find Sister Guihua for help..."

Chu Tian pondered for a long time before he remembered who Sister Guihua was. He suddenly realized, "Ah, then why don't you just ask Sister Guihua to help you make it?"

Wang Guihua has a good craft. During the off-season, she would help people make clothes at home. It was not expensive to make one piece. If she knew someone in the brigade, she would just give a few eggs or something. If she didn't know them, she would only charge a few cents for one piece.

Yao Xiujuan paused as she placed the fabric down, then slowly said, "I, I want to make it myself..."

Chu Tian didn't think too much about it, just nodded and said, "Okay, if you want to do it, just do it yourself. If you like it, I will buy you a sewing machine in the future..."

In the evening, they had another bland meal of clear soup, which made Chu Tian's mouth almost taste bland. When the family of three returned to their nest, they impatiently took out the clay pot from the kang hole, took out the heated mutton offal and mutton head, and invited Wu Ya and Yao Xiujuan to eat.