The sewing machine truly deserves its reputation as one of the "Four Big Items" of this era, as it sews clothes quickly and well.
In no time, Lu Fangfang finished sewing the military uniform.
She looked at the needle holes on the clothes; they were dense and neat, as if the clothes were meant to be that way. She was very satisfied.
If she makes money raising quails in the future, she'll have to buy a sewing machine.
Seeing that it was getting late, Lu Fangfang thanked her sister-in-law Manling and then took the clothes home.
She rinsed some rice, put it on the stove to cook, and then excitedly went into the inner room.
After changing into the clothes that had just been altered to fit her, Lu Fangfang stood in front of the wardrobe and looked at herself in the mirror. She was wearing a green military uniform, paired with short hair that reached her neck, making her look heroic and spirited.
"It's good, but her skin is too fair, it doesn't quite match."
Touching her fair cheek, Lu Fangfang indulged in a moment of self-admiration.
Wearing a military uniform, she felt that she had matured a bit and lost her childishness.
She stood in front of the wardrobe for a while before returning to the outer room.
Wearing a well-fitting military uniform made working much easier.
Seeing that the rice porridge in the pot was almost ready, Lu Fangfang took two potatoes from a burlap sack in the corner, broke off the raw potatoes, and planned to stir-fry some shredded potatoes.
By the time we finished eating, it was completely dark.
With nothing else to do, Lu Fangfang washed the dishes and then lay down on the double bed.
She picked up her watch from beside her pillow, checked the time, and realized it was only seven o'clock. She couldn't help but complain, "Going to bed early and waking up early is really healthy."
Touching the Shanghai-brand watch, Lu Fangfang began to miss Zhuang Mingcheng again.
I don't know where he is. This man must not be reckless and must protect his arm.
If I knew his address, I could write him a letter.
Lost in thought, Lu Fangfang fell asleep.
...
Factory No. 851, a classified factory, and its dormitory area.
"Hey Lao Zhuang, you're really something else. Do you even sleep with it? Look at you, you care more about it than the stuff we're going to transport tomorrow."
Zhuang Mingcheng ignored Wang Haibing's words.
He suppressed his urge to eat the sweet cakes and placed the bundle beside his pillow.
He took one last look, closed his eyes, and quickly fell asleep.
Wang Haibing: "..."
That's it, his partner is beyond saving!
It's just a sugar cake made by his fiancée, why is he treasuring it so much?
"Hmm..."
However, Wang Haibing was genuinely curious about the taste of this sugar pancake. Was it really that delicious?
Seeing that Zhuang Mingcheng was asleep, he tiptoed over.
He coughed lightly, and seeing that Zhuang Mingcheng still didn't react, he carefully reached for the bundle beside his pillow.
Just as I was about to touch it, a hand suddenly slapped me across the face.
Zhuang Mingcheng sat up and looked at him expressionlessly.
Forehead……
Wang Haibing was a little embarrassed. He scratched his head and said awkwardly, "Ahem, Lao Zhuang, I just wanted to taste it."
"If you want to try it, have your partner make it for you when you get back."
Zhuang Mingcheng picked up the bundle containing the sugar cakes and put it inside the bed. "Go to sleep. We have to get up early tomorrow. This mission can't go wrong. We both need to be on our toes."
After saying that, he lay down with his back to Wang Haibing.
"You old Zhuang, we've known each other for five or six years. Do you remember the last time you got injured, I carried you to the hospital? Now you won't even give me a pancake?"
Wang Haibing shook his head and sighed, resorting to emotional appeals.
Wang Haibing peeked at him and saw that Zhuang Mingcheng on the bed was completely unmoved; she could even faintly hear him snoring.
"..."
Wang Haibing pouted and returned to bed dejectedly.
He had just taken off his clothes and lay down when he suddenly saw the lights in the room go out.
Across from him, Zhuang Mingcheng withdrew his arm and murmured, "Go to sleep early. If you really want to eat, when we get back, I'll have Fangfang teach your sister-in-law."
...
The next morning, at the family compound.
Lu Fangfang got up early in the morning. After having a simple breakfast, she prepared to go to Commissar Xiao's house to find Sister Shufen.
Before leaving, she put the long braid she had cut off a few days ago into her cloth bag.
The cut-off braids were a waste to leave unused, so she planned to take them to the county to sell and get some money to help support her family.
As she walked into the courtyard, Lu Fangfang thought about what she needed to buy. She felt that just bringing a cloth bag wouldn't be enough, so she went inside and grabbed a burlap sack.
Now she had enough room to carry all the things she bought. She locked the gate, picked up the sack, and went to Commissar Xiao's house in the back.
Wang Shufen had already prepared everything at home.
Upon seeing Lu Fangfang arrive, she greeted her and was about to leave.
"Mom, I want to go to the county too."
"Yes, Mother, please take us to the county."
Daya and Tiedan clung to Wang Shufen's legs and wouldn't let go, insisting on going to the county as well.
It's the weekend, and the siblings had already found out that many of the kids in the family compound were going to the county, and they wanted to go with them.
"No, no, not this time."
Wang Shufen shook her head.
She has too many things to buy in the county today, so she doesn't have time to look after the two children.
"Da Ya, you stay home and take good care of your younger brother. Mom will buy you both some fruit candy. I'll call your dad again tonight so you can rest for two days and stop copying poems, okay?"
Da Ya's eyes lit up, and she immediately let go of his hand.
Thinking about the poems she had to copy every day, Daya suddenly remembered something.
She turned to look at Lu Fangfang and said aggrievedly, "Auntie, can you please stop being with that bad uncle? He's not a good person."
Lu Fangfang: "..."
She quickly covered her mouth, almost bursting out laughing. Zhuang Mingcheng, that scoundrel, look what he's done to that kid.
Wang Shufen bent down and patted Daya's bottom. "You silly child, what nonsense are you talking about? Your Uncle Zhuang is just being kind. You should thank your Uncle Zhuang. Remember his kindness."
"Mom, he's a bad uncle, I'm not thanking him."
Seeing Daya's pitiful appearance, Lu Fangfang couldn't help but laugh uncontrollably.
That damned Zhuang Mingcheng, look how wronged the child is, he's just too wicked.
The more she thought about it, the happier she became, and she quickly went out of the house.
After waiting for a while, Wang Shufen came out with an apologetic look on her face. "Sister, let's go."
"Sister Shufen, when Daya is a few years older, we'll teach her math, so she won't be unbalanced in her studies..."
Before she could finish speaking, Lu Fangfang was already laughing uncontrollably.
Thinking of Daya's aggrieved look, she immediately felt guilty.
Just as I was about to explain to Sister Shufen that I was just joking, I didn't expect Wang Shufen to take it seriously. "Math? Okay, I'll tell her dad when we get back."
Wang Shufen, unafraid of being laughed at, said to Lu Fangfang:
“When I was little, I watched my older brother and younger brother go to school. I wanted to go too, but my parents wouldn’t let me. They made me stay home and herd pigs. If it weren’t for my husband teaching me a few words after I got married, I would still be illiterate.”
"Da Ya has such good conditions, she must study hard."
Hearing what Sister Shufen said, Lu Fangfang opened her mouth, but swallowed back the words she wanted to explain.
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