Unlike before, the Song family has endless work to do, and their hands are covered with thick calluses.
This person is not so tired anymore, and Qiao Cuihua feels that she has become a lot younger.
Qiao Cuihua spent several days working to make the clothes for Mr. Song.
It was the first time for Mr. Song to have clothes to wear, so he happily put them on and showed them off in the team, saying that they were made by his own daughter.
People all laugh at him for not having a son, but now he just wants to show people that not having a son is not necessarily that bad.
If a daughter is a child, she is better than a son.
There are many people in the team who have sons, but how many of them make clothes for their fathers? They are not as good as their daughters.
The current brigade's evaluation of Song Laoye and Qiao Cuihua has changed.
In the past, some people laughed at them for not having a son.
But who wouldn’t envy us nowadays?
They are truly blessed to have a daughter like Song Anan.
Just like that, half a month later, the weather was getting colder and colder.
October is almost here.
Lu Jianhua finally returned from the army.
This time Lu Jianhua went home, thinking that he could catch up with Tuantuan.
Tuantuan, who is almost three months old now, is getting fatter and fatter.
The little body is chubby and can smile.
Especially when he saw Song Anan, he smiled particularly happily.
Lu Jianhua rushed back exhausted.
It was already dark when he got home.
It turned out that Lu Jianhua arrived in the county town quite late, so there was no car to go back to the production team.
He could choose to come home the next day, but Lu Jianhua missed Song Anan and the children so much that he wanted to fly home to visit them immediately. How could he bear to stay one more night?
He walked straight back with his luggage on his back.
The county town was quite a distance from the brigade, but fortunately Lu Jianhua was a former soldier and had a brisk pace, so he didn't feel tired even after traveling such a long distance.
So by the time Lu Jianhua rushed home, it was already dark.
There was no electricity in the countryside yet, so Song Anan's family washed up and went to bed after dinner.
Tuan Tuan hadn't gone to bed yet, and Song Anan was playing with him in the room.
Mr. Song is a handy man and helped Tuantuan make a lot of wooden toys.
The little guy was lying on the bed, playing with these little toys in his hands.
Qiao Cuihua sat next to him, accompanying Song Anan.
But she was sewing and mending with needle and thread under the kerosene lamp.
Everyone in the family has to make clothes, and they make some in the evening when they have nothing to do.
In addition to two sets of clothes for each person, Qiao Cuihua also plans to make two pairs of shoes for each person.
There are many things that need to be done, so of course we have to hurry up.
Just then, the couple heard a knock on the door.
Qiao Cuihua muttered, "It's so late, who could be here?"
Not sure if it was a matter of mutual understanding between the couple, but Song Anan felt that it might be Lu Jianhua who had returned.
She hurriedly said to Qiao Cuihua, "Mom, please check on Tuantuan. I'll open the door. It should be Jianhua who is back."
When Qiao Cuihua heard that it might be her son-in-law who had returned, she was also very happy.
Song Anan took several steps at a time and soon came to the door and opened it.
Although it was a little dim outside, Song Anan could still see clearly with the moonlight outside that the person who came was Lu Jianhua.
Compared to when Lu Jianhua left, the current Lu Jianhua is thinner and more haggard, but looks more vigorous and manly.
Lu Jianhua was also very happy to see Song Anan.
He finally saw the wife he had been dreaming of.
His current wife is a lot fatter than when he left.
But he really didn't dislike it at all. He even thought that his wife's chubby face made her even cuter.
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