This fabric feels crisp and smooth to the touch, and has a very nice feel.
The colors are bright and vivid, and they also subtly emit a soft luster under the dim yellow light.
Looking to the side, there was another roll.
The color is darker, and the fabric looks much thicker and more durable than the polyester one.
Su Chenwei pulled on the edge with her hand and felt that it was durable and wear-resistant.
She had already started planning in her mind that she should make new clothes for herself and her family in a few days.
"Comrade, I'd like to have one men's suit made from each of these two designs. The measurements are: shoulder width 52 cm, chest 103 cm, waist 78 cm..."
As she spoke, she lowered her head slightly, her pace neither too fast nor too slow.
After reciting that long string of detailed numbers, Su Chenwei carefully took out a handkerchief from her cloth bag.
The handkerchief was old from washing, but it was still clean and soft.
She carefully wrapped the neatly folded banknotes she had prepared beforehand and handed them to the sales clerk on the counter.
The saleswoman was a middle-aged woman in her early forties.
She was taken aback at first, then couldn't help but look Su Chenwei up and down a few times.
In an era when resources were still scarce and life was generally difficult, being able to buy a new set of clothes from Dacron fabric for the men in the family was already a rare feat.
It's quite rare to see a woman like this who immediately requests two different items.
What's even stranger is that she remained calm and composed in her speech and actions.
And the set of data she reported...
That's quite a tall figure.
Judging from the size, he must be at least 1.8 meters tall, with broad shoulders, a wide back, and a straight back.
No wonder the woman in front of me looked so calm.
She's clearly a woman who's seen the world and knows how to manage a life.
Su Chenwei stood calmly in front of the counter, without urging anyone.
The saleswoman snapped out of her daze, compared the fabric to the cutter, and then skillfully cut out the required size.
After receiving the cut fabric, Su Chenwei turned and walked out of the store.
The sun was already high in the sky outside, and its golden rays shone generously upon her.
She looked down at the cloth bag she was clutching tightly in her arms.
Two types of fabric, dark blue and military green.
The colors appear exceptionally bright under the sunlight.
And this smell also permeated her floral-patterned blouse, which was half-washed and not quite new.
He suddenly seemed to have gained a bit more radiance and spirit.
As we approached the village entrance, we could hear Zhu Xiuqin's scolding voice from afar.
His voice was so loud it was astonishing; it could be heard in almost half the village.
"You're all incredibly lazy! The sun's already high in the sky, and you're still lying in bed, waiting for me to serve you? You lazybones! You have no shame! Bah!"
She walked a few steps out of the yard while cursing.
"You jinx! You lazy, good-for-nothing scoundrel! I'm an old man with no job but I still have to work in the fields to earn food and keep you alive. What am I doing this for?"
The insults grew increasingly intense, and Zhu Xiuqin became more and more emotional as she spoke.
"Did I, Zhu Xiuqin, commit some terrible sin in my past life? Today, Heaven has sent you to bring me misfortune! This is shortening my lifespan... What a sin, what a terrible sin..."
The sound was drawn out, with a sobbing tone.
When she finished cursing, she suddenly slammed the wooden door shut with a loud "bang".
The heavy door slammed shut with a loud thud.
For a moment, a brief silence suddenly returned to the surroundings.
The courtyard was eerily quiet; there wasn't a single other sound.
The morning sunlight had just streamed into the courtyard, but it brought no sign of life.
You can't even hear the crowing of roosters or the barking of dogs; all you can hear is the rustling of the wind through the willow trees.
It seems that Shen Zhiyu and Liu Yuelan haven't gotten up yet.
Although it was getting a little brighter, the sun was not yet high in the sky.
The room remained quiet, without any sound.
Su Chenwei waited until Zhu Xiuqin had gone far away before she went around into the courtyard and went straight into the west room.
She carefully observed her surroundings to make sure no one saw her return before quietly stepping into the house.
The footsteps stirred up some dust in the room.
The Shen family only had three rooms, and the best one at the east end was occupied by Zhu Xiuqin.
The east-facing room has the best natural light and ventilation, making it the best room in the house.
Zhang's daughter-in-law has always been a woman of her word, so it's only natural that she lives in the east room.
Su Chenwei and Shen Cunpu lived in the room at the west end.
The house faces west, so it gets very sunny after noon, but the two of them are always low-key and never compete with each other.
There were no objections to this arrangement.
Liu Yuelan and Shen Zhiyu lived in a side room next to the west room.
The side rooms are lower and have poor lighting.
Although they were newlyweds, the Zhang family was not very enthusiastic towards Liu Yuelan.
Shen and Shen Xingxing were still young and slept in Zhu Xiuqin's room, where a space was partitioned off with sorghum stalks.
A temporary partition was set up in the room to slightly separate the adults' beds from the children's space.
These past few days, Shen Xingxing has been making a fuss, saying that she's grown up and shouldn't be sharing a room with adults anymore.
He always complains about wanting his own room.
But with limited financial resources at home, Zhu Xiuqin naturally refused.
The mother and son often argued because of this.
Su Chenwei returned to the west room, put her bag in the corner of the kang (a heated brick bed), and locked it up.
She deftly opened the wooden door, placed the cloth bag in the corner, and locked the door to prevent others from entering.
Then she turned and went to the kitchen to boil water.
Water is the most needed item in the morning; boiling a pot of water can solve many problems.
Just as the firewood was lit, the dilapidated wooden door creaked open.
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