Seeing his eldest daughter coming to show concern for him, Su Guangfu, who had been frowning slightly, immediately relaxed and waved his hand to comfort her: "It's okay, it's just that I have to push the cart to town every day, and I have been working again these past two days. I might be a little tired."
Su Qingluan had a look of disapproval on her face: "Father, I'm not saying anything, but you should at least hire a few people to help you. How can you do everything yourself?"
Then he turned to look at Yang: "Mother, why don't you go and persuade father?"
Yang smiled helplessly, "Your father's temper is even more stubborn than a donkey's. How could he possibly listen to advice? That's like the sun rising from the west!"
When Su Guangfu heard Su Qingluan ask him to hire someone, he quickly shook his head: "Why spend so much money?! How can you worry less when you hire someone else to do the work?"
"Why don't we ask some reliable folks for help? Isn't Uncle Li next door quite nice? He's a warm-hearted guy, and his auntie's steamed buns are so delicious and soft!"
"I see you want to eat steamed buns, right?" Yang said with a smile, then turned to look at Su Guangfu: "What Daya said makes sense. If you ask a few more villagers for help, I think they won't refuse."
Although every household in this small Huaxi Village was bustling with activity, the people were generally simple and honest. If there was a wedding, funeral, or demolition, they could simply post a large-character poster on the village entrance notice board, or, if they couldn't write, bang a gong and shout a few times, and they'd always be able to attract a crowd.
Su Qingluan saw that her father's expression was beginning to waver, so she continued to persuade him, "Besides, although we are not rebuilding the house, there are still many places that need repairing, and the kitchen needs to be expanded. If you rely on yourself, how long will it take you to finish it?"
Su Guangfu thought about it, sighed, and agreed.
Seeing that her father finally stopped fighting with her, Su Qingluan happily wanted to go and get pen and paper to write a "big-character poster" to call for help, but was stopped by Yang.
"There's no rush today," she pointed to the darkening sky. "Be careful with your eyes. It won't be too late to write tomorrow. Instead, come over and try on your new clothes."
As he said this, he went to greet Su Xuanhe and Su Xueyan. After dinner, the two children went to the corner, looked at the newly sprouted onions and carrots, and wondered when they could harvest the vegetables.
Yang asked the two children with dirty hands to wash their hands, and then called the three of them over.
The clothes Su Qingluan wore in her previous life were all bought from street stalls or online, or directly from physical stores. This was the first time she wore such "purely handmade" clothes, so she was still very much looking forward to Yang's "handmade" products.
However, considering that the fabric Yang bought was just ordinary cotton, and Yang herself was not a famous craftsman, she did not have high hopes for the style of the ready-made clothes. She just followed the idea of "as long as the thought is there", and decided that no matter how the clothes made by her mother turned out, she would praise them highly.
Unexpectedly, when she actually saw the finished product, she was pleasantly surprised - the three sets of clothes for their three children not only had their own unique designs, but the effects were much better than Su Qingluan had imagined!
The three pieces of cloth that Yang chose for her three children were lake green, moon white and goose yellow.
Su Qingluan didn't want to fight with her younger brother and sister over such a trivial matter, so she simply let them choose first, and she would use whichever piece of cloth she had left.
After all, she had seen all kinds of precious fabrics in modern times—although she had only seen celebrities wearing them on TV—Su Qingluan felt that except for the slightly different patterns printed on these three pieces of cloth, the rest were pretty much the same.
Thinking this way, Su Qingluan followed her brother and sister's choices, and later she did not ask them what color they chose.
When Su Qingluan got her clothes, the little girl had already changed into new clothes with the help of Yang.
The girl's dress was made of goose-yellow cloth, with a narrow-sleeved, cross-collared, and straight-hemmed design. However, the collar, cuffs, and waistband were finished with apricot-colored fabric, adding a touch of variety to the overall look.
Su Qingluan also noticed that there were light yellow forsythia flowers embroidered with cotton thread on the cuffs and hems of her sister's new clothes.
The goose yellow hue makes Su Xueyan's fair face look more lively and lovely. The overall bright color is also very suitable for children. Moreover, the tight cuffs prevent the little girl from being too restrained when moving.
"Brother and sister, do my new clothes look good?" The little girl was quite vain. After changing her clothes, she ran out and circled in the house, like a happy goose yellow butterfly.
Su Xuanhe stared at his younger sister's light yellow dress with some irritation, muttering, "I want something yellow too..."
Su Qingluan almost burst into tears when she heard this. She looked at the elegant moon-white dress in her younger brother's arms, then at her younger sister's bright goose yellow, and then at her younger brother's skin, which was slightly darker than wheat, and asked with difficulty, "Why do you like goose yellow?"
Su Xuanhe said confidently, "That color is so pretty! The other two are too pale."
Su Xueyan hurriedly said, "Brother, you can't regret it. You lost the lottery!"
Su Qingluan was speechless: It turned out that these two people were fighting over this piece of goose yellow cloth!
He was a little worried about his younger brother's aesthetic taste: his skin color was already dark, and if he chose a bright warm color like goose yellow, it would definitely make his whole face look several shades darker!
In comparison, although moon white, which is close to light blue, is also considered a light color, it is still "versatile" because it is a light cool tone.
Su Qingluan looked at the lake green dress in her arms, turned back to her room and started trying on clothes.
After finally changing into new clothes with the faint light coming through the window paper, Su Qingluan returned to the front room where the oil lamp was lit. With the help of the lamplight and the residual light of the sun before it completely set outside, she was able to see the whole appearance of the clothes she was wearing.
This dress is a double-breasted, chest-length skirt, and is paired with a white half-sleeve top. Yang also added a white half-sleeve top and a white belt on the outside of the top, giving the whole dress a sense of elegance.
Coupled with the cloud pattern on the hem, this dress looks even more spiritual.
At this time, Su Xuanhe also walked in. Su Qingluan looked at her brother who had changed into new clothes, and her eyes lit up: It turns out that people need clothes!
Su Xuanhe was now wearing a moon-white robe with arrow sleeves and a round collar, and a moon-white turban on his head. Coupled with his somewhat cocky look, people who didn't know him would think he was a young master from some family!
Seeing that all three children had changed their clothes, Yang smiled and said, "Come, come, come here and let me see if your clothes fit you well."
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