Their daughter can't even speak? What does she know?
Therefore, the couple agreed that their daughter's name was just a key part of the wish, letting God know that the wish came from Hua Wanchi.
Zhou Yujiao made a wish to God for fine cotton cloth because she wanted to make clothes for her daughter.
Now that the weather is getting colder, we need to make some autumn and winter clothes. Besides, children grow up quickly, so we need to make more sets.
Of course, Zhou Yujiao didn’t want to make a wish easily. She felt that it was not good to always ask for things.
Although everything in the family is inseparable from God's blessing, she still wants as little as possible.
Originally, she was thinking of going back to the county supply and marketing cooperative to buy some cloth, but there were no cloth coupons.
Besides, she thought that the cloth that could be bought from the supply and marketing cooperative might not be so fine and soft, so God was kind to her daughter anyway.
I might as well make a wish to God. I have already shamelessly asked for so many things, so this one time won’t make a difference.
If she knew the truth, she probably wouldn't be so conflicted. After all, it's her daughter's thing and it's used on her daughter, so she can use it however she wants.
Hua Wanchi had no idea what Zhou Yujiao was thinking. When she heard her mother make a wish, Hua Wanchi casually put out a large piece of cloth.
The gray tones are not eye-catching at all in this era.
Zhou Yujiao stretched out her hand, wow!
Such a big piece of cloth!
Not to mention making a few sets of clothes for the kids, it’s enough to make one set for everyone in the family!
What else is there to say?
Just do it and you're done.
As soon as they put away the cloth, Wan Qingliu and Hua Xuguo went home.
After dividing the money, Hua Xuguo returned to his room.
Zhou Yujiao asked: "How much did you earn this time?"
Hua Xuguo didn't answer for a moment, but smiled mysteriously with his big white teeth bared.
"Yujiao, guess?"
Zhou Yujiao rolled her eyes at him, but still guessed, "50?"
Hua Xuguo still smiled.
Zhou Yujiao became suspicious: "100?"
Hua Xuguo couldn't hold it in any longer and took out the stack of bills from his pocket.
Like offering a treasure, he couldn't wait to announce the answer directly:
"234 yuan!"
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