Having said that, Xie Tingyu no longer had the mood to buy New Year goods and just wanted to take Ye Qingshui home.
"No need to buy cloth, we have it ready at home."
Xie Tingyu actually had no shortage of clothes. He had a lot of clothes. His wardrobe was filled with shirts, windbreakers, Mao suits, and green military uniforms.
The clothes are neat and tidy, with few wrinkles.
He dresses neatly and meticulously every day. Ye Qingshui can imagine what he looked like when he was in school with just a little thought. After he went to the countryside, any inconspicuous piece of Dacron he wore was a pleasing sight to the eyes.
She smiled helplessly: "Slow down, the clothes can't run away."
Ye Qingshui returned to Xie's house and asked Xu Maofang to borrow needle and thread, and a ruler.
Xie Tingyu rummaged through boxes and cabinets and soon found the cloth. "Can you see if these can be made?"
He also brought his sewing machine from home.
Ye Qingshui was pleasantly surprised to find that Xie Tingyu actually had a sewing machine at home. Xie Tingyu casually said, "Oh, this is Dongmei's. She learned sewing from her grandmother for a while."
But Xie Dongmei had no patience. After buying the sewing machine, she put it aside after using it for a while and usually only used it to sew clothes.
Ye Qingshui looked at the black material in Xie Tingyu's hand and could tell by the feel that it was woolen fabric with clear texture and natural and soft luster. It was probably intended to be used to make Zhongshan suits.
Xie Tingyu naturally stretched out his hands in front of her and said, "Measure it."
Ye Qingshui hesitated for a while.
Although she could determine the measurements by looking at the person, Xie Tingyu held his arms out in such an inviting manner for a long time. Ye Qingshui had no choice but to take the tape measure, bend down and measure.
"Stand still."
She put her hands around his waist, with her thumbs together, almost hugging the man's strong and straight waist.
Xie Tingyu curled his lips unconsciously, moved his thumb slightly, turned on the phonograph, and played a disc of his favorite music.
The lingering classical music slowly spread out, with a beautiful melody, exuding a subtle fragrance in the quiet afternoon. The same fragrance permeated her hair, sweet and elegant.
Ye Qingshui stood on tiptoe and measured the width of his shoulders.
Xie Tingyu cooperated by squatting down and looking at her at eye level.
Her clear eyes seemed to contain light, peaceful and gentle, with a smile on the corners of her lips, making people laugh along with her.
Ye Qingshui smiled and said, "Brother Yu has indeed grown a little taller, so we need to spend a few more feet of cloth. Wait a minute, I have a sewing machine, and I can make clothes very quickly."
Xie Tingyu nodded and smiled. He half-lying on the chair with his chin supported, watching her busy back.
Ye Qingshui did what she said. She sat down at the sewing machine and started working.
Amid the graceful and melodious music, there was the sound of a sewing machine. Xie Tingyu relaxed his brows and found a book to read.
The heating in the room was as warm as spring, and the sparse winter sunshine was gentle. In the room, Ye Qingshui was making clothes and Xie Tingyu was reading a book. They complemented each other and disturbed each other, but the atmosphere was harmonious and peaceful.
…
Xu Maofang prepared lunch with the help of her daughter.
She untied her apron, and wrinkles appeared on her well-maintained face. If she had known earlier, she would not have fired the new nanny.
The country wife that Xie Tingyu married has no tact at all. When she came to her husband's house, she didn't do any work. Instead, she asked her mother-in-law to serve her. What's the logic of this?
He is from a poor family, has no education, and has an unpleasant personality. Once the novelty of these few years wears off, he will have to pack up and return to the countryside in disgrace, just like Li Aijun and his wife.
Xu Maofang said, "Meimei, your sister-in-law borrowed your sewing machine. I'm afraid she might break it if she's careless. Go take a look."
"Invite them to dinner."
When Xie Dongmei heard that her treasure was borrowed by her new sister-in-law, she frowned and asked, "Why did you lend her the sewing machine? Does she know how to use it?"
It's not that she looked down on this new sister-in-law, but Ye Qingshui probably didn't even have the chance to use a sewing machine. A worker's monthly salary was only about 30 yuan, and Xie Dongmei had saved up for three years to buy a sewing machine.
After listening to her mother's words, Xie Dongmei went upstairs with a lot of questions in her mind and knocked on her brother's door.
Unexpectedly, the door was not locked, but only half-closed, leaving a gap.
Beautiful music came from the phonograph, and Xie Dongmei opened the door...
She saw her brother, who was always aloof and taciturn, tying his new sister-in-law's hair. He bent over, tied two simple ponytails, and asked in a gentle voice:
"How about you not covering your eyes anymore?"
He was more relaxed than ever before, and his young face seemed to be lit up, radiant and dazzling.
That gentle voice is intoxicating.
But the sister-in-law from the countryside was still working hard, bending over and working silently. The rhythmic sound of the needle moving as she stepped on the pedal brought Xie Dongmei back to consciousness.
Xie Dongmei walked into the room.
She said to Xie Tingyu, "Mom asked you to go downstairs to eat, brother, don't be so busy that you forget the time."
Seeing Ye Qingshui so busy, Xie Tingyu was reluctant to put down the work in his hands, "We have already eaten outside."
He said to Ye Qingshui: "I'll go down and wash some fruit for you."
There were only two women left in the room. Xie Dongmei's original questioning turned into sarcasm: "Can sister-in-law use a sewing machine?"
"I wipe the dust off it every day and take great care of it. Sister-in-law, please use it with care. I'll be sad if you break it."
Ye Qingshui didn't say anything and continued to concentrate on sewing. The crisp and regular sound of "da da da" continued, and the scattered fabrics gradually took shape under her hands.
Seeing that her new sister-in-law from the countryside didn't say anything, Xie Dongmei looked at Ye Qingshui and noticed her shabby outfit.
I thought to myself that this new sister-in-law had spread the joke of the Xie family throughout the entire compound today.
But she remembered Xie Tingyu's different attitude towards Ye Qingshui, so she said directly: "My brother has been studying very hard since he was young, and he has many hobbies. When you listen to this music, can you tell what it is?"
"It's Mozart's Symphony No. 39. My brother could play it when he was thirteen. Let me show you something..."
Xie Dongmei suddenly bent down and took out a thick stack of things from the cabinet under the table where Ye Qingshui was sitting.
“These are things from when he was studying.”
Ye Qingshui took a casual look and saw some medals and trophies, which really surprised him.
"You are just a country girl. I don't know how you managed to marry my brother, but you are definitely not worthy of him..."
Xie Dongmei heard footsteps outside the door, turned around and suddenly fell silent.
Xie Tingyu had washed the fruit and was standing outside the door, his face as cold as a harsh winter.
He said nothing, but took out a knife and quietly peeled the apple, cut it into small pieces, and handed it to Ye Qingshui for her to eat.
He peeled the fruit patiently, carefully and meticulously, but he was very silent.
Xie Dongmei didn't dare to look at Xie Tingyu's expression. At this moment, the room seemed to be filled with a low pressure.
Xie Tingyu finally spoke at this time. He said to Ye Qingshui: "Shui'er, try it. It's very sweet."
He turned to Xie Dongmei and said, "Apologize to your sister-in-law, and then leave and close the door. Don't come into my room again."
Xie Tingyu suddenly swept the medals and trophies on the table to the ground, which scared Xie Dongmei. Xie Dongmei plucked up the courage to argue.
But when she met Xie Tingyu's cold eyes, she could only apologize to Ye Qingshui.
She left the room dejectedly and closed the door.
Ye Qingshui looked at the man's clenched jaw and his face as dark as the bottom of a pot, and couldn't help but smile, "Why are you so angry? She is right."
"These things are all your hard work, why waste them?"
Ye Qingshui picked them up and examined them carefully. There was actually a science and technology award inside. She remembered that when Xie Tingyu first went to the countryside, he set up a few experimental fields, called Harvest No. 5 Agricultural Field.
However, this kind of experimental field has been done before. It is usually after the working group comes down, the commune organizes a group of cultural backbones to create it for the sake of political achievements. When Ye Qingshui thought of this, he remembered that this year, the brigade seemed to have distributed a lot more grain to each household.
In a sense, Xie Tingyu really brought knowledge and technology to the countryside.
Seeing that she really didn't take Xie Dongmei's words to heart, Xie Tingyu's expression softened, "It's okay, don't pick it up."
He looked at the little girl staring at his medal intently, and couldn't help blushing. He said, "Don't look at it. I don't think I have told you these things..."
He spoke slowly: "After finishing high school, if I had followed the path my father had arranged, I would have joined the army. But I wanted to go to college at that time and then go to graduate school."
Ye Qingshui listened and heard the reason why he went to the countryside. It turned out that the father and son had a conflict over career choice. Xie Tingyu did not join the army as Xie Jun wished, and he did not go to the university he wanted to go to. He was disheartened and signed up to support the motherland and went to the countryside as an educated youth.
Ye Qingshui pursed his lips and said, "If he goes to college in the future, won't the Xie family have a scientist?"
Xie Tingyu's face gradually turned red when he heard this, but he still said, "It's not the Xie family, it's our family."
This was the first time Ye Qingshui heard about Xie Tingyu's life plan. She had always thought that Xie Tingyu would join the army in the future. Even Shen Weimin mistakenly thought so. So no matter how much he loved reading and studying, Ye Qingshui just thought it was his interest.
Thinking of this, Ye Qingshui's thoughts suddenly stopped. She asked, "Brother Yu, have you ever thought about working in a government unit and getting paid by the government? With your ability, it would be easy to pass the exam."
Xie Tingyu shook his head, almost without thinking.
"I never thought about this. You have to know that whether it is politics or the military, they are not just a job. Organization and discipline are far greater than personal will. In comparison, I prefer creative work."
He noticed the little girl's shock and smiled faintly, "What's wrong?"
Ye Qingshui put away her surprise, and carelessly cleaned up the mess on the table, gathering up the remaining scraps of cloth. She said, "Oh, nothing."
What he said seemed to be different from what he did. He had never considered going into politics, but later became a hot figure in the political arena.
Ye Qingshui frowned when he thought of this.
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