Shen Zhiyi almost burst out laughing.
Although no matter how old you are, you are still a child in the eyes of your parents, but look at Jiang Cheng's tall and strong figure.
He was actually called: Chengcheng.
It's more or less a bit of a cute contrast.
Zhou Ping was holding a broken wooden stick in her hand. Sometimes when she felt bored at home, she would go for a walk nearby and take the stick with her.
Sometimes Jiang Ziqian and Jiang Yuan would go with her.
Jiang Cheng hurried over to support Zhou Ping, "Mom, where have you been?"
Zhou Ping held two pieces of yellow rock sugar wrapped in paper in her hands and said with a smile, "I'm buying two pieces of candy for Ziqian and Yuanyuan."
"Hey, Chengcheng, why are you back from the team just after noon?"
Zhou Ping then felt something was strange.
Jiang Cheng was stunned when he heard this, and his body stiffened slightly.
He is the worst at lying, especially to his own mother.
Shen Zhiyi noticed his awkwardness and quickly replied, "Mom, I was just looking for Jiang Cheng when I suddenly felt a little unwell. Their political commissar was a kind person and saw it. He specially gave Jiang Cheng half a day off so that he could come home and take care of me!"
Shen Zhiyi called out the word "Mom" clearly, but Zhou Ping didn't react for a long time.
She felt strange while eating, Shen Zhiyi talked a lot more today.
And it sounds quite lively.
The most important thing is that she has never called herself mom before!
Every family hopes to live a smooth life. Zhou Ping thought that maybe her daughter-in-law had come to terms with it.
But then she thought, Shen Zhiyi and Jiang Cheng had a big quarrel last night, and the boss was making a lot of noise in the room!
"Grandma! You're back!"
Jiang Yuan was thinking about the rock sugar, so she ran out backwards with her short legs.
Zhou Ping smiled kindly, reaching out to touch her head, following the sound of her voice: "Little greedy cat, grandma asked you to pick out some cloth for me, did you pick it out?"
"I've picked some! But, I think a lot of them are good. Should I throw them all away?"
Jiang Yuan took the candy from Zhou Ping's hand and swallowed.
"Throw it away! I saved all that money when I was younger! It'll just take up space if I keep it!"
Zhou Ping looked a little gloomy. When she was young, she liked to save some cloth and make her own clothes when she had nothing to do.
Now that I’m blind, I can’t do it!
After hearing these words, Shen Zhiyi's eyes suddenly flashed and asked: "Mom, what kind of cloth are you throwing away? Is it for making clothes?"
"Yes!" Zhou Ping responded.
"What are you doing with this scrap of cloth? It can be used to make clothes!"
As Shen Zhiyi spoke, he felt his hands itching.
In fact, her only hobby in her previous life was to make clothes using a sewing machine, and it had to be an old-fashioned sewing machine!
Her parents died early, and she grew up with her grandmother.
Grandma had an old sewing machine and had been making little skirts, pants, and backpacks for Shen Zhiyi since she was a child.
She thought it was amazing that she could make so many things with just a few pieces of cloth and a sewing machine.
Later I also learned from my grandma.
Later, she could do everything.
Grandma also passed away, leaving Shen Zhiyi with only an old house in the countryside and a broken sewing machine.
"Yes, I can make clothes, but now..." Zhou Ping sighed.
Unexpectedly, Shen Zhiyi said, "It's okay, Mom. I can make it! It would be a waste if you threw the cloth away. Just give it to me. I have nothing to do when I'm free, so I can make some clothes for Ziqian and Yuanyuan!"
"Clothes!! New clothes?!"
Jiang Yuan was licking rock sugar all over her face and hands. When she heard this, she jumped twice.
But Jiang Ziqian, who had just walked out, frowned and gave him a look, and he immediately pursed his lips and kept silent.
When Jiang Cheng saw Jiang Ziqian, he smiled and walked over.
His features were firm and tough, and his gentle smile to the child was like an iceberg melting instantly.
Shen Zhiyi was stunned!
"Ziqian! Come here, let me weigh it!"
Jiang Cheng squatted down to hug Jiang Ziqian. The little child stubbornly refused a little, then let Jiang Cheng lift him up high.
Even though his eyebrows were raised, he still pretended to be calm, "Uncle, don't coax me, I'm grown up! I'm a man now!"
Jiang Yuan, who was standing aside, also started: "Uncle, hold me too! Yuanyuan wants to hold me! Yuanyuan wants it!"
The big one and two small ones lived in harmony. Shen Zhiyi didn't understand why he inexplicably felt a sense of loss.
Yes, she was an outsider.
"Zhiyi, those scraps of cloth aren't very good at all. Do you really want them?"
Zhou Ping didn't quite believe that Shen Zhiyi could make clothes, so she just thought she was tinkering around to kill time.
After all, she had always been raised in a rich family and could buy all kinds of clothes in the county town. Why would she learn this?
“Ah, yes!” Shen Zhiyi came back to her senses and nodded quickly: “It’s okay, Mom, I want it!”
"Okay, then wait, I'll get it for you!"
Since I was going to throw the cloth away anyway, I might as well let her play with it.
If she had something to do, maybe she could fight with her son less!
After getting the scrap of cloth that Zhou Ping was about to throw away, Shen Zhiyi suddenly became energetic!
She remembered that there was an old sewing machine in the house that just worked!
Moreover, this piece of cloth fills a large package!
Although they are not very good fabrics, they are breathable and sweat-absorbent, and come in various patterns and colors!
Shen Zhiyi was so excited that she went back to the house with her bag.
Not only is the sewing machine usable, but the two small drawers on the left and right also contain a lot of thread, buttons, zippers, etc.
I guess it was saved by Zhou Ping before she became blind.
Shen Zhiyi took out a piece of pure cotton white cloth and prepared to practice making half-sleeves for the two children.
After all, she hadn't done it in a while.
As a result, she finished it in just a short while.
Scissors, rulers, and chalk for drawing lines were thrown all over the bed.
She thought that she would never be able to change her careless habit, so she hurried to clean up.
At this moment, the door was pushed open with a creaky sound.
Jiang Cheng looked at the two short-sleeved shirts on the bed in surprise.
"This... this is what you did?"
He frowned.
"Yes! Or is it conjured up?"
Shen Zhiyi continued to tidy up the bed with a spool of thread in her hand, but she wasn't paying attention and watched the needle stuck in the thread fall into the quilt!
"Oops! It's broken!"
She quickly squatted down and put everything else into the sewing machine drawer.
"What's wrong?"
"I dropped the needle on the bed!"
Shen Zhiyi reached out to touch the mattress.
"Don't move!" Jiang Cheng suddenly reached out and grabbed her slender wrist, his face full of displeasure. He spoke in a hurry without thinking.
"What are you doing? Even the slightest bit of force on your body leaves marks! And you're still touching me with your hands!"
"If you get pricked, you'll cry!"
Shen Zhiyi felt the burning heat on his wrist, but suddenly smiled.
With her delicate eyebrows curved, she was as charming as a seductive goblin. She suddenly took a step forward and moved closer, almost half pressing against his strong chest.
The voice was soft and wet, and he raised his head and said, "Jiang Cheng, you are talking nonsense."
"Are you sure you only exerted yourself a little last night?"
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