Mother Zhou nodded. "The stitches are dense and neat. I'll use them to tailor your outer clothes so you can change into them tomorrow."
"Aren't you saving it for the New Year?"
"No, wear it first, and then tear off some cloth to make clothes for the New Year. That will be just two pieces for replacement." Zhou's mother was very wealthy. In the past, if she made a new piece of clothing in winter, she would definitely save it for the morning of the first day of the New Year.
Zhou Xiang happily returned to his room and saw Ling Ran, "Why aren't you going home yet?"
"Would you please play with me for a while? It's boring to go home!"
Zhou Xiang thought about his recent performance and nodded, "Okay! What do you want to play?"
Ling Ran really didn't expect Zhou Xiang to agree, and was prepared to be rejected.
"Shall we play Gomoku?"
"No, you do it!"
"Okay, take out your stuff."
Ling Ran took the paper, pen and ruler Zhou Xiang gave him and began to draw the chessboard. Zhou Xiang simply tore off a few pages of his old exercise book and folded them into a dozen small triangles and a dozen small squares.
The chessboard was drawn and the chess pieces were stacked up. The two of them started playing Gobang, and Ling Ran lost three games in a row.
"I don't want to play anymore. You're too stupid and always lose."
Ling Ran was actually reluctant to win against her, so he pretended not to see it and didn't block the triple combination.
"Then I'll bring chess next time, okay?"
"I won't!"
"I'll teach you!" Ling Ran was happy to hear that she didn't know how to do it, so he could teach her.
"Then come in the afternoon! It's too cold in the morning, and it's warmer at two in the afternoon."
"Yeah, okay." Ling Ran was overjoyed and went back happily.
After Zhou's mother made the clothes, she asked her daughter to change into a new cotton-padded jacket and trousers. She herself wore a down jacket and spent half a day making clothes at the door. She didn't feel cold at all.
Zhou Xiang took the cotton jacket, cotton trousers and outer clothes and trousers and went back to his room to change into them. They were just the right size. If they were a little long, he could just roll them up.
It's lightweight, unlike a big cotton-padded jacket or cotton pants that makes it hard to move around.
He skipped over to Zhou's mother and said, "Mom, look, it fits perfectly and is lightweight."
Mother Zhou looked at her daughter, who was obviously much more flexible, and nodded, "This down jacket is really nice."
Zhou Xiang's eyes rolled. "I heard it's the downy hair under a duck's belly. You wash it, steam it, and then dry it. You can use it like cotton. It just requires an extra layer of dense cloth and needs to be wrapped first."
Zhou's mother was stunned for a moment. During the Chinese New Year, chickens, ducks and geese were slaughtered and everyone threw them away.
"Then we'll just kill a duck and a goose during the New Year!"
"Mom, do you want to make this down? I'll go collect it. I'll tell my classmates to dry the duck and goose down and put it away. I'll pay them."
Mother Zhou thought for a moment and nodded. "Pick it up and I'll try making it. If it's good, I'll make some for everyone in the family. It's cheaper than cotton, right?"
"Okay, I'll tell my classmates when I get back to school for the exam."
In the morning, the mother and daughter made Zhou Xiang's cotton coat and trousers, as well as the undershirt and trousers, and then cut the trousers.
He started to cook lunch. At noon, when Zhou's father saw his lively little girl, he asked curiously, "Don't you think it's cold without your big cotton-padded jacket?"
Zhou Xiang shook his head. "It's not cold. I have a new cotton-padded jacket, down."
"Down? What is that?"
"It's the down from under the duck's belly. When you kill ducks and geese this year, save the down from under their bellies, wash and dry them, and ask Mom to make you one too. It's light and warm."
Father Zhou was curious and said, "Okay, I'll keep it for the New Year to see if it's a good thing."
I have to tell my dad, because I still rely on him to keep the fur during the Chinese New Year!
In the afternoon, Zhou wanted to discuss the tailoring of a tweed coat with her mother. After her daughter's explanation, Zhou's mother understood the key points of the double-breasted small suit collar, and it was indeed more elegant and beautiful than the large suit collar.
In one afternoon, he only made two pairs of trousers and the lining of a woolen coat. Zhou wanted to boil water, so he used a teacup filled with boiling water as an iron to iron the seams of his trousers.
"Mom, ironing like this is too slow, and I won't be able to iron the tweed material tomorrow!"
"What should we do then?"
"Go buy an iron!"
“It consumes electricity.”
"Mom, time is money. You've wasted your time and mine. Go buy one. You often make clothes."
Mother Zhou thought her daughter would be busy for two days and waste study time. "Okay, go buy it tomorrow morning. It's getting dark now."
When Zhou's father came back from playing until dark, he saw that the mother and daughter had just started cooking. He wanted to get angry, but he heard his daughter say, "Dad, you didn't come back to cook, so Mom and I made clothes for you."
When Zhou's father heard that he had made clothes for himself, his expression changed immediately. He said with a smile, "I didn't know. Come, let Dad cook, your mom will light the fire, and you can go play!"
Zhou wanted to put down the work in his hands. His father was like that. As long as he was busy with something for him, he would be happy no matter how late he ate. But if he was busy with other people and didn't eat on time, he would definitely get angry.
The next day, Zhou Xiang got up early and made breakfast, a boiled egg for each person, with porridge, steamed buns and pickles.
Before going out to play, Zhou's father took the initiative to carry the sewing machine to the door. He was the one who carried it back last night and had no objection at all.
Zhou wanted to go to the store to buy an iron, but unfortunately it didn't have it. They didn't sell it in the town, so he usually had to go to the county town to buy it.
When Ling Ran, who was out wandering, saw the little girl, she was pouting and kicking small stones with her head down. This was her habit when she was unhappy.
"Zhou Xiangxiang, what are you doing?"
Zhou Xiang looked up, saw Ling Ran, and lowered his head again. He didn't want to pay attention to him because he had to go back to boil water to iron clothes.
Ling Ran stopped her, "What's wrong? Speak!"
"Then let me tell you, are you willing to go to the county town for me?"
"You said, if I can help, I'll run for you."
"Can you go to the county department store and buy me an iron?"
"So you just came out of the store and didn't buy anything, right?"
Zhou Xiang nodded, and Ling Ran said, "You go back first, I'll get the iron in a while. My mother has one, I'll give it to you first."
Zhou Xiang's pouting stopped, and he stopped kicking the stone. His round eyes widened. "Really? Then go back and get it."
Ling Ran nodded, "I'll go get it. You go back first. It's cold on the street."
"good!"
Zhou wanted to go back home, but when her mother saw her daughter coming back empty-handed, she knew that the supply and marketing cooperative store didn't sell it.
"Go boil some water and iron slowly."
"I met Ling Ran. His mother has an iron. He will bring it to me in a moment."
"Yes, Ling Ran's mother has an iron."
"Next time I go to the county town, I must buy an iron. It's so inconvenient." Zhou Xiang was still thinking about it.
"Okay, I'll buy one next time."
Ling Ran was very fast. Zhou Xiang felt that he had just said a few words when he arrived.
Zhou Xiang wiped the eight-immortals table in the main hall clean, put a torn bed sheet on it, pulled the only socket in the house, and began to iron the pieces of clothes that his mother had sewn.
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