Chapter 1527 Fubao Enrollment 1
Feng Qingxue heard a story about Dacron, but couldn't tell whether it was true or not. The person who made up the story might have intended to make fun of her.
There was a young man queuing up to buy Dacron. Finally it was his turn, but there was only a small piece of Dacron, only enough to make a pair of trousers. He still gritted his teeth and bought it, made a pair of trousers to wear inside, to show off that he had Dacron. At that time, people were proud to wear Dacron, so in order to show off that he was wearing Dacron, he made a sign and hung it around his waist, which read "Dacron inside" on it.
The story would have ended here, but it is just the beginning.
One day, the young man had to go to the toilet urgently. It was inconvenient to bring the sign inside, so he hung it at the toilet door. When he came out, he found a long line at the door. He asked everyone why they were queuing. The people in the line said, "Didn't they say they had Dacron inside? Why haven't they put it out for sale? We're waiting to buy it!"
This shows how popular Dacron is.
Although Dacron is indeed crisp, smooth, wear-resistant, does not deform and is easy to clean, it is not breathable. If you get caught in the rain or sweat profusely, the fabric will stick to your skin. Therefore, Feng Qingxue has never made Dacron clothes for her family. There are two Dacron shirts made for her by Chen Xuenniang, but she has never worn them once.
Fubao didn't understand. She held the Dacron in front of Feng Qingxue and said, "Mom, please make me a nice shirt."
Yes, fashionable, Dacron is a fashion now.
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Lu Erxiong stretched his ears to listen, and raised his chubby arms, "Mom, you can't be partial, I want to wear Dacron too. My sister said it's cool, so I want to feel cool too."
Feng Qingxue and Lu Jiang finally had some space to be alone.
"If you say so, you'll lose your pants." Feng Qingxue said.
After dinner and a shower, Wang Cuilan took the triplets to rest in the west room. Fubao slept in a room alone, and the guards and orderly were arranged in the study. There were two bunk beds in the two rooms.
Even though this era has abandoned beauty, there are still many people who yearn for beauty.
Dun Dun and Zhuang Zhuang were walking around the house and yard curiously, but they didn't have as many demands as he did.
Lu Erxiong pouted, "Sister is a shirt, and when it's our turn, we become pants."
Lu Jiang said, "Okay, you have one too, and so do Dun Dun and Zhuang Zhuang. Let mom make one for each of you. There are a few pieces of white Dacron in the room. You three can each make a pair of pants."
The little guy shut up immediately.
A short separation is better than a new marriage, and it is naturally indescribably refreshing.
"Do you miss me?" Lu Jiang couldn't help but ask.
"Okay, I'll make it for you tomorrow. Put it back first." As long as the child's request is not excessive, Feng Qingxue is willing to satisfy them. When her daughter understands the comfort level of Dacron and cotton, she probably won't blindly pursue fashion.
When talking about shirts, he made a big circle with his hands, and when talking about waistbands, he pinched his fingers to show his father's favoritism.
Feng Qingxue's eyes flickered sideways, her light was like water, "I miss you so much that my heart aches. I only wish there was an afterlife with you."
Lu Jiang kissed him fiercely, their lips and teeth intertwined, their tongues lingering against each other, and they separated breathlessly after a long time. Feng Qingxue's face became even more flushed, and if there was light, it would be as beautiful as the sunset.
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Lu Jiang rested his forehead against hers, "I really wish time could stay at this moment forever."
Feng Qingxue lay on the bed, her hair falling on the pillow like a waterfall, and said with a smile: "Then I have really become a sinner of the country."
(End of this chapter)