Before the two could speak.
Su Ruobai picked out two pieces of darker-colored fabric and handed them to Aunt Xiao.
"Mom, here are some pieces of fabric for you. It's almost autumn, so you and Dad can make a couple of outfits to wear alternately."
He then took out two more pieces, each with a slightly brighter color, suitable for young people, and handed them to Luo Xiaoyu.
"Second sister-in-law, these two pieces are for you. You and your second brother should each take one."
He then took out a few more pieces of earth-yellow material, which looked somewhat like military uniform fabric, and handed them to Luo Xiaoyu as well.
"These pieces of fabric are somewhat similar to the fabric used for military uniforms, so I'll trouble you, Second Sister-in-law, to take the time to make a military uniform for each of the four little ones!"
Just follow that style and make it a little smaller.
Xiao Yichen gave all the clothes he had taken off to the adults.
I don't have any for the kids, but I see the little ones really like them, so I'll make a few sets for them too.
I'm still not very good at using this sewing machine.
Second sister-in-law, do you want to learn? It's perfect that Zhou Aihui, a former educated youth, can teach you. She knows how, so we can learn together.
After you learn how, you can also help make clothes for babies.
Aunt Xiao looked down at the two pieces of cloth in her hands.
She looked up at her third daughter-in-law, whose face, more beautiful than any flower, was beaming with happiness.
What he said was genuine, not just polite talk.
Moreover, the fabric has already been handed to me, so it shouldn't be fake.
He looked down again and examined the material in his hand once more.
I ran my rough fingers over the fabric a few times; it was thick and smooth, woven so solidly, that it felt like pure cotton.
Although Dacron is popular now, it's ridiculously expensive and hard to buy.
Anyone who owns one of these would wear it every day and show it off everywhere.
It's like having such a piece of clothing is an extraordinary thing.
But she just felt that cotton was better; it was absorbent and warm.
That ridiculously expensive Dacron fabric doesn't absorb water at all; it's like a plastic sheet. What's so good about it?
Young people these days have never experienced hardship; they're too naive. They're easily fooled and don't even realize it!
Then he looked at his third daughter-in-law, whose bright eyes were just like the stars in the sky.
Then look down at the fabric in your hand.
Aunt Xiao's eyes welled up with tears without her even realizing it.
It's all because of that useless old man in my family. He can't even give birth to a daughter. He's utterly useless.
You have to rely on yourself to get this done.
Fortunately, her third son was quite capable.
I mean, I mean, I found her such a good daughter-in-law so that she can enjoy the blessings of having a daughter when she gets old.
No, they should be more fortunate than those who have daughters.
Few of the older women in their village have ever worn fabric given to them by their daughters.
Thinking of this, Aunt Xiao straightened her back even more.
I just couldn't control my emotions.
Too many tears finally broke through the barrier of my eye sockets and eyelashes, falling down in a steady stream.
The drops fell onto the fabric in my hand, soaking into round, damp patches.
Aunt Xiao threw the fabric she was holding onto the kang (a heated brick bed), hugged Su Ruobai tightly, and started crying, "My daughter, my dear daughter, why did you take so long to come!"
She cried so pitifully.
He cried so heartily.
Tears and snot came out.
Su Ruobai froze for a second.
She felt something drip onto her shirt!
Unfortunately, Aunt Xiao was too excited to notice her daughter-in-law's stiffness.
All she wants to do right now is hug her dutiful third daughter-in-law and have a good cry.
How come Chen Hongmei is so lucky!
She not only thought this, but she also said it: "Su, Mom is so lucky! How lucky Mom is! My daughter, my dear daughter!"
Luo Xiaoyu, standing nearby, watched the mother and daughter embracing each other, and tears streamed down her face.
Nodding inwardly, she wholeheartedly agreed with her mother-in-law's words: Her mother-in-law is lucky, and so is Luo Xiaoyu.
Whose younger brother or sister-in-law is giving fabric to their sister-in-law? This stuff is not only precious, but it also requires cloth coupons, and you can't even buy it anywhere.
Her sister-in-law had given her so much.
From now on, the third son's wife will be her own sister.
The third child also needs to step back!
The four eggs didn't care about any of that.
What they care about most right now is when their grandma and their mom/aunt will start sewing clothes for them.
When will their military uniforms be made for them?
When will they be able to wear them out and show them off?
Grandma, Mom, Auntie, please stop crying and hurry home to make me clothes!
The four little ones were so anxious that they scratched their heads and couldn't understand why their grandma and mom/second aunt were crying so much while their third aunt was making clothes out of the fabric!
This is such a wonderful thing!
Ugh, what's there to cry about?!
Ahhhh! Hurry up and make the clothes!
Su Ruobai thought so too.
In particular, after she felt the back of her neck getting colder and colder.
He quickly grabbed Aunt Xiao's arm, trying to put it down, but hey, he couldn't let go for a moment.
Su Ruobai paused for a second; this mother-in-law was hugging her way too tightly.
She's just as bad as her son who's never home.
Using a bit of skill, and after a long time, I finally managed to put the two arms off my neck without hurting my mother-in-law.
Then she pulled her mother-in-law out of her arms!
Su Ruobai, whose heart was already pounding, still had to say sweet words: "Mom, you've always been lucky."
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