Looking at the sewing machine in the corner of the living room, Song Jinxiu felt very happy.
I don’t have to stay up late to prick my fingers anymore, and I can make as many clothes as I want.
The prerequisite is that you learn it first.
Yes, Song Jinxiu doesn’t know how to do that yet.
No, it should be said that the brain has it, but the hands are not sure yet.
After all, the master taught the usage very carefully!
But there is no rush. The summer clothes are already made. I can try them on when I have time.
I just make fire, cook and wash.
"Teacher Song, I feel that grandma and the others are so tired recently. None of them smile when they come home every day. I want to make them happier." Erhu came over with a bitter face and said.
It's normal for people not to smile when they have nothing to do, right? Who comes home and keeps smiling for no reason?
Although Song Jinxiu complained in her heart, she still patiently comforted her, "Just be good and don't make trouble every day. Your grandma will be very happy."
"But I've been very well behaved recently and haven't gotten into any trouble. My dad hasn't hit me for three days!" Erhu said proudly.
"That's great, keep it up. How about this, you can start with some small things in life, like massaging your grandma's shoulders and back.
Or if you have something delicious, give it to your grandmother as a gift. It doesn't mean I am greedy for your things.
Your grandma will be very happy if she feels your filial piety," Song Jinxiu said.
Erhu seemed to understand something and nodded.
"What about me? What about me?" Goudan said anxiously.
He also wanted his mother to praise him, and when he brought the notebook home for the first time, his mother praised him, and that felt so good.
But when he took it back later, his mother didn't seem to be very interested. She didn't even praise him for learning to write his own name.
"You, you are ten years old, right? Then you can help with the housework at home!
Sweep the floor, wash dishes, etc., or help set the table before meals and help clear the dishes after meals.
Remember, you must do what you can, that is, what you can do.
You must not do anything dangerous, understand?" Song Jinxiu warned.
"I understand, Teacher Song." The two got the answers they wanted and left happily.
Hey. I'm a teacher, so why do I have to be the director of women's affairs? No, the director of kindergarten? The director of family harmony?
Well, it seems pretty good. After all, he's a director, so he's still an official. Hahaha!
When Goudan came back to her crying the next day, Song Jinxiu became a little suspicious about the location of her butt.
Am I not suited to be a director? I should just be a good teacher.
"What's the matter now?" Song Jinxiu asked.
"After dinner yesterday, I helped clean up the dishes," said Goudan.
"Yeah. Very good!" Song Jinxiu nodded, nothing wrong.
"My mother was indeed very happy, but she didn't praise me," said Goudan.
"Then I helped wipe the table again. My mother still didn't praise me, but my father praised me for being a little man."
That sounds fine, Song Jinxiu thought.
"Since I'm a little man, washing the dishes is no problem for me, so I washed them twice and then took over the job from my mother.
I was also considerate and asked my mother to go and have a rest, saying that I could help wash the dishes in the future. My mother was really happy and praised me several times.
Sure enough, what Teacher Song said was right, but when I washed the three bowls and showed them to them, my mother beat me.
Without telling me the reason, he just beat me hard. Wuuuuu! Teacher Song, am I wrong?
Song Jinxiu didn't hear anything wrong, so she asked, "You didn't wash it clean?"
"I washed it very clean. I washed it three times!" Goudan said angrily.
"Then you..." Song Jinxiu thought about it, but couldn't figure it out.
"There are five people in their family." someone said.
Five people, three bowls? Wow.
"Did you break the bowl?" Song Jinxiu asked.
"Shh!" Goudan quickly looked around and then realized that his parents were not around.
"How did you know? I accidentally broke two of them, and when I realized my parents weren't in the kitchen and hadn't noticed, I quickly hid them in the firewood pile."
Song Jinxiu held her forehead with her hand.
I am guilty, please let me go, no one should punish me. I am just a baby, what's wrong with making some mistakes?
"Teacher Song, you're amazing! How did you know I broke the bowl? Were you behind me at the time?
No, there's no one behind me! Do you think you can count? " Goudan looked at Song Jinxiu with starry eyes, and the image of the person in front of him suddenly became tall and noble.
"Don't overthink it. Looks like it's time to give you some more work.
Come on, come on, everyone, please sit down. Teacher Song has started the class. What should I do if my child is always beaten?
Just learn math well!" Song Jinxiu knocked on his wandering head.
"Will I not be beaten if I'm good at math?" Goudan asked excitedly.
"No. Next time you get beaten, you can use arithmetic to divert your attention, and it might not hurt so much." Song Jinxiu said.
Three days passed and not a single aunt came to borrow a sewing machine.
Song Jinxiu thought, maybe everyone is just watching, and no one wants to be the first to take action.
This evening, Aunt Cuihua, Aunt Lai Di and Aunt Zhou came here together!
"Oh, three beauties have arrived at the same time, and my little courtyard is so bright!" Song Jinxiu said exaggeratedly when she saw the people coming.
"You are so poor. You are slandering us two. When we are with your Aunt Zhou, we are just supporting roles." Aunt Cuihua said.
Aunt Lai Di continued, "It's still just withered green leaves."
"Hahaha!" The three of them burst into laughter!
"Okay, okay, I'm Huaer." Aunt Zhou said bluntly.
"Look at what you're saying. Don't beauties have to have an end? Our Aunt Zhou is that flower. She just turned eighteen this year.
As for Aunt Cuihua and Aunt Lai Di, they definitely can't be over 18, right?
Seventeen then, no less! A bud about to bloom." Song Jinxiu held her face with both hands, likening it to a flower.
"Hahaha, we are seventeen, what about you?" asked Lai Di's aunt.
"I'm still a small bud that hasn't grown yet." said Song Jinxiu.
This made everyone laugh again.
The four people were all talking loudly, and the basket that Aunt Cuihua was holding in her arms was also quite large.
It turned out that Aunt Lai Di and Aunt Zhou wanted to make clothes, but they didn't know how to use a sewing machine, so they had to ask Aunt Cuihua for help.
Aunt Zhou brought ten eggs, and Aunt Lai Di brought a pound of rice.
There is definitely no fixed price for borrowing a sewing machine, but since these two aunts have started it, the price won’t be too bad in the future.
Song Jinxiu took the bamboo basket while saying no, and said that the eggs at home were almost finished.
Song Jinxiu knew that her aunts were helping her, and she definitely couldn't refuse at this time.
When Erhu came to her with a sad face the next day, Song Jinxiu completely gave up her position as director.
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