"Aunt Juan, eat and drink some sugar water first, warm yourself up for a while before sewing clothes."
Xie Xiaojuan nodded, picked up the brown sugar water, took two sips, and walked around the room again.
I saw Xiaomei's room was very clean.
It was indeed much simpler than she had imagined.
Although simple, you can see the meticulousness of the family members.
I thought Jiang Weimin, as a grown man, would be very rough when taking care of children, but I didn't expect him to be so careful.
Seeing this, Jiang Xiaomei smiled and said, "Aunt Juan, do you want to go to my dad's room and take a look? He's not here right now. If you go and take a look, you'll know how stingy he is to himself."
Xie Xiaojuan was about to say no, but she couldn't resist Xiaomei's cheerful personality, so she had to go with her.
As soon as I entered the house, I saw that it was warmed by the charcoal fire.
The furnishings were even simpler, with a bed, a table and a simple box.
There's not even a wardrobe.
But the clothes were all neatly folded, and upon closer inspection, one of the clothes did have a shabby patch sewn on it.
Xie Xiaojuan couldn't help but curl the corners of her mouth, and when she turned around, she saw that Xiaomei was gone.
Just when I was about to go out to look for her, I found that she was back again.
Still holding the clothes to be sewn.
"Aunt Juan, it's warm here, let's sew in this room."
Xie Xiaojuan couldn't persuade her, so she moved a stool to the door and sat down, and started sewing.
Jiang Xiaomei looked at it for a while, then suddenly stood up and said, "Aunt Juan, I suddenly remembered that I have something to say to Xiaoxia. I'm going to my uncle's house."
Xie Xiaojuan hurriedly said, "Then be careful and put on a cotton jacket. It's cold outside."
After everyone left, Xie Xiaojuan lowered her head and started sewing clothes seriously again.
After sewing a few stitches, I suddenly felt like someone walked in, so I looked up quickly.
Sure enough, Jiang Weimin walked in.
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