Chapter 22 The Fang Family's Secret
His mother also often washed clothes and cooked, and her hands would become red and swollen, itchy and painful every winter. Although he felt sorry for her, he was often in the army and could not help her share some of the burden.
Why haven't I heard Jiang Wanying mention that she has this kind of thing before?
He remembered when Jiang Wanying came to his house, he felt sorry for his mother's hands being frozen red from washing clothes, so he asked Jiang Wanying to wash them. Jiang Wanying was reluctant to wash them at first, but her mother said that men earn money outside and women have to do housework at home. If she can't even do something as simple as washing clothes, then what's the point of marrying her?
Jiang Wanying was afraid of upsetting her mother, so she spent the entire afternoon washing the clothes.
She only washed once, and she had such a precious frostbite cream to use, and what about his mother? She had such a precious thing but she never saw Jiang Wanying take it out. How selfish!
No wonder his mother said that even if Jiang Wanying had married into the family, she was still an outsider, and she must have cared more about their Jiang family.
He didn't believe it before, but now it seems to be true. He was willing to use the frostbite cream on Xu Hongping, but not on his mother!
Fortunately, my father saw her true face that day. Otherwise, he would be really blind to marry such a selfish daughter-in-law.
Fang Jiaxing turned around angrily and saw a snowman piled in the corner of the yard. He vented all his anger into strength and kicked the snowman's head off.
Then he left without looking back.
Jiang Wanying heard the commotion in the yard and ran out to see that the snowman's head had rolled under the sycamore tree. "Is he sick? If you dare, come at me! Smashing my snowman is no big deal!"
She cursed as she ran over and put the snowman's head on him.
"Xiaobai, don't worry, I will avenge you for the shark head!"
Xu Hongping stood under the eaves, watching her comforting the snowman, feeling both amused and helpless. "You've just comforted it, now hurry inside, or you'll catch a cold."
Jiang Wanying responded, "I know!"
After dinner in the evening, Jiang Wanying went upstairs. She picked up the design paper and selected several pieces of fabric in the space. Now she had the materials and a sewing machine, and it was time to start!
Fortunately, she had to spend a lot of time and effort in the afternoon to get her uncle to help move the sewing machine into her room, otherwise it would be inconvenient for her to use.
She worked until late at night and finally made one.
So the question is, how to sell it?
Selling the products in the village was out of the question. She would have to go to the city and show the products to the owner of a clothing store, or she could set up a stall herself and try selling them.
If the response is good, we will go into mass production!
She really couldn't achieve mass production by herself, so what if she asked the aunties in the village who were good at sewing to help?
If you can really do it, you can open a store or even a factory in the future!
She is very confident that these clothes will definitely take the lead in the current clothing market!
Jiang Wanying stayed up all night last night and slept until noon the next day. The noodles that her aunt had kept warm in the pot were all clumped together. In the past, Jiang Wanying would never have eaten this. Clumped noodles are really disgusting!
Now, having witnessed the sufferings of this era of material scarcity, she has also begun to learn to cherish food.
She dug out the pickled mustard greens that she had treasured for a long time from her space and mixed them with the noodles. Maybe because she was hungry, but it tasted delicious this way.
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