Disappointment immediately appeared on He Songer's little face. He hung his head weakly like a deflated ball.
He Ziqiang felt a little guilty when he saw his son. As a father, he walked over and patted his little head: "Dad has something to show you."
"What?"
"Come with me."
There are two bedrooms in the house, one is where He Ziqiang and his wife live, and the other one used to be used to store desks and miscellaneous items.
Later, it was cleaned up and given to He Songer to live in.
The desk by the window had always been there, with one drawer locked.
Now He Ziqiang walked in with his son, opened the drawer, and took out the military medals he had won.
"Dad, is this all yours?"
The military medal was like a dream to a boy, and his father's image became taller in his young heart.
He Ziqiang nodded: "Do you want to be a soldier when you grow up? Do you want to be a military hero like your father?"
"I do." He Song'er nodded vigorously.
The little hand gently touched the military medal, eyes full of admiration.
"Then study hard at the children's school from now on, and don't mention going back home again. If you miss grandma, we can write to her, call her, or go back to see her during the holidays, okay?"
"Um!"
He Songer nodded heavily.
He now understood that if he wanted to join the army he had to study hard.
At this moment, he felt that he and his father were not so strangers anymore.
He Ziqiang also seemed to see affection for himself in his son's eyes, and the feeling of alienation he had when he saw him had disappeared.
He was moved and touched his son's little head. The hearts of father and son had never been so close as they were now.
…
The next day at noon, Shi Zhentang, who was in special training, took time to go home and brought back good news for his wife.
"Grandma called and said the sewing machine Zhao Xiaoman helped buy has arrived!"
"Very good!"
Tian Yuzhu could imagine the look on the family's faces when they saw the sewing machine.
Not to mention the whole family, when Zhao Xiaoman asked the postman to move to the Shi family's new courtyard together, a lot of people from the village gathered around her.
Everyone has heard of sewing machines.
I also know that this kind of thing is sold in department stores in big cities.
But it is too expensive. Not only people in small villages, but even people in county towns may not be able to afford it.
Everyone wants to see what a sewing machine looks like now?
Upon hearing the news, the old lady asked Su Zhen and Shi Weimin to clean out a corner of the main hall early.
Originally, the whole family discussed putting it in the small house in the yard, but then they thought about it and were afraid that thieves might find it in the middle of the night.
In the end, we decided to put it directly in the main room so that people in the east and west rooms could hear any movement.
When the postman carried the large cardboard box containing the sewing machine into the yard, several men in the village helped him.
Seeing that the villagers were so enthusiastic and ignorant, the postman stayed for a while and helped install the sewing machine.
"Okay, get a stool."
Zhao Xiaoman asked Su Zhen to bring a high stool: "Sister-in-law, please sit down."
She wanted Su Zhen to sit in front of the sewing machine, but Su Zhen's face turned red.
She felt so embarrassed with so many people in the village watching her.
Zheng Mudan said, "Please sit down, Ah Zhen. You will be the one to operate the sewing machine from now on."
Su Zhen then sat down timidly, her hand lightly touching the sewing machine table, her heart almost jumping out of her throat with excitement.
Even Shi Weimin, who was standing aside and watching, couldn't help but smile...
If this had happened before, he would never have dared to imagine it in his dreams.
Because of her mother Yang Dahua, daughter-in-law Su Zhen has always been a humble person at home.
Later, he became so timid that he couldn't help but lower his head when he saw the villagers, and his inferiority complex reached the extreme.
But now, the whole village looked at their daughter-in-law sitting in front of the sewing machine, and they all looked at Su Zhen with envy, and they all looked at her with admiration.
Thinking of this, Shi Weimin's eyes became a little moist with joy.
"Mom, I want to touch it too."
Even Doudou and Chengcheng were very excited.
The little ones also like to see villagers coming to their house to join in the fun.
Su Zhen blushed and held Doudou over to her, letting her touch her.
Doudou opened her mouth and said: "Wow, it's really beautiful."
"Hahaha, this little guy Doudou really knows how to talk."
The three aunts and the four aunts all laughed.
The old lady was also cheerful: "This is the first time for the children to see this sewing machine. I thought about letting Doudou learn it when she is older. It is always good for girls to learn how to use it. Learning to sew clothes is a good thing."
She was also happy for a moment and said a few more words.
The third aunt said, "Ah Zhen, try it out a few times. I heard that sewing machines are very powerful at giving injections. Let's see for ourselves."
"Yeah, Zhen, move twice faster."
"I don't know how yet." Su Zhen blushed. She was very happy, but she really hadn't learned it yet.
Zhao Xiaoman said to everyone with a smile: "This is indeed something that needs to be learned. Sister-in-law Azhen hasn't learned it yet, but she is very clever and can learn it in a day at most. How about this, I will show you my skills."
"Okay, okay!"
"Hey, Xiaoman, where did you learn this? How come you can sew on a sewing machine?"
"I won't tell you." Zhao Xiaoman played a little joke on everyone. She started threading the needle and asked Su Zhen to find something to mend.
It just so happened that the old lady had a pair of trousers in her sewing basket.
There was a hole at the knee, and the old lady planned to patch it up and let him continue wearing it.
At this moment, the old lady took out the pants.
Zhao Xiaoman pressed down on the feed dog of the sewing machine, then stepped on the pedal and turned the handwheel...
Bang, bang.
A brisk and interesting rhythm sounded, and soon, stitches appeared densely on the cloth. Just by turning the cloth a few times, the patch was done.
"Wow, the stitches are all the same size and density."
"Yes, hand-sewn ones can't compare to this."
"It would take a while to hand-sew a patch like this, but it would only take a while with a sewing machine."
Everyone was stunned when they saw the mended pants in Zhao Xiaoman's hands.
I had no idea what was going on before, but this time I witnessed with my own eyes what work efficiency is.
It turns out that machines are more powerful than humans.
The three aunts were so envious that they came forward to touch it, wishing they could sit on it and step on it.
"By the way, Auntie, how much is this amazing sewing machine?"
"Yeah, how much is it?"
While everyone was envious, they finally remembered to ask.
If it's cheap, I'd like to get one for my home.
In fact, the old lady was also muttering in her heart. She knew that Yuzhu wanted to buy a sewing machine, but she was afraid that her family would worry about the money, so she didn't mention how much money it cost.
"Xiao Man, how much is it?"
The old lady looked at the fat girl.
In the past, we didn’t dare to reveal these things to others, but now that the national policy has changed, we can say whatever we want.
Zhao Xiaoman naturally understood the reason, so she said loudly, "Two hundred yuan."
"What, two hundred?"
"Oh my god, it's too expensive!"
"Two hundred yuan worth of food is enough for my family to eat for a year, tsk tsk!"
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