Chapter 125 Will She Have Children?
Song Qingqian reminded Jiang Rou.
"This skirt uses the hemming technique from the cheongsam. It's not easy to make and you need to put in a lot of effort."
"It's okay. I have time. I can learn slowly and I can do it eventually."
Jiang Rou seemed to have forgotten Song Qingqian's previous reminder that she would only teach her once, so there was no way she could let her learn slowly.
But this time, Song Qingqian did not mention that matter.
The two of them agreed on this.
Moreover, the fabric that Jiang Rou bought for Zhou Xiaohua had small pink floral patterns, which were almost exactly the same as the ones drawn on Song Qingqian's drawing.
Quite suitable.
…
Right after.
Jiang Rou looked at the little boy's design drawing again.
There isn’t much difference in the designs that boys can wear, and the styles come and go.
But Song Qingqian still drew a lot of design drawings.
There are shirts with suspenders. [Picture]
There are short-sleeved shirt and shorts sets. [Picture]
There are also short sleeves with overalls. [Picture]
Finally... a design for a navy uniform.
When Jiang Rou saw the drawing, she had already decided what to choose.
but.
She didn't decide immediately.
"Xiaochuan, come here for a moment."
Jiang Rou shouted towards the yard.
Zhou Xiaochuan arrived immediately, with a little follower following him closely.
Jiang Rou explained carefully.
"These are the clothing designs Auntie Song drew. There are several styles. Take a look. Which one do you like best? Pick the one you like best."
Jiang Rou showed Zhou Xiaochuan the clothing design drawings one by one.
Zhou Xiaochuan was in a trance.
Is this...a choice he can make?
As long as he could remember, he had never worn new clothes, let alone been able to choose them himself.
What he didn't have were the old and torn clothes left over by other children when they grew up.
And now.
He actually... has new clothes and can choose the ones he likes by himself.
Zhou Xiaochuan seemed calm, but his heart was actually beating wildly.
The black eyes moved slowly.
He looked carefully and slowly, as if he was enjoying this rare happiness.
Yes……
It's happiness.
He had never felt happier.
When Zhou Xiaochuan saw the sailor suit, his eyes lit up.
He likes this!
Zhou Xiaochuan pursed his lips nervously.
He had never been qualified to ask for it, this was the first time.
He is not used to speaking on his own initiative.
But……
The house was quiet.
Jiang Rou, Song Qingqian, Zhou Xiaohua...the three of them watched silently, no one said a word, waiting for Zhou Xiaochuan to speak.
In silence.
Zhou Xiaochuan took a deep breath.
He pointed. "This one."
"What?"
Jiang Rou asked back in confusion, as if she didn't understand.
Song Qingqian watched the conversation between mother and son, frowning slightly, feeling that there was something indescribable strange about it.
They are obviously mother and son, but they are not that close.
and……
Jiang Rou was pretending not to understand.
The atmosphere was tense.
Jiang Rou still pretended to be confused.
Zhou Xiaochuan had no choice but to add, "I like this."
"good."
This time Jiang Rou smiled with satisfaction.
"Xiaochuan likes this, so let's do this. Okay, go on and have fun."
As Jiang Rou finished speaking.
Zhou Xiaochuan finally felt relieved and immediately walked out of the yard. Zhou Xiaohua followed him out and continued to look at the beautiful roses.
In the house.
Song Qingqian still looked at Jiang Rou with confusion.
Jiang Rou was leisurely organizing the drawings and handed the finalized drawings to Song Qingqian.
When Song Qingqian took the drawings, he finally couldn't help himself.
She asked, "You obviously guessed which one Ogawa liked best from the beginning."
"Yes, I know." Jiang Rou responded generously and explained, "Xiaochuan admires Zhou Chongshan very much and has respect for soldiers. This sailor suit looks very similar to a navy uniform, so he will definitely choose this."
"If that's the case, why do you let him make the choice? And why do you want him to say it himself?"
Song Qingqian frowned in confusion.
"Because Xiaochuan is a boy, he will have to face many things in the future that require him to make his own decisions. Although he is still young now, he should get used to it.
As for why I had to let him say it himself... Don't you think Xiaochuan is a bit withdrawn? I wanted to give him a sense of participation and make him more cheerful.
Children, how can you be so silent in the sun at eight or nine in the morning?"
Everything Jiang Rou said was beyond the imagination of Song Qingqian, who was not yet a mother.
For the first time, Song Qingqian realized that taking care of a child is not just about food, clothing and daily expenses, but also requires attention to the small details in daily life, especially the psychological ones.
It’s really not an easy thing to do.
Song Qingqian was still a little confused, so she continued to ask.
Or rather, please advise.
"But you treat Xiaohua differently, why don't you let her choose for herself?"
"Xiaohua... Qingqian, you don't understand Xiaohua. If you let Xiaohua choose, she will definitely like them all and want them all. It's too difficult for her to choose the one she likes the most. It's better not to waste her time."
Children can choose both!
After hearing this, Song Qingqian raised her red eyes with a look of disbelief.
That... timid little girl who doesn't even dare to speak and looks so cowardly actually wants them all?
Song Qingqian found it a little hard to imagine.
But I also think the little girl’s contrast is very cute.
After deciding on the style, the next step is to measure the size.
The first thing to make is the little girl's skirt.
Jiang Rou called Zhou Xiaohua over first.
Zhou Xiaohua basked in the sun for a while, and her chubby face became red.
She felt somewhat familiar with this strange environment, and her eyes were no longer so timid. Her soft and cute side gradually emerged.
When Jiang Rou called her over, she looked at Song Qingqian curiously with her big watery eyes.
Song Qingqian smiled at her.
Zhou Xiaohua was immediately happy!
【When the beautiful aunt smiles, she looks good too. 】
Zhou Xiaohua couldn't wait to share the good news with Jiang Rou.
Jiang Rou touched her little face lovingly.
Song Qingqian took out a small box, which contained some tools, such as a wooden ruler with dimensions, a soft tape measure, and triangular white powder cakes.
There are all kinds of gadgets.
Song Qingqian took a tape measure and started measuring from the little girl's shoulders.
Jiang Rou took a pen and took notes.
"Xiaohua, turn around."
"Xiaohua, raise your hands."
"Xiaohua, don't move."
Jiang Rou would remind Zhou Xiaohua from time to time to ask her to turn according to Song Qingqian's requirements.
At the same time.
Song Qingqian's hand, with a tape measure, was moving back and forth on Zhou Xiaohua's small body.
Her fingertips touched the little girl's body.
Suddenly I realized...
It turns out that children's touch is so soft.
Behind those concrete numbers, the children seem so tiny.
Think about this.
Song Qingqian's thoughts were a little dazed.
Will she have children in the future?
A child who followed He Donglai.