"Of course." Song Zhi was very sure.
The aunt was confused by their words and interrupted impatiently, "Uncle, just tell me whether you will do it or not. If not, I will let her go back and find someone else."
"Do it. What do you want to make?" The old man thought for a moment and spoke.
"Just something ordinary will do, it looks classy, and preferably thicker so it's more comfortable in winter." On the way here, Song Zhilai thought about what kind of cloth cover she should make, but since she didn't have any cloth, knitting one with wool would also be nice. She had seen pastoral decorative styles before, and the gray knitted cushion looked nice too. The style wasn't fancy, but simple.
The old man took the wool in his hand, looked at it and said, "This wool is thick, it's just right for knitting one layer. If you want it thicker, you can knit a double layer."
Song Zhi wanted something thicker, so he said to the old man, "Then make a double layer. I don't have high requirements for the style. Old man, I'll put the wool here and make one to lean against the sofa and one to cover the sofa. It would be best if they could be connected. Is this enough? How long will it take?"
The old man thought for a moment and said, "These double-layer ones should be about the same. If you want something that looks better and is more comfortable, you can go to the sofa factory and see if they have pre-cut sponges wrapped in woven yarn. It's not only comfortable but also looks good. Weaving it is quite time-consuming. Come pick it up in three days. I can almost finish it here."
When Song Zhi heard his suggestion, her eyes lit up. How could she not have thought that the sponge was indeed much softer and had a better fixing effect.
"Okay, uncle, when I have time, I'll look for a sofa factory nearby, or see if there's anyone selling sponges." Song Zhi looked at his watch. It was already past four o'clock, and the sky looked much darker. He then said, "Then let's set a time. I'll come pick it up in three days. It's getting late now, so I'll go back first. See you later, auntie and uncle."
"Where is this girl from? She looks unfamiliar to me. She doesn't look like she is from our place." The old man looked at Song Zhi's back and asked his niece curiously.
"It's not from here, it should be from the military district in front." The aunt said casually, then turned and left.
Only the old man was there, staring at the direction Song Zhi had just left for a long time, unable to come back to his senses.
Song Zhixian returned home, took a bag of peach cakes, and then pushed his bicycle and knocked on the door next door.
The person who opened the door was a girl about 21 or 22 years old. She had a healthy tan and exuded the youthful vigor and vitality. Her eyes were also clear. Seeing it was Song Zhi, she greeted him gracefully, "Sister-in-law, I'm Qin Xue. My mother just went out to fetch water and will be back soon. Please come in and have a seat."
"No, no, I'm just here to return my bike and then I have to go back to cook. This is the peach cake I brought from home. I'll give you some to try." Song Zhi said as he handed over the peach cake in his hand.
Qin Xue refused and was unwilling to take it. "Sister-in-law, you just sent me spare ribs at noon today, and now you send me peach cakes. I can't take them anymore. Sister-in-law, you should take them home and eat them."
"Just take it if I tell you to. I'll go back first." Song Zhi didn't want to push and shove with her at the door, so he parked his bike, stuffed the peach cake into her hand, and went back straight away.
"Who bought this?" Zhao Yun saw the peach cakes on the table when he got home after fetching water.
"Mrs. Song next door gave it to me when I just returned my bicycle." Qin Yu said first, emphasizing that it was when I returned the bicycle.
"Forget it, kid, go back." Zhao Yun wanted to scold her daughter, but after thinking about it, she held back. She knew what her second daughter meant. If someone rode her bicycle, she should give something in return. But this peach cake was obviously not cheap.
"Mom, this was forced upon my elder sister by Sister Song, and she accepted it. Now that you've come back you want to return it. Wouldn't that be embarrassing for my elder sister?" Qin Yu rolled her big, round eyes and earnestly analyzed the pros and cons to her mother.
Zhao Yun felt that what his second daughter said made sense, and his expression was conflicted. His eldest daughter was now in a good mood to criticize others, so he couldn't let any bad words spread and affect her. "Forget it this time, but don't accept it next time."
She then looked at her second daughter and said, "Your sister-in-law Song's family is well-off, but that is your sister-in-law Song's own family. Whether they eat meat or drink soup is none of our business. You can't take advantage of them just because they are well-off. Their things have nothing to do with us, so we shouldn't think about them." Zhao Yun knew his second daughter very well. Although she was only thirteen years old, she was not the type to suffer any loss. Instead, she loved to take advantage of small things.
"Mom, come over and cook. I have already cut the vegetables." Qin Xue saw that she started talking about her sister again and interrupted her quickly, worried that the two of them would quarrel again.
She didn't know who her younger sister took after. Not only was she stubborn, but she also couldn't stand this or that. Her mother got pregnant again not long after giving birth to Qin Yu, so this younger sister was almost raised by her alone. She had never said a bad word about her mother in front of her sister, but whenever these two people talked, the other one didn't like to listen and would start arguing.
Her mother also couldn't stand her younger sister, and over time the two of them didn't like to talk to each other, and now her younger sister gets angry at the slightest thing.
"Just spoil her." When Zhao Yun walked to the eldest daughter, he glared at her with disappointment. Even though he knew that this was an excuse the eldest daughter made for the second daughter, he still went to the kitchen.
Song Zhike had no idea that a bag of peach cakes she had bought almost caused a quarrel. At that moment, she was busy frying tofu.
First pour hot oil into the iron pan, wait until the oil is hot, put the cut tofu slices into the pan, wait for a few minutes to fry, and then take them out.
After frying all the tofu and soaking some kelp, she found a small cabbage from the kitchen and started washing it.
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