"Drink it quickly, or the egg soup will become cold and unpalatable," Jiang Chunlin urged.
Shen Qinghe picked up the bowl and drank the egg soup slowly, feeling warm in her heart.
After dinner, Shen Qinghe continued to make clothes. When Jiang Chunlin was washing the pots and bowls, He Xiuyun walked into the kitchen.
"Why are you up so early?" He Xiuyun asked, yawning.
Jiang Chunlin turned his head to look at her and continued to wash the dishes. "I went to bed early last night, so I got up early today."
He Xiuyun curled her lips, thinking that she was deaf. There was quite a lot of noise next door last night.
Seeing Jiang Chunlin looking refreshed, He Xiuyun brought up the previous incident again, "Will you let your father accompany you to the county hospital later?"
Jiang Chunlin paused for two seconds before he understood what He Xiuyun was talking about.
He Xiuyun's desire to have a granddaughter has always been legitimate.
He said helplessly, "Mom, I'm in good health."
"If it's fine, Qinghe hasn't gotten pregnant for so long. If it's not your problem, whose problem is it?"
"Yes, it's my fault." Jiang Chunlin nodded and warned, "Qinghe is under a lot of pressure at work, so you must not push her to have a baby."
"I'm not a jerk. This kind of thing is really painful for a woman." He Xiuyun said.
Which woman doesn't want to have her own baby?
"Wanting" and "being able to have" are two different things!
It’s obvious that it’s Jiang Chunlin’s problem. He has brute force but his seeds are not good enough.
It is still unknown whether she will be able to hold her granddaughter in her lifetime.
"Mom, after the autumn harvest, you can catch two hens and raise them." Jiang Chunlin put the washed bowls under the chopping board.
He Xiuyun was stunned, "Why are you catching a hen?"
The two pigs in the family were raised before the family split up. At the end of the year, one was given as a New Year pig and the other was slaughtered for their own meat.
The two pigs have always been raised by the whole family, and whoever has time will pick grass to feed the pigs.
At the end of the year, we slaughter the pigs and divide the pork equally.
"Just catch me if I tell you to." Jiang Chunlin said stiffly.
Why catch the hen? Of course, it will be given to Shen Qinghe to take care of, and she will be made soup for her to drink during her confinement.
But I can’t tell this to He Xiuyun now, for fear that she might become arrogant.
"Okay, I'll go to the supply and marketing department tomorrow and catch a few to raise."
Chicks are not easy to raise, not every one can survive, so you have to catch a few more to prevent any from dying.
Jiang Chunlin raised the corner of his mouth slightly and went back to the house carrying the electric kettle filled with boiling water.
Walking to the door of the kitchen, he turned around and looked at He Xiuyun, "There are still a few egg pancakes hot in the pot, you and my father can eat them."
He Xiuyun pursed her lips and smiled. The fourth child has now become a filial son. While being filial to Shen Qinghe, he also takes care of her and Jiang Jianguo.
Shen Qinghe was packing up and putting all the finished clothes into a snakeskin bag.
"Let me do it." Jiang Chunlin reached out to take it.
Shen Qinghe filled the army green kettle with boiling water, waited for Jiang Chunlin to pack up, and then they went out together.
Jiang Chunlin rode a bicycle with a snakeskin bag tied to it, allowing Shen Qinghe to ride the empty bicycle more easily.
When they arrived at the county, the two returned the bicycles.
"Are you going to the black market today?" Jiang Chunlin looked at Shen Qinghe and asked, "If you are going, wait for me to have lunch at noon."
"I have other things to do today, so I won't go to the black market." Shen Qinghe said after thinking for a while.
Qi Qingmei was in the hospital, so she had to join in the fun.
Jiang Chunlin nodded. He gave Shen Qinghe absolute freedom and she could do whatever she wanted.
He didn't ask her what she was going to do, but just reminded her, "First, be safe, and second, don't go hungry."
"Got it!" Shen Qinghe said with a smile, "Why do you act like my dad?"
Jiang Chunlin raised his eyebrows and whispered, "Would you like to hear the sound?"
Shen Qinghe was stunned for a second before she understood what he meant.
She was joking at first, but she didn't expect this person.
She reached out and punched his arm, "Not serious, I'm leaving."
Jiang Chunlin looked at Shen Qinghe's back until he could no longer see her, then he rode his bicycle to the factory.
Shen Qinghe disguised herself and went to Guanghua Garment Factory to find Wang Guimei to deliver the goods.
It is still in the yard behind the family building, a place where few people come.
She was waiting when she heard footsteps. She turned around to look and unexpectedly saw Zhu Qiaolan following them.
"Xiaohua is here, and my daughter wants you to make two sets of autumn clothes for her." Wang Guimei said with a smile when she saw Shen Qinghe.
"Okay." Shen Qinghe nodded.
If you have business coming to your door, you’d be a fool not to take it!
Zhu Qiaolan glanced at Shen Xiaohua, bit her lower lip, took out a piece of paper from her pocket and handed it to Shen Qinghe.
He said arrogantly, "I want this style."
When Shen Qinghe unfolded it, she found that it was a tracing of the drawing, which turned out to be the autumn clothing style she had submitted to Guanghua Garment Factory.
She had an agreement with Guanghua Garment Factory that she could not privately make and sell any clothes she designed for the factory to others.
She drew two sets of design drawings, one for Guanghua Garment Factory and one for her own use.
She returned the drawing to Zhu Qiaolan and said expressionlessly, "I'm sorry, I can't make this."
"How is it possible?" Zhu Qiaolan looked at Shen Qinghe in disbelief. "Your craftsmanship is so good, how could you not be able to do it?"
"Where did you get this blueprint?" Shen Qinghe asked.
Generally speaking, only a few core people in the factory have access to the design drawings. How did Zhu Qiaolan get them?
Zhu Qiaolan's eyes were flustered and she said vaguely, "I drew it myself."
"Since you have this ability, why don't you apply for a transfer?" Shen Qinghe raised the blueprint in her hand and said playfully, "I heard that Guanghua Garment Factory hired a designer from outside. Why don't you apply for the position yourself?"
Zhu Qiaolan was annoyed and angry when asked by Shen Qinghe. Of course, she didn't have such talent.
Only a few pieces of clothes from the factory are hung in the supply and marketing cooperatives, and they are gone once they are sold out.
She liked these two sets of autumn styles very much, but the supply and marketing cooperative had already sold out, so she thought of asking Shen Xiaohua to make them.
The clothes made by Shen Xiaohua are also beautiful, but she just likes these two models.
"You can name the price, just tell me whether you will do it or not." Zhu Qiaolan growled at Shen Qinghe fiercely.
"Qiaolan." Wang Guimei pulled Zhu Qiaolan's sleeve and said to Shen Qinghe apologetically, "Xiaohua, please don't mind. My daughter has a bad temper and I spoiled her."
Shen Qinghe was speechless.
You're not just a little bit spoiled.
"Mom, I just like these two autumn clothes." Zhu Qiaolan shook Wang Guimei's arm.
Wang Guimei softened her heart.
She looked at Shen Qinghe and asked softly, "Xiaohua, can you make this dress?"
Shen Qinghe thought for a moment and said, "I can't say for sure yet. I need to take it back and study it."
"Okay, you take your time to study it." Wang Guimei looked at Zhu Qiaolan soothingly. If Shen Xiaohua said so, 90% of it could be done.
Zhu Qiaolan said nothing more, raised her wrist to check the time, "Mom, I'm going to work."
"Hurry up. You're late every day. If your leader didn't consider your father and your elder brother's face, he would have punished you long ago." Wang Guimei said helplessly.
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