"They don't know about our family's situation. How can they be so well-informed? How could they know something that even our son doesn't know? Do you still expect the farm to have a telephone?" Meng Changling sneered.
This poor and remote area has no access to information, especially in the northwest, which is even more isolated due to its poor mountains and bad waters.
"Old woman, let's patch up all the cotton-padded clothes to make them look old!" Meng Changling looked at the new cotton-padded clothes and felt sorry for them.
Even though I couldn't bear it, I still took them to the ground and rubbed them on the cement floor.
I stopped only when it became fuzzy or torn.
"Oh! Taozi, Niuniu, go get grandma's sewing basket, and the scraps of cloth in the box!" Aunt Juanzi looked at Meng Changling who had worn out such a good cotton-padded jacket, her face full of reluctance, and in the end, she could only sigh.
"Hey! I'll get it right away!" Niu Niu ran into the inner room and took out the sewing basket.
Meng Zitao went to the box and took out the rags.
When Su Nian was talking to them just now, the two children were very sensible and stood quietly by without making any noise.
Su Nian likes these two children very much. They are very sensible.
After Huang Zitao and Niu Niu brought the scraps of cloth and the sewing basket to Aunt Juanzi, Aunt Juanzi threaded the needle and began to patch the cotton coat.
Aunt Juanzi sewed the clothes very seriously, sewing the stitches very densely, and it seemed that she cherished the cotton-padded clothes very much.
Leaving aside Meng Changling's family and making plans, he began to prepare the things he needed to bring to the Northwest.
After Su Nian left Meng Changling's house, she quickly walked towards the state-owned restaurant. She didn't know if the three people were waiting anxiously.
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