After so many years as mother-in-law and daughter-in-law, Zhang Guihua understood her thoughts at a glance and asked in return, "Why, are you going to help her wash?"
Liu Yun shook his head sheepishly and explained, "I just feel sorry for Lao San. He finally got married, but he still has to wash his own clothes."
Zhang Guihua said irritably, "It's like the boss has never washed your clothes."
When the eldest son first got married, he was very spoiled. She couldn't stand it and felt that her son was no longer hers. She was angry for a long time, but in the end, the other woman ate and drank well.
Over time, she stopped interfering in the couple's affairs, lest she end up being blamed for everything.
Liu Yun pouted: "I was on my period, wasn't I? I usually do all the laundry at home. Your son is basically not clingy unless I call him. But I feel sorry for him working so hard, and I can't bear to do it for him."
Zhang Guihua glanced at her indifferently and said, "That's your man. You can manage him however you want."
Liu Yun was a little disappointed and was about to leave when she saw the fabric on the kang (a heated brick bed). It was brand new, dark blue, and she immediately liked it. She stammered, "Mom, Da Shan's clothes are all tattered and patched. Last time I went to the supply and marketing cooperative to buy things, the salesperson looked down on me..."
Without looking up, Zhang Guihua said, "That's for making clothes for your father. He often goes to meetings at the commune."
She had specially sourced this fabric, but she never expected it to be targeted so soon after she got it.
Liu Yun then asked, "When Dad doesn't want to wear it, can he borrow Dashan's clothes?"
Zhang Guihua glanced at her and said, "If it's for something important, you can borrow it."
But what important things can country folk do?
Seeing that Liu Yun was still lingering, Zhang Guihua asked impatiently, "Is there anything else you need?"
Liu Yun came out of the room and saw a white shirt hanging in the yard, fluttering in the wind, looking very beautiful. Then, looking at the clothes on her third sister-in-law, she walked up to her and said, "Third sister-in-law, I heard that your parents are both factory workers?"
Yunling nodded.
Liu Yun said with envy, "That's great, you can wear new clothes. Unlike me, I've only ever worn new clothes at my wedding."
Looking at her expectant eyes and listening to her teasing words, Yunling said innocently, "It's because your parents are incompetent and can't afford to buy you clothes."
Wang Xiuxiu, who was washing clothes nearby, couldn't help but tremble, trying hard to suppress her laughter.
Liu Yun was taken aback by her words and angrily said, "If you don't want to lend it, then don't. Who cares about your tattered clothes?"
Yunling: "Take your eyes off your clothes first."
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