It was getting dark.
There was a light on in the room west of the He family's main hall.
He Zheng sat cross-legged on the bed, holding a piece of cloth in his hand.
Wang Xiu was reluctant to use such fine cloth for him to practice, so she threw him a piece of scrap cloth and asked him to practice first.
“Ouch—”
A scream came from the west room.
In the main house, Village Chief He was writing a report at the eight-immortals table. His village's grain output increased during this autumn harvest, and he was personally praised. He would share his experience at the commune meeting.
He had only written a few lines with the pen in his hand when he heard Xiwu's howl, interrupting the words he had just organized. When he tried to concentrate and continue thinking, he heard another howl.
Village Chief He's forehead twitched and he put down his pen in anger.
"What is this brat doing in the house? Is he having a seizure?"
Wang Xiu was knitting a sweater. Upon hearing this, she glanced towards the west room and her lips curled up in joy. "I don't know where he got some cloth from, and he said he wanted to make clothes. I threw a piece of cloth to him. He was practicing, and it must have pricked his hands."
"Say it again, what did you say he did?" Village Chief He looked incredulous.
"Making clothes!" Wang Xiu said loudly.
Village Chief He was stunned for a moment, then said, "I know you want a girl, but He Zheng is such a big guy, and you want him to make clothes for you? You're just kidding."
Wang Xiu didn't stop working and glanced at her husband. "You are so beautiful, do you think he makes clothes for us two?"
Not for them?
Village Chief He thought about it carefully and understood, "Is it the girl from the Su family?"
Wang Xiu nodded.
Village Chief He added, "Someone mentioned this to me today, saying that she stripped Sun Hongying's clothes. This girl is quite aggressive."
"It's good to be a little bit. In the future, He Zheng will be the village chief and take charge of a village. Look at which of the two people in the village is easy to bully. If the married wife is weak and unable to resist the situation, the old Zhao family will rely on the man to be a worker in the city. Look at her proud, her tail is overwhelmed. She has made her right after her son does such shameless things. She still has some reason to tell me that I am not here today. If I am here, I will go up and beat her up with the Su family."
Village Chief He: “…”
He quietly put away his pen and paper and went back to the house.
Wang Xiu knew that the man was busy with work, so she didn't disturb him and continued knitting in the main room.
After playing for a while, he was worried about his youngest son, so he knocked on the door and went in. "Son, how's the practice going?"
That's definitely not good.
He Zheng held the needle in his right hand, so his left hand suffered, with many needle holes densely packed on his fingertips.
"Comrade Wang Xiu, stop looking and go to sleep."
What's so good about it?
Can't you see he's worried about what this crookedly sewn thing is?
…
On the Su family's side.
Su Erhe is also learning to knit with her mother. One reason is that the night is too empty, with no TV to watch and no entertainment, and it would be hard to bear without finding something to do.
Furthermore, if He Zheng really made the clothes, she would also give him a gift in return.
I'll just knit him a sweater. As for why I want to knit him the first one, it's because I'm afraid that my skills are not good enough and the one I knit will be too ugly, so I'll use He Zheng as a test subject first.
"Girl, please stand for a moment."
The sweater in Su's mother's hand was knitted for her. It would be finished soon. She asked Su Erhe to stand up and compared the length behind her. "It's almost there. Just a few more rows and the stitches will be closed. It will be done in two days. If this one fits, I'll knit you another one for winter wear. I still have some cotton and the cloth you gave me last time. Li Xi and I have discussed giving it to her and asking her to make you a winter coat. Don't look at her young age, her skills in cutting cloth and making clothes are no worse than Wang Xiu's."
Su Erhe: "Mom, why didn't you tell me earlier?"
If you had told her earlier, she wouldn't have to let He Zheng learn it.
"Well, we're busy with the autumn harvest, and I've finally had time to think about this these few days. You told me not to tell anyone about our family situation outside, and I didn't dare to find anyone casually. After thinking about it, I thought of Li Xi. She is Li Dong's sister. Both of their parents are gone, and life is difficult. The little girl was born with a bad leg. I gave her a dress to make. I gave her a few cents for the workmanship. It can be considered a good deed for us."
Speaking of lameness, Su Erhe remembered the girl who came to inform her in the evening that Su's mother and Zhao's mother had a fight.
So she is Li Xi?
Or Li Dong’s sister?
Li Dongsulhe knew that the boy who often hung out with He Zheng was not a bad person.
Su Erhe thought that people were still reliable. She had a good friend, Zou Zhou, outside, so she also needed to find a friend in the village. People like Zhu Xing could just get lost, but Li Xi could still be considered. Moreover, because Li Xi had a bad leg and it was not easy for her to work in the fields, the village arranged for her to feed pigs, which meant that Li Xi was at home most of the time.
That’s perfect!
"Mom, I'll take the things there tomorrow. Thanks to her for informing me today about you being bullied by the Zhao family. I'll go over and thank her tomorrow."
Su's mother was worried that her daughter would not get along well with the girls in the village after she returned, so she didn't tell them. There were only three girls of similar age in the village: her girl, Zhu Xing, and Li Xi. People like Zhu Xing should not be associated with her. Although Li Xi had a bad leg, she was a very nice person.
We are all in the same village, so it’s nice to have a friend to talk to.
"Okay, then go ahead."
The mother and daughter knitted until nine o'clock, and then Su's mother asked Su Erhe to go back to the house and rest early.
When the girl first came back, she was still not used to it, after all, she was not raised by her side. But after what happened today, Su's mother regretted it. Her own daughter is her own. She raised the previous one for eighteen years and never saw her stand up for her once. Although this one was not raised by her side, biological children are different. They are hers from the bottom of their hearts!
Thinking this, Su's mother returned to her room and started rummaging through the cabinets.
"What are you looking for in the middle of the night?" Women can still knit sweaters and do some handicrafts, but men are not good at doing such delicate work. The work during the day is heavy, so Mr. Su has already gone to bed.
"I'm looking for the good cotton that I exchanged for a basket of eggs and an old hen last year. Tomorrow I'll ask the girl to take it to Li Xi to help make a soft coat." As she spoke, Su's mother found the bag of cotton, opened it and touched it. The quality was really good and it was soft.
Father Su reminded him, "Back in the summer you said you were saving up money to make a cotton quilt for your new bride."
"No, why save? I'll use it for my daughter."
Father Su thought to himself, your expression changes faster than the weather changes.
However, Su's father had no objection to using cotton to make a cotton-padded jacket for the girl.
Su Erhe had already returned to the house. Her mother knocked on the door and came in, handing her a large bag of cotton. "I estimate there's more than enough left to make a cotton-padded jacket. If you still have some cotton, add some and make two, or else make a pair of cotton-padded pants. It's up to you. Here's one dollar. Your father and I kept the peach cakes we didn't eat last time. Take two more and bring them to Li Xi."
"Okay, I understand."
It was just a few dollars, and Suerhe didn't need it, so he didn't take the money from Su's mother.
It was a rainy day the next day. On rainy days, except for a few people who went to check the drainage conditions of the ditches, other villagers did not have to work.
Su Erhe opened an umbrella, held the big bag to his chest and went to Li's house.
As soon as I reached the door of Li's house, I heard an exaggerated laugh coming from the Li's house.
"Hahaha, Brother Zheng, you...hahaha, making clothes for Su Erhe, hahahaha...how can you be so useless!"
Su Erhe heard it but didn't say anything. He even walked lightly across the yard and came to the gate of Li's house.
"Are you two laughing happily?"
Inside the room, the two of them rolled directly from their chairs to the floor.
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