Raising a family through the 1970s

Seeing this, Yao Xiujuan stood up, took out another piece of cloth from the basket and walked over there together, while saying, "Sister-in-law Osmanthus, you also teach me how to cut, I can't trouble you every time in the future."

Wang Guihua stood in front of the table, unfolded the floral cloth in her hand, and said with a smile, "Yes, then you have to look at it..."

"By the way, your piece of cloth is to make clothes

for Wuya, right?" Yao Xiujuan stood beside her, nodded and said, "Yes, make it for Wuya, just make a blouse, right?

Wang Guihua bowed her head slightly, and measured the size of the cloth, "Well, three-foot cloth, it's not big, it's not small, if you make it for Wuya, it's not enough to make two clothes, and one is too little..."

Yao Xiujuan also knew that it was a little embarrassing to make clothes for Wuya with a three-foot cloth, but she still smiled and said, "It's okay, sister-in-law osmanthus, you can watch and cut it, and I can do something with the rest of the cloth in the future..."

Wang Guihua thought for a moment and then started to move, cut off a few pieces of cloth in a few "clicks", and finally explained to Yao Xiujuan, "It's a pity to just make a piece of clothing, I can cut it on the side, and the rest of the cloth can be put together into a small shorts, and when it comes to summer, you can let Wuya wear it..."

"My sister-in-law still has an idea, and I was still thinking about whether the rest of the cloth should be kept for patching at that time..."

In the sixties and seventies, it was normal for poor people to use different colors of cloth to splice into a piece of clothing, let alone splicing it with cloth of the same color, so at this time, Wang Guihua's proposal, Yao Xiujuan praised it without thinking about it.

Wang Guihua couldn't be happy when she heard this, and she turned her head sideways and saw that she was still holding a piece of cloth in her hand, "Are you making clothes for Brother Chutian?"

Yao Xiujuan put the cloth on the table and said embarrassedly, "No, it was made for me, Brother Tian, it was specially bought for me..."

Wang Guihua was surprised, and then praised with a smile on her face, "Oh, Brother Chutian loves you..."

Yao Xiujuan's face turned red involuntarily, not to mention anything else, even if her mother-in-law and brother and sister-in-law have always been bad to them, Chutian has always been very good to her...

When Chu Tian woke up, he found that his daughter was honestly sitting next to him and playing, not noisy or noisy, "Wuya, where is your mother?"

Wuya heard Chutian's voice and pounced on him happily, and a soft and glutinous voice came, "Dad, my mother is not here, Wuya didn't see it when she woke up..."

Chu Tian was stunned, and said in his heart that it was so cold outside, where could she run away if she was pregnant again? Just as she was about to get up and go out to look for it, Yao Xiujuan came back.

"What are you doing?"

Seeing her carrying a basket, Chu Tian frowned slightly, and said in his heart that it wouldn't be Liu Zhaodi who instructed her to do something again, right?

Yao Xiujuan put the basket on the table, took out the cut fabric from it, and said with a smile, "My cutting skills are not good, and I was afraid that I would cut the good fabric, so I went to Osmanthus sister-in-law to help..."

Chu Tian thought about it for a long time, and then remembered who Osmanthus sister-in-law was from his memory, and suddenly realized, "Ah, then why don't you just ask Osmanthus Sister-in-law to help make it?"

Wang Guihua's craftsmanship is very good, usually when the farm is slack, he will help people make clothes at home, and it is not expensive to make one, and the acquaintances on the brigade can give a few eggs or something, and the unfamiliar ones are only a few cents a piece...

Yao Xiujuan's hand on the fabric paused, and then slowly spoke, "I, I want to do it myself..."

Chu Tian didn't think too much about it, just nodded and said, "Okay, you can do it yourself if you want to, if you like it, I'll buy you a sewing machine in the future..."

In the evening, I ate another meal of clear soup and little water, and Chutian's mouth was about to fade out of the bird, and the family of three returned to Diwozi, so they couldn't wait to take out the clay pot from the kang hole, took out the haggis and sheep's head that had been hot, and beckoned Wuya and Yao Xiujuan to eat.