The Cannon Fodder of Fast Time Travel, She Chooses To Farm

  Chapter 13 Eight Zero Best Sister-in-Law (13)

  Xu Yin laughed: "Don't worry! You will never be beaten by your sister."

   "I mean it!"

   "I'm telling the truth too! If you don't believe me, I'll draw it for you now. As long as I can draw it, my sister-in-law will do it."

  Tong Guihua felt relieved: "Then draw quickly."

  Xu Yin returned to the classroom, took a draft pad, and drew two dresses suitable for soft gauze.

  The current popular dress styles are similar.

Almost all have white-edged split collars, white-edged narrow short sleeves, a row of fake buttons on the front chest, a waist, and the hem is as big and thick as Bragi, which can be twisted up in a turn kind of.

   And the two types she drew:

  One is a collar, ruffle sleeves, natural waist, and irregular ruffles at the hem, youthful and beautiful.

  The other is a small stand-up collar, three-quarter sleeves, no waist, but with a red leather belt.

   "Wow! I like both of these!"

  Tong Osmanthus held her cheeks like an idiot.

   "It's a pity that I don't have soft gauze material, Xu Yin, the dress you drew is only suitable for soft gauze?"

   "It's better to have some texture." Xu Yin nodded, "But if it's silk, you can also design it like this."

   She picked up the pen again as she spoke, and drew a few strokes.

  This time it is an improved cheongsam, which is suitable for engagements and weddings.

  Tong Guihua held the draft book and was reluctant to put it down: "Wow, it's so beautiful! I want to confess it!"

   "..."

  Finally, Tong Guihua chose the first picture for her sister. According to her words:

  "My sister has a short neck, and when she wears a stand-up collar, her neck is gone. It's better to have a flat collar, at least it looks like she has a neck. And the second picture doesn't look good without a belt? It's like a pregnant woman with a big belly..."

  Xu Yin twitched the corners of her mouth, suspecting that Osmanthus fragrans was often whipped by her sister at home—this mouth is too bad for words.

  The orders received this week are far less than last week, perhaps part of the business was taken away by the tailors in this area.

   Except for the dress that Tong Guihua ordered for her sister, she only received orders for four pairs of overalls and two white shirts.

   Among them, two overalls and two shirts came from two boys.

   Said to prepare for work after graduation. They thought that the tailors in the county were too slow to work, and they were afraid that they would not be able to wait.

  Whether it was out of helping her or simply in a hurry, Xu Yin always accepted their favor.

  I gave them a suggestion from the bottom of my heart: change the overalls into suit pants, and give each of them a black bow tie.

   Such a match, not to mention the first day of work, is also suitable for engagement and wedding in the future.

   As for Sister Tong Guihua's dress, she spent a lot of thought.

  Xu Yin said, sister-in-law Xu made it, and sister-in-law cooperated. They stayed at home for a day and a half on weekends to make this skirt.

  Kung fu pays off, after the ready-made garments came out, not to mention the young and old of the Xu family, even Xu Yin herself felt so beautiful.

   Arriving at school on Monday, Tong Guihua heard that it was ready, and couldn't wait to take it out to see.

   This look attracted the attention of half the class.

  As for the other half of the class, they are all boys. It's not that I don't like to look at it, but I'm embarrassed to stare at the girl's skirt.

   "Wow! This is too beautiful!"

   "Xu Yin, your sister-in-law did this too? Your sister-in-law is too capable!"

  Xu Yin is not jealous at all of them boasting about her sister-in-law, on the contrary she is quite embarrassing:

   "Of course! My sister-in-law's sewing is very good!"

   "I think the main thing is fashion. Those old tailors who do needlework are bad, but they can't make such fashionable and novel skirts."

   "Really, I bet this style, even the department stores in Haicheng won't be able to sell it."

   "It's a pity that soft yarn materials are more difficult to buy."

   "White and black ones are not difficult to buy, but they are not good-looking."

   "Oh, it's up to you to talk about it, don't do it!" Tong Guihua hid the skirt in her schoolbag with heartache, "It's all wrinkled by you."

   "Hey! Osmanthus, don't be so stingy, you see you can borrow your sister's light to try on your upper body when you go home, we will touch it at most."

   "That doesn't work either, this is my sister's betrothed new dress, don't touch it anymore!"

   "Okay, okay... By the way, my sister is going to get engaged in the second half of the year, why didn't I hear her talk about making clothes, no, I have to go home and ask."

   "I don't know if my brother made new clothes for my future sister-in-law..."

   "..."

  Xu Yin listened and saw that there was no movement, she looked up, oh, there are so many pairs of eyes staring at her.

  She touched her face subconsciously, wondering: "What's wrong? Why are you staring at me?"

   "Well, Xu Yin, if my sister wants to make a dress like this for her engagement, can your sister-in-law do it?"

"Xu Yin, Xu Yin, I'm also in line. Although my brother doesn't have a favorite yet, it's coming soon. My mother is looking for him. When things are done, I will definitely make a new dress for my future sister-in-law. It's time for me to find you!"

  Xu Yin: "..."

   Is it really good to be a seller like this?

"Hey, you should discuss it with your family members. If you really need it, come and talk to me. Also, not all materials are suitable for this style. This one needs a textured fabric. If it is cotton or linen or Dacron, or This style is better…”

  She added a few new styles after yesterday's sketches, which are more suitable for relatively tough and crisp fabrics such as cotton and Dacron.

  When these girls saw it, they liked her very much, and praised her one after another:

   "Xu Yin, you are amazing!"

   "Xu Yin, how did you draw it? It's so realistic!"

   "How beautiful it would be as a dress!"

   "Ah—I really want to go home now!"

   "It's useless to go home, and there is no fabric at home."

   "My family has one. My mother hid a piece and said she would make it for me after I graduate."

   "Is that for your blind date?"

   "Pfft ha ha ha..."

   "By the way, Xu Yin, are you planning to take the fashion design major?"

   Being asked this question, Xu Yin was stunned for a moment, and then smiled wryly: "It's hard to say whether I can pass the exam. It's too early to talk about majors now."

  It is not so worrying to work **** other subjects, the key is Russian.

  Every time I open the Russian textbook, I see those languages ​​that she knows separately, but once the words and sentences are formed, they are as strange as a different world, and I get a headache.

   What is even more troublesome is that the next class is Russian class.

  I thought that I would have to survive in the misty eyes of the Russian teacher who hated iron and steel, but I didn’t expect that there would be a breaking news:

   "Students, I just received a notice from my superiors that from this year onwards, Russian will no longer be a compulsory subject in the college entrance examination..."

   "Wow—"

  Before the teacher finished speaking, the classroom exploded.

  Students who have good grades and point to this course to pull marks are not reconciled.

   And a scumbag in Russian like Xu Yin ushered in the spring, and everyone was very excited.

   "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh! No more Russian language exams? That's great! Liberated!"

  Tong Guihua looked even more excited than Xu Yin.

  Xu Yin asked her: "Didn't you occasionally get a score of 70 or 80 in the exam? As for being so excited?"

   "Who wouldn't be happy if you missed a test! Only those who rely on Russian to get points will turn their faces into stones in the latrine."

   "..."

  (end of this chapter)