Wearing to the 70s: Mr. Rough Man, Please Spare Me

This man's eyelashes are really long and thick, and they look better than hers.

The fingers crossed his eyebrows, and then stayed on his smooth face. After lingering for a while, they moved to the chin full of stubble, feeling the feeling of the stubble pricking in the palm of his hand. It was hard and a little prickly. people.

Unexpectedly, a man with stubble has a special charm.

But he was really tired and actually snored.

Listening to the snoring one after another, she actually felt a little sleepy, and gradually fell into sleep.

When I woke up again, I saw the man's smiling eyes: "Are you awake?"

"Well, why do you sleep so little?"

An Xin opened his eyes, which were still a little hazy, and then looked at his watch. It was 12 o'clock, that is, he had only slept for two hours.

Dou Xiao kissed her forehead and said softly: "My mother just came to call for dinner, so I woke up. Seeing that you are sleeping so soundly, should I let them eat first and then sleep for a while?"

An Xin shook his head: "No, if you sleep again, you don't have to sleep at night. Have you dealt with everything yesterday?"

Seeing Dou Xiao nodded, An Xin didn't ask any more questions, even though she was extremely curious.

Everyone has privacy, even the closest people remember to keep a distance. Doesn’t she have her own secrets too?

"Do you know what my mother wanted to do with me before?"

"I'm just chatting with you, what else can I do?" An Xin asked in confusion.

Seeing Dou Xiao's narrow eyes, An Xin suddenly felt that she shouldn't ask.

"Mom said, we are not married yet, please let me take it easy and don't let the whole baby come out, it will be bad for you."

Her cheeks suddenly flushed with red. Look, she shouldn't have asked.

But I was also moved by Fang Ping. She really regarded her as a daughter.

"Then how do you answer?"

"I said: Ah, we already have it, what should we do?" Dou Xiao said seriously.

"Ah, where are we? You can't really tell me, then Aunt Fang still doesn't know what she thinks of me. Why are you talking so much nonsense?" An Xin asked anxiously, staring at Dou Xiao with two black grapes.

Then he saw Dou Xiao's narrow eyes, "Hey Dou Xiao, are you kidding me?"

After saying that, An Xin stretched out his claws and scratched Dou Xiao's waist one time and another.Dou Xiao, who was originally calm, slowly let out a small laugh.

She accidentally discovered that this man was ticklish about his waist. She never expected that such a tall and strong man could have such a weak point.

The two quarreled for a while and then went out to eat.

When I got to the kitchen, I saw the steaming food in the pot. Looking at the meat on it, it goes without saying that Fang Ping must have picked it out in advance.

While eating, Dou Xiao cut the braised pork into two pieces, and put the thin part into An Xin's bowl.

Looking at the lean meat in the bowl, An Xin was stunned for a while: "How do you know I don't eat fat meat?"

People in this era especially like to eat fat and oily meat.But for An Xin, fat is too greasy and easy to gain weight.

But she didn't tell Dou Xiao that, so how did he know?

Dou Xiao smiled meaningfully and said: "Who makes me so happy? So I always pay attention to her every move. Even when she came to the house for dinner for the first time, my mother gave her a piece of meat. First he eats the lean meat with relish, and then he devours the fat meat."

Listening to Dou Xiao's pointed confession, why is this man so sultry?

After finishing the meal happily, when he was about to wash the dishes, he was snatched away by the man again.

"From now on, when I'm here, just leave the washing to me!" This is how this man broke her heart bit by bit.

"Girl An, come here and take a look, are these clothes okay?" Fang Ping called in the yard.

"Hey!" An Xin walked out.

This is a light blue dress with long sleeves and waist. I remember An’s mother as a classy woman, so she designed a skirt for her.

It just looked like something was missing, so I thought about it for a while, and then asked: "Aunt Fang, can you embroider?"

"You're looking down on me now. I'm fine with sewing, but not with embroidery!" Fang Ping waved her hand quickly.

An Xin was worried when he saw He Meiling walking over: "I know a little bit about embroidery, but I don't know how to draw!"

Hearing this, An Xin smiled happily: "I know how to draw, so I'll trouble Fourth Sister-in-law."

She went back to Dou Xiao's room and started painting. In less than half an hour, she painted a lifelike plum blossom.

"An Xin, I didn't expect that your painting skills are so good. If I had your skills, maybe I wouldn't be here in the countryside." After He Meiling said this, her eyes dimmed, full of sadness.

It seems that this fourth sister-in-law is also a person with a story, but also, her name is so nice, she should not be from the countryside.

He Meiling soon adjusted her mood and returned to her room with the drawing and dress.

Then he took out the needle and thread he kept at the bottom of the box and started embroidering.

Fang Ping also returned to the house and sat on An Xin's father's clothes.

Their clothes sizes are all made according to the original owner's memory. I hope the original owner's parents won't change too much in the past six months.

An Xin went back to the house and started drawing again.

She suddenly had an idea. Maybe they could make some clothes and ask Feng Xue or Duoduo to help sell them.

This piece of light blue cloth is estimated to be able to make about 12 skirts. Counting An Ma's and Aunt Fang's, it can still make 10 skirts.

There is also pink fabric. I made bed sheets and quilt covers before, and I think I can make 8 skirts.

As for the earliest piece of dark blue fabric, it can be made directly into men's clothing.After excluding those given to Aunt Fang and the others, as well as those given to Dad An and Dou Yong, the remaining ones can probably be used to make 3 sets of clothes.

Just do it, An Xin worked hard, and finished the design draft of the dress in less than one afternoon.

There is no need to draw the men's clothing, just follow An's father's sketch.

Then he came to Fang Ping's house with the design draft. At this time, An's father's clothes were almost finished.

"Aunt Fang, I have some fabrics here and I want you to help make clothes. How about I give you 1 yuan per piece of clothing?" An Xin asked directly.

"Whatever wages I need, I will be idle when I am idle..."

Fang Ping was about to retort, but was stopped by An Xin: "Aunt Fang, one size equals one size. I also need to make money from these clothes. My brothers are still settling the accounts. Where can I get a free gift from you? If you don't want it, Then I’ll ask someone else for help.”

Fang Ping thought for a while and agreed.

It is better to let others earn this dollar than to earn it yourself.

She can make a set of clothes in one day, which costs 30 yuan a month, and the money will be saved for them.

An Xin also told He Meiling about the embroidery on the clothes.

He Meiling was overjoyed. She only wanted to help out because the sales were good, but she didn't expect such a gain.

If she embroiders one flower a day, she will be able to build a house for Jianmin to live in.