The educated youth was reborn and wanted to disappear, but he was locked into a military marriage.

Do you mean not to give it to the Luo family and his son?

Miao Shiwen said helplessly: "Qiaomei, Teacher Luo teaches us with all his heart."

"I know." Zhang Qiaomei responded, "I didn't say I won't make it for them. I mean, given their status, it's really not appropriate to use good stuff. Let's just take apart so many cotton-padded clothes and splice them together. Keep the whole cloth, just in case. Use it for something else.”

"I originally thought about it, but it's cold and splicing will take time." Zhu Xiaomin responded, looked at her again and said, "It doesn't matter, we have a lot of fine cotton anyway, and we can also choose colors for you and Xiaoya to use."

Of the three types of fabrics, muslin has the widest range of colors, while polyester only comes in red and blue.

Zhang Qiaomei was anxious: "I am not doing it for myself, I am doing it for our collective. You have forgotten how difficult it was for us to find larger cloth in the past. Now we finally have these, why do we use them all at once?"

Wang Xiaoya listened for a while and couldn't help but interject: "Sister Qiaomei, don't we use all the cotton clothes, pants and beddings we make for ourselves? It's not a waste, otherwise where would these things be piled up?"

indeed!

Miao Shiwen was amused. He sighed and said to Zhang Qiaomei: "Xiaoya is right. Only when you use something can you realize its value. Otherwise, what's the point of just storing it there?"

Zhu Xiaomin also laughed and reached out to pat her knee: "Don't worry, we won't worry about a few feet of cloth anymore."

She sighed secretly in her heart: Zhang Qiaomei has many brothers and sisters in her family, and only one of her fathers is a part-time laborer. The family is in trouble, and she is afraid of poverty.

Seeing that these three people didn't care, Zhang Qiaomei opened her mouth, closed it again, and whispered after a while: "Then... Xiaomin also said that she wanted to make a mattress, have you calculated whether there is enough cloth?"

Zhu Xiaomin had already thought about it and immediately said: "In comparison, I am not so anxious about the mattress. Use coarse cloth for the upward side. In addition, I picked out the dismantled quilts, selected larger ones, and spliced ​​them together to make the downward side."

From cotton coats to cotton trousers, Miao Shiwen was cutting these cloths. Naturally, he knew how much cloth was used, and he had calculated it in his mind. Hearing her quick answer, I couldn't help laughing: "So you have thought about it all."

Zhang Qiaomei looked at the pile of recently opened cotton pants on the ground and whispered: "The last ones left are all torn and old pieces of cloth."

Zhu Xiaomin sighed with a smile: "Didn't you just say that we had trouble finding these cloths in previous years? Then put them away, and they will be used naturally when needed."

Miao Shiwen nodded: "Now we are only changing into cotton clothes, and the clothes outside have not been mended yet."

Zhu Xiaomin nodded: "There is still a while before the Chinese New Year, it depends on your ability."

This will completely throw him away.

Miao Shiwen couldn't help laughing. He looked up at her and saw that a sweater had been knitted to the last sleeve. He suddenly said, "Ming Zheng said he would be back soon. It has been more than twenty days. Is there anything wrong? "

Zhu Xiaomin paused her hand, shook her head slightly, and sighed after a while: "He is not a person who has nothing to say. There is no news, or he is busy."

"He will go to the army after the Chinese New Year, and it won't be more than a few months." Miao Shiwen pushed her.

Zhu Xiaomin was helpless: "This is not something I can do in a hurry."

Miao Shiwen could only nod, look at her, a little worried, and after a while, she whispered: "We only know that his family is a military family, but we don't know... whether his family gets along well, if you follow him back... "

"I won't go to his family." Zhu Xiaomin said decisively.

Miao Shiwen was stunned for a moment: "You want to go back to your home? In that prefecture-level city, what will happen if Ming Zheng changes his job in the future?"

Zhu Xiaomin stopped his hand, thought about it and said, "Maybe if he gets promoted in the future, I can join the army. At that time, I will follow him and settle in the place where I changed my career."

Miao Shiwen smiled: "So you have thought about it all. Well, before joining the army, you may as well go back to spend time with your parents. No matter how nice your husband's family is, it will never be as considerate as your own mother's family."

Zhu Xiaomin nodded, thinking about Luo Ye's reaction that day, but felt uncertain.

With the memory of her previous life, no matter where she goes, she can always seek advantages and avoid disadvantages to find a world for herself. But when she is gone, what will the Luo family father and son do?

Not to mention the people outside, Zhang Qiaomei still regarded them as outsiders in this room. If anyone thought of them again, she would never stand up for them.

But for them, will she stay?

In the last life, the problem between her and Lu Mingzheng may have been that they were together less and separated more, and there was less communication. If she still chooses to stay here in this life, will she follow the same path as in the previous life?

she does not know.

For a moment, Zhu Xiaomin only felt upset. She actually vaguely felt that if Lu Mingzheng regretted it and changed his mind, so he didn't come, it would be a choice that would free her from the dilemma.

After thinking wildly for a while, she still had no clue. Zhu Xiaomin could only scratch her head in annoyance, put away the sweater she had knitted in her hand, fetched water and put it on the stove to heat up before getting ready to go to bed.

In a few days, it was time to make an appointment with Yan Yimin to deliver the mutton. One day in advance, Xia Dongliang found two people who knew how to butcher sheep and followed them to the base.

This is a big deal for the base.

Except for Wang Xiaoya, who was afraid of blood, and Zhang Qiaomei, who was not interested, the two stayed to do needlework, plus a few educated youths who taught classes, and the rest all went to the base to help, including several brigade cadres from Gumancang.

At the base, everyone had already prepared wooden stakes for killing sheep, large wooden barrels for holding offal, and water was boiled on the large stove in the yard.

The sheep had already been marked after the ewes were bred. At this time, the educated youths helped to lead them out. Two masters worked on each sheep, one for each, in ten minutes, skinning and belly scraping, which was very neat.

This is really different from the educated youth slaughtering rabbits.

Not only the male educated youths, but also Zhu Xiaomin was speechless. She pushed Xing Qingsheng from behind and whispered: "Quick, secretly teach."

Xing Qingsheng chuckled and nodded.

Well, I can try this method next time I kill a rabbit.

Gu Mancang felt a little distressed when he saw the chopped sheep heads and hooves: "Zhu Zhiqing, the supply and marketing cooperative doesn't want bones. Aren't these a waste?"

This is all good stuff.

Zhu Xiaomin waved her hands repeatedly and said with a smile: "Although there isn't much meat, the stew still tastes good. We slaughtered the sheep ourselves, and we don't need meat tickets. Everyone still has some money in their hands. Let's go back to the team and set a price. Who wants to buy it back?" .”

There are more than fifty sheep, that is, more than fifty sheep heads and more than two hundred sheep hooves. If you want to divide it, it is not enough.

The head of the sheep is okay, but the hooves don’t have much meat, so it’s not easy to clean. It’s okay to just divide them. Who would buy them with money?

Gu Mancang thought about it and felt a headache.

Zhu Xiaomin smiled quietly.

Although sheep heads and hooves are difficult to clean, they taste good when stewed. However, people nowadays wish they had to bring some bones with them when buying meat, and most of them are unwilling to spend money on these things.