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"Auntie, we won't disturb you during lunch time."

There are a lot of people in this house, and the smells of cooking in the corridor drift into the room.

Song Ranran felt that the air in the room was getting thinner visibly to the naked eye.

"Okay, please wait for me for a while. Auntie will not take advantage of you. The cloth ends I left behind are all good stuff. Next time you want defective cloth, you can come to me."

The middle-aged woman entered another room, and after a while she took out half a bag of cloth in a snakeskin bag and handed it to Song Ranran.

"If I need defective cloth, I will definitely come to you next time. Let's go first."

Song Ranran looked at Gu Beicheng holding two pieces of cloth in his left hand and holding half a bag of cloth in his right hand, covering his mouth and secretly laughing.

"Brother Beicheng, let me carry the bag. I will pass by the state-owned hotel later and I have to bring food back to eat."

"Daughter-in-law, I can't enter the state-owned hotel with such things. Why don't we come down after we finish delivering the things?"

"It doesn't have to be so troublesome. A few lunch boxes are not heavy. You wait for me at the door of the hotel. I can pack them quickly in aluminum lunch boxes."

The two of them took a detour to the entrance of the state-owned hotel as they walked.

This state-owned hotel was not the one where Song Ranran picked her up.

The state-owned hotel is located in a relatively remote location with many alleys.

This state-owned hotel is located on the main urban avenue, with several guest houses nearby.

During the Chinese New Year period, there are not many people staying in guest houses, and there are also fewer people eating in restaurants.

Song Ranran took out the six aluminum lunch boxes from the space, put them into her bag, and walked into the state-owned hotel alone.

A little girl with two thick and black braids took a look at what Song Ranran was wearing, walked over with a smile on her face and asked:

“The menu and prices are on the wall. You can order whatever you like!”

Song Ranran looked up at the wall after hearing this. Stir-fried shredded pork with sauerkraut is 1 cents a portion, braised pork is cents a portion, stir-fried shrimp is cents a portion, a bowl of pork bone soup is cents, and rice is cents a portion. Twenty-five cents per pound, plus pound of food stamps, etc.

"I want one egg custard, one braised pork, one stir-fried shredded pork with sauerkraut, one stir-fried orchid tofu with minced meat, and a pound of rice and six big steamed buns."

Song Ranran estimated the amount of food for the four of them, took out six aluminum lunch boxes from her bag, handed them all the money and tickets to the little girl and said.

"There are not many people around now. Just sit down and wait. It will be ready for you in less than twenty minutes. The steamed buns, rice and other dishes will come out and I will prepare them for you."

The little girl wrote the menu in a notebook. Braised pork is the chef's specialty, and people come here to buy it every day.

The chef prepares these dishes in advance, so you don’t have to worry about not selling them.

"Excuse me, my wife is still at the door. Let's wait at the door. When we are ready, can you help me deliver it to the door?"

After the food was ordered, Song Ranran looked at Gu Beicheng standing straight at the door.

She was dressed warmly and wanted to wait outside with him.

"can!"

The little girl glanced at the tall, cold-looking man at the door and replied.

She has been working in this state-owned hotel for more than a year, and she has never seen such a loving couple.

The man was holding two pieces of cloth and carrying a snakeskin bag.

There was no sign of impatience, and he looked at his wife intently.

On such a cold day, my wife finished ordering food and went out to enjoy the cold breeze with her husband.

Twenty minutes later, Song Ranran put away the aluminum lunch box and the big steamed buns wrapped in oil paper, and followed Gu Beicheng back to the guest house.

After lunch, Song Ranran and Gu Beicheng brought fabrics to the tailor shop.

It was not yet time to go to work, and there was only a teenage boy looking after the store.

"Comrade, when does your master go to work?"

Song Ranran asked as she stood in front of the tailor shop with Gu Beicheng.

"Two o'clock!"

The young man glanced at Song Ranran and replied with a red face.

"Then let me borrow the sewing machine and scissors you have here, okay? I'll pay you."

The two children's clothes are about the same size. She can cut them first and wait for the master to come and sew them together, which will make it much faster.

Make two sets of clothes for the inside and two sets of clothes for the outside, as long as they can be changed and washed.

It’s not too cold on the train in winter, so you can wear two more layers of clothing after getting off the train.

"can!"

The young man blushed and accepted the work fee, not daring to look at Song Ranran. He was still just an apprentice.

The clothesmaker in the shop is his mother, who is usually very kind.

Song Ranran has made many clothes in more than a year.

After she drew the lines on the fabric, the scissors were easy to use in her hands.

She layered two fabrics together and cut eight sets of clothes in less than half an hour.

Fortunately, Song Ranran has now learned the sewing machine of this era.

When the store's clothing master came to work, Song Ranran had already made four pairs of pants.

"I've never seen the style of your pants before."

A gentle voice came from behind Song Ranran.

"This is a piece of clothing for boys. I made some changes to the cuffs to prevent wind from getting in. If it's too short, I can add a piece of fabric to the cuffs and it won't look out of place."

Song Ranran added a wide elastic band to the cuffs, making ordinary clothes both warm and eye-catching.

"This is a good method. The year is almost over. Why do your family make clothes for your children?"

The master took the cut fabric and sat in front of another sewing machine to sew clothes.

"I didn't have any fabric before. Today I changed some fabrics at my relatives' house. Isn't it going to be made here soon?"

Song Ranran checked the sewn pants, cut all the threads, folded them and put them in her satchel.

"Children of this age grow very fast, so it would be too wasteful to make such good fabrics for them."

The old master touched the soft corduroy fabric and said with some pity.

"Don't waste it. These are clothes made for the eldest brother. If he can't wear them anymore, he can still wear them for the younger brothers and sisters below."

Song Ranran knew that people in this era were frugal. They were hungry and suffered hardships, and they wished they could break a penny in half and spend it.

She didn't dare tell anyone that she would only wear these clothes for a year and a half.

"Life is better now than before. In the past, if I had a new dress, I would be happy for several years. If it was short or torn, I would sew it again and again and not bear to throw it away."

The old master looked at Song Ranran and sighed, the work under his hands was done much faster than Song Ranran.

"It will get better and better. In the future, you may not only have new clothes to wear during the New Year, but you will also be able to buy what you want during the day. Everyone will have endless new clothes to wear."

Song Ranran also wished that time would pass quickly so that the tickets would be canceled and transactions would be free.

Whether she has space or not, she can live well wherever she is.

"That's good. I make clothes every day, so I can't wear new clothes every year."

The old master thought about his better and better life in recent years and was full of hope for the future.