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"Mom, what's wrong?" Chen Xing asked while holding the door frame, Zhou Mei handed the spatula to her, and then took off her apron: "Your brother sprinkled the ink on the cotton cloth, and I put salt on the vegetables in the pot, You taste the saltiness, and serve it up if it suits you.”

Chen Xing knew how to cook. Hearing that she had put on her apron, Chen Lu glanced at the dishes in the pot and called her, "Sister, the dishes are going to burn."

"coming."

Zhou Mei soaked the ink-stained white cloth into the basin, rubbed it with soap and scrubbed vigorously, and Chen Yongyang also knelt down and prepared to wash with her, so as to atone for his sin.

He didn't wash his clothes, Zhou Mei thought he was causing trouble: "Don't touch it, I'll clean you up later!"

Chen Yongyang was at a loss and turned to look at Chen Wan. Chen Wan squatted beside him, whisked the water out of the basin to let him wash his hands, and interceded for him by the way: "Blame me for not putting the cotton cloth on the desk. Yong Yang didn't mean it." Yes, he knew he was wrong, sister-in-law, don't be angry."

How could Zhou Mei not be angry, the cotton cloth she just bought was so big, and seeing that the ink stained area couldn't be washed off with soap, she immediately became even more angry.

Good cloth, black and white, how to make clothes.

"I'm sorry." Chen Yongyang's expression was even more guilty, "Mom, you can use my lucky money to buy a new one for my little uncle. If it's not enough, can you deduct it from my future lucky money?"

Zhou Mei laughed angrily, she didn't see that Chen Yongyang was so good at thinking of ways: "Do you know how much lucky money you have, and buy a new one?"

"Of course I know." Chen Yongyang immediately counted his fingers to Zhou Mei, "Last year you gave me 45 cents, little uncle gave me [-] cents, sister and the others gave me [-] cents, the sum is [-] cents, you Said to save for me to marry a daughter-in-law, I am nine years old, fifty-nine and forty-five, a total of four yuan and fifty cents."

"It cost six yuan to buy cloth, and I'll send you one yuan and fifty cents, and it will be enough to deduct the New Year's money for three years."

Chen Yongyang chattered so fast that Zhou Mei couldn't keep up with his train of thought, so she asked Chen Wan in a daze, "Is he right?"

"That's right, it seems that Yong Yang listened carefully in class." Chen Wan smiled and patted Chen Yong Yang on the head, "Try to get [-] points in the final exam."

"Will mom forgive me if I score [-]% in the test?" Chen Yongyang talked to Chen Wan, but his eyes looked at Zhou Mei expectantly.

"Success, if you can get [-] points in the test, I will forgive you this time." The cleverness shown by Chen Yongyang extinguished Zhou Mei's anger.

"Thank you Mom, I will definitely get full marks in the final exam!" Chen Yongyang raised his head and promised loudly, regaining his previous vitality.

In fact, Chen Yongyang will do those questions every time in the exam, but he always loses a few points because of carelessness. Zhou Mei and the others have said it countless times but failed to correct his bad habits. Now he finally found a chance.

The water in the basin was changed three times, from turbid to clear, there was still ink stains on the cotton cloth, it must not be washed clean, Zhou Mei shook her hands and straightened her waist.

Chen Qianjin pushed open the courtyard door and came in, and found the three of them surrounded by the eaves, and asked what they were doing, Zhou Mei pointed at Chen Yongyang: "Your son did a good job, I just tore a piece of cloth this morning to make a piece for Liu'er." The shirt, after taking it back to make a meal, he sprinkled ink on it to see how it was ruined."

The cotton cloth was still soaking in the basin, Zhou Mei thought about washing it again after eating, maybe the color could be lighter.

Chen Qianjin stared, and Chen Yongyang understood that this was a sign of his anger, he pulled Chen Wan's clothes and hid his head behind him: "My mother said, she will forgive me if I get [-] points in the final exam this time! "

Zhou Mei pulled her husband's arm: "Don't be angry with him, I have already scolded him."

"Dad, it's time to eat." Chen Xing and Chen Lu arranged the meal and came out to help his younger brother.

Chen Qianjin restrained the sternness in his eyes, and tapped Chen Yongyang's brow from the air: "I'll settle the score for you if you don't score [-] in the test!"

Usually he didn't discipline Chen Yongyang very much, it was because Chen Yongyang didn't offend Chen Wan, but now he not only spilled Chen Wan's ink but also ruined the cloth used as a shirt, Chen Qianjin would never tolerate it.

Chen Qianjin touched a dollar to Chen Wan to buy a new bottle of ink, and then asked Zhou Meikong to go to the supply and marketing agency to tear up a new piece of cloth.Zhou Mei was in charge of all the money notes at home. He had a total of one yuan on him, and after taking it out, it was as heavy as four purses.

Chen Wan's money was only [-] cents after paying the medical expenses last time, so he was not polite to Chen Jinjin: "Thank you, brother."

Very good, he now has a huge sum of one yuan and twenty cents, which is one step closer to his original net worth of tens of millions.

Sun Dahua came back with Xu Laiqian when the Chen family was sitting together to eat. The mother and son were full at the market, and they walked slower than when they went there.

Xu Kongshan was sharpening his knife in the yard, and the blade made a huh huh sound as it slid across the whetstone.

"Mom, I want to eat four meat buns next time—" Xu Laiqian didn't finish his sentence, but immediately shut up when he saw Xu Kongshan.

Xu Kongshan knew that they ate meat buns at the market. Sun Dahua bought five of them and ate them all. He didn't keep one for him. The second-hand son told him.

Erlaizi's original words are: "Dashan, you have a good meal today. Your mother bought five big meat buns. When you finish eating, tell us what the meat buns taste like, so that we can learn more."

Who in the village doesn't know that Sun Dahua is so biased, that the five buns have nothing to do with Xu Kongshan, and that the bastard intentionally embarrasses Xu Kongshan.

Erlaizi is a narrow-minded person. He and Xu Kongshan were assigned to a team once at work, and Xu Kongshan reported him in public for being a foreign worker. After the scorekeeper deducted half of his work points, he hated Xu Kongshan and seized the opportunity. Then ridiculed him.

Xu Kongshan looked away from Xu Laiqian's shiny lips: "Mom, it's time to cook."

The sharpened knife gave off a frightening cold light in his hand, Xu Laiqian's scalp tightened and he tried to run away: "Mom, I don't feel well in my stomach, so I won't eat at noon."

Sun Dahua was better than Xu Laiqian, she didn't feel guilty at all, she spread her hands to Xu Kongshan: "How much did the firewood sell for?"

"No money, the last two yuan was added to today." Xu Kongshan lied, he had five yuan in his cotton trousers, but he didn't want to give it to Sun Dahua.

Xu Kongshan looked open, but Sun Dahua withdrew his hand suspiciously: "Remember to chop more firewood next time, the family has no money."

Fortunately, she had the nerve to say it out loud, and she bought five buns for [-] cents each, no matter how much Xu Kongshan earned, she couldn't afford to squander them.

Xu Kongshan didn't say a word, standing at the kitchen door like a pillar, Sun Dahua was like a light on his back, after all, he didn't dare to boil a pot of clean sweet potatoes to dismiss him as usual, but reluctantly grabbed two handfuls of rice mixed with sweet potatoes and cooked them, I also fried shredded radish that lacked oil and salt.

"My stomach is also a little uncomfortable. You can eat. After eating, wash the dishes and put them on the table. I will go into the room and lie down for a while." Sun Dahua opened his eyes and said nonsense. Why is the stomach uncomfortable?

Xu Kongshan poured the shredded radish into the rice and mixed it evenly. The bland taste reminded him of Zhou Mei's cooking.

After dinner, Zhou Mei wrung out the cotton cloth and hung it in the yard, looking at the black marks on it and sighing, what a fine cloth, what a pity.

"Liu'er, let's get Minger's sister-in-law to get you another new one." Chen Wan walked over, and Zhou Mei said sideways.

"Don't worry about new ones, sister-in-law." Chen Wan saw the position of the black mark on the white cloth, "This cloth can still be used."

Zhou Mei thought that what he said could be used was because he wanted to make shirts. Chen Wan had never made clothes before, so Zhou Mei thought he didn't understand: "Then what's the matter? It's so ugly to make one black and one white. I'll cut it later. Sew two vests for your eldest brother, and save the leftover rags for mending."

"It's usable. My classmate wore this kind of black and white clothes before, but it's not a shirt." Chen Wan gestured to the white cloth, "This one has a hole for a collar, and the two sides are sleeves..."

"Liu'er, slow down, I didn't understand." Zhou Mei's eyes followed Chen Wan's hand, why didn't she understand the splicing?

All the classmates were made up by Chen Wan. His design concept is the most common color contrast in later generations. Zhou Mei couldn't imagine it in the era when the same piece of cloth made a dress.

"How about this, sister-in-law, you teach me how to sew, and I will do it." Chen Wan persuaded Zhou Mei to hand over the fabric to him on the grounds that he remembered the style of the clothes.

Zhou Mei wanted to refuse, but she softened her heart when she saw his look of anticipation. Since the end of the college entrance examination, it was the first time she saw Chen Wan showing such an expression, and she felt a little more lively.

If Zhou Meishu read a little more, she would be able to think of an idiom called radiance through Chen Wan's state.

Forget it, since Chen Wan wants to do it, let him do it. It's not that the conditions of the left and right family can't satisfy his small request.

Although Zhou Mei once said that women should do sewing, she didn't have the old-fashioned idea that big men shouldn't touch needles and threads. Tailor Zhao in their village is a man, and he can make clothes better than anyone else.

The cotton cloth continued to dry in the yard. Zhou Mei went into the house and took out the needlework basket and came out to teach Chen Wan how to sew. The two used rags to teach. The actual sewing needle made Chen Wan, who was more proficient than chopsticks, deliberately slow down the movements of his hands and tried his best. A novice who puts all his effort into pretending to be talented.

Zhou Mei unfolded Chen Wan's practice results, and the smooth stitches far exceeded her imagination. Chen Wan's novice skills were almost on par with hers.

"Smart people really learn everything quickly." Zhou Mei was surprised and attributed the reason to Chen Wan's intelligence, and couldn't help but wonder about the clothes Chen Wan was about to make.

Chen Wan sewed three pieces of rags in front of Zhou Mei in a row, but she didn't pierce her hand during the period, so Zhou Mei announced that he had left the teacher and left the sewing basket for him to use as he pleased.

After washing their feet at night, the couple lay down on the bed and chatted. Zhou Mei smiled and told Chen Wan about making clothes: "Liu'er is a quick learner, and I don't know how his brain grows."

"It's born, how can it grow." Chen Qianjin pulled the quilt up, "But sewing clothes is not the same as making clothes. Don't be too disappointed if Liu Er doesn't make it."

"I'm not so disappointed. At worst, just pretend I never bought that piece of cloth." Zhou Mei thought about it, and started talking about other topics, "Have you made arrangements for fertilizing the wheat tomorrow? Who is going to work? "

"The fourth uncle said that anyone who wants to go can go. The grass in the wheat field is almost taller than the seedlings. Pull it up before fertilizing, so that the weeds will not steal the fertilizer from the wheat."

The leader of the second group is Chen Jinjin's fourth uncle, who is 53 years old now. Because of this relationship, Chen Jinjin will not be left behind in any matter in the village.

"Oh, then I'll go with you tomorrow too." After Zhou Mei finished speaking, she reached out and turned on the lamp. She went to work tomorrow and had to go to bed early tonight.

The author has something to say:

Chen Wan: I have one yuan and twenty cents.

Xu Kongshan (feels out the hidden money): Here it is.