Because of the matter of mending clothes, Liu Xiuyun's attitude towards Dong Jiahui, a sister-in-law, has improved a lot.
So far, Dong Jiahui has another errand in her natal family, which is all kinds of sewing and mending.
Strange to say, when the same thing is mended, what Dong Jiahui sewed out is neater and more elegant.
One day, Zhao Lijuan, the third sister-in-law of the Dong family, wore a modified Lenin outfit and went to work, which attracted the attention of many daughters-in-law and girls in the village.
"Hey, Lijuan, is this dress on you newly made?"
"It doesn't look like new material, but I haven't seen you wear it before."
"The style is very good, you will look like a city person when you wear it."
"Well, it looks like a city person, but there is still one thing missing, and that is a pair of leather shoes."
No matter what age, when women get together to gossip about right and wrong, what they talk about is nothing more than clothing, shoes and other topics of dress.
"You're right. These clothes are made from old clothes. My Jiahui has a good handicraft. No matter what kind of clothes and fabrics are in her hands, she will never waste them. They can always be turned into good things."
Everyone was surprised to see Zhao Lijuan's proud face when she mentioned her sister-in-law Dong Jiahui. Everyone knew that Dong Jiahui had been the gossip of every family this month, not only because she couldn't give birth to a child, she was driven back to her mother's house by the Lu family. Abandoned woman, also because half a month ago she couldn't think about it and danced in Tongzhou River. People almost died.
During this period of time, Dong Jiahui didn't go out of the house, and a girl like her who had been married once was strictly speaking not a member of Dayu Village, and she didn't have to work with everyone, so everyone didn't go to work these days. I met Dong Jiahui's face.
This incident was quickly spread in the village, and the Dong family suddenly became a place where the villagers all made their appearances. Everyone wanted to see what kind of craftsmanship Dong Jiahui had. A sewing machine can make a piece of clothing with just a needle and thread.
At this time, in Shanghe Village, more than ten miles away from Dayu Village, Zhang Qiaoer was hugging her six-month-old granddaughter Yingbao and feeding her rice cereal.
Today, Zhang Qiaoer changed her thrifty attitude in the past, and she was willing to add half an egg yolk and a drop of sesame oil to the rice paste.
The granddaughter Yingbao ate deliciously, her round eyes looked too bright on her thin face, she kicked her calves and patted her two little hands on Zhang Qiaoer's body when she was happy to eat.
The more Yingbao rejoiced, Zhang Qiaoer felt more and more angry, thinking of the educated youth daughter-in-law who left her child and went back to the city, she wished she could move a bench and sit in front of her house and scold her for three days and three nights.
"Mom, Yingbao is very happy to eat."
Zhao Meixiang sat on the bench next to the Four Immortals' Table and twisted straw ropes. Farmers used these ropes everywhere, for binding firewood, straw, and sacks. They were very useful, but not very strong.
She heard that the supply and marketing cooperative sells a kind of nylon rope, which is so strong that it will not break even if it is tied to wood and furniture. However, nylon rope can only be bought with an industrial ticket, and the price is not cheap, so it is not available for ordinary families.
It would be great if I could buy a few meters of nylon rope, so that I don’t have to rub the grass rope. I have to rub it every two days. The palms of her hands were rubbed with calluses. How ugly it is for a girl to have calluses in her hands.
"What does she know, a toothless little doll? Her mother has run away, and she will be a motherless child in the future. Who else can really love her?"
A child without a mother is just a grass. Even if Zhang Qiaoer couldn't get used to the educated youth's daughter-in-law before, she was also the mother of her grandchildren. I didn't expect this woman to be big-hearted. Shanghe Village couldn't keep her, and neither could their Zhao family. In order to go back to the city, she divorced Donglin and left behind her two children, the black egg Yingbao. I heard that in order to sign and seal, she even hooked up with Secretary Rao in the town. She really lost her conscience!
Zhang Qiaoer really regretted finding such a daughter-in-law to come in, but it was obviously this bitch who was crying and shouting to marry Dong Lin!
"Mom, what will Heidan and Yingbao do in the future? The eldest brother is not at home, and the eldest sister-in-law is gone. Are you going to take them with you?"
Zhang Qiaoer gave birth to four children, two boys and two girls, the eldest daughter Zhao Hongxia, the eldest son Zhao Donglin, the youngest son Zhao Donghe, and the youngest daughter Zhao Meixiang.
The eldest daughter, Zhao Hongxia, got married eight years ago. Later, Zhao Donglin and Zhao Donghe also got married one after another. Now only Zhao Meixiang is left as an unmarried child in the family.
Zhao Donglin joined the army at the age of seventeen. In the past twelve years, with his perseverance and courage of not being afraid of difficulties and sacrifices, he has been promoted from an ordinary soldier to a company commander, and his monthly salary is more than seventy Kuai is the only powerful and capable young man in the village, and the whole family follows him to enjoy the blessings. It is truly an honor for one person to join the army and the whole family.
This day was originally very good. The son of an officer and the daughter-in-law of an educated youth gave birth to a son and a daughter to make up the word "good". Zhang Qiaoer couldn't figure it out even if she wanted to go back to the city. Is life in the city so good? So good that you can abandon your husband and son without any face
Zhang Qiao'er really can't figure it out, their Zhao family is already an upper-class family in the village, so they still can't keep her Wang Mei's heart
"Ah, ah."
Zhang Qiaoer was thinking about it, Ying Bao, who had finished eating the rice cereal, opened her mouth and shouted without waiting for the next bite, Zhang Qiaoer came back to her senses and looked down, met Ying Bao's bright eyes, almost It is necessary to cry all the time.
She held back her sadness and replied to her daughter's words.
"What sister-in-law, don't call her sister-in-law in the future, she has nothing to do with our family in the future."
Zhao Meixiang rubbed the straw rope and didn't respond. In fact, she didn't hate her sister-in-law Wang Mei that much. Maybe it was because her first impression of Wang Mei was too good. Even if she did such a thing, she couldn't afford to feel disgusted. Bar.
After Zhang Qiaoer finished speaking, she also felt a little boring, so she directly switched to another topic.
"I will definitely take care of the child. If you have nothing to do, help me out. Over the years, your elder brother has brought back money every month, and your elder brother has earned a share of our family's food. You help him take care of the child and wait for you to marry. Yes, I will use the money sent back by your elder brother to buy you a decent dowry."
For Zhang Qiaoer, the palms and backs of the four children are full of flesh. No matter which finger is long and which is short, they should help each other to move forward.
Zhao Meixiang is still a girl, and she blushes when she hears the word "marry". Mom is really serious, she said that she will marry without a dowry before she finds a partner.
Besides, even if her mother didn't tell her so specifically, she, as a little aunt, would definitely help take care of her nephew and niece.
Although Wang Mei's sister-in-law has a bad temper, she always looks indifferent to anyone she gets along with, but it cannot be denied that her nephews and nieces have followed her mother, especially Yingbao, who is exactly like Wang Mei, with fair skin and big eyes. It looks very painful.