Yang Haiyan said, "Grandma, mother, this is the female shopkeeper of the ready-made clothing store in the county town. She brought some ready-made clothes and fabrics. I called Third Aunt and Third Girl to come over to help you choose. See if there are any ready-made clothes that are suitable for you. Choose a few sets as spares. If there are no suitable ones, choose the right fabrics to make them."
Grandma Qin said, "Okay, okay, Yanyan, you can choose for me later. You have to choose something good-looking."
Qin's mother also said: "That's right, we have never worn ready-made clothes. We used to buy fabrics and make them ourselves." After saying this, Qin's mother realized that there were people outside, and this might embarrass Yang Haiyan, so she felt a little embarrassed.
Yang Haiyan added: "That's because the clothes you make are good. I used to like making my own clothes, but I always felt uncomfortable with the clothes I bought. But I've been busy lately and I've become lazy, so I started to like ready-made clothes."
The female shopkeeper said: "It's mainly because the clothes I make are the right size, while the clothes made outside are more novel in style."
Mother Qin breathed a sigh of relief: "Yes, yes, that's it."
Yang Haiyan: "Boss, please take out all the clothes and fabrics and show them to my grandmother and mother."
The female shopkeeper called the little girl she brought with her and took out the ready-made clothes and fabrics. There were ready-made clothes for little girls, middle-aged women, and even old ladies. There were many styles of ready-made clothes, and they came in different colors.
Yang Haiyan took a fancy to several pieces of cloth. She picked up a dark purple piece with peony flowers outlined with gold thread and said, "Mother, the color of this cloth is beautiful. It suits you very well." Although the peony pattern was outlined with gold thread, there were relatively few patterns and it did not look tacky.
In fact, Qin's mother also liked this piece of material. At her age, she felt that bright colors were not suitable for her. She liked dark colors. She liked dark colors before because they were resistant to dirt. But now she liked this piece of material for another reason. After all, she was an imperial concubine and the general's mother, so she naturally couldn't wear bad clothes.
Mother Qin said, "Then you want this piece of cloth too?" She sounded a little hesitant, fearing that the material was too expensive.
Yang Haiyan said, "It's rare to find something that my mother likes, so of course I want it. Money can't buy what's good in your heart. And this dark red one with the word 'happiness' drawn in gold thread is suitable for grandma."
Grandma Qin touched the edge of the material. She had never touched such smooth material in her life. She had only touched it before. Now she liked it, but...
Yang Haiyan said again: "Grandma, you and mother are imperial officials, and imperial officials will be wives of some officials. We must have clothes to show our status. Otherwise, others will think that your husband is not filial to you.
The female shopkeeper was shocked. She didn't expect that these two seemingly simple ladies and the old lady were actually imperial decrees.
When Grandma Qin heard that it would affect her grandson, she stopped hesitating. Her grandson was so filial, she would not allow anyone to gossip about him.
"Mother, sister-in-law, Yanyan." Aunt Qin San brought Qin Qiuya here, and Qin Siya was also beside them. Qin Siya did not go to the embroidery workshop today because there were guests at home, so she asked for leave from her master.
Grandma Qin said, "You are here. Afang's wife has found someone to make clothes for us. Come and have a look."
Qin Qiuya: "Grandma, aunt, sister-in-law."
Qin Siya: "So many clothes."
Yang Haiyan smiled and said, "Aunt San and Qiuya, please see if there are any ready-made clothes or materials that you like. We can make more. As for you, Siya, the clothes for this season have been made, so there is no share for you today." She made four sets of clothes for Qin Siya every season. For a girl who had no financial ability, this was enough. When she had financial ability, she could satisfy herself. However, "If you like something, the eldest sister-in-law will allow you to advance your pocket money to buy a ready-made dress, or make a ready-made dress." It's impossible for everyone to have new clothes, but she doesn't, right
Qin Siya smiled proudly: "Sister-in-law, I don't need to advance pocket money, I have money." She learned embroidery skills in the embroidery workshop and embroidered things on weekdays. If the embroidery is good, the embroidery workshop will take it away after they agree, but they will pay for it. Of course, the embroidery workshop will resell it after taking it away, which is equivalent to the embroidery workshop acting as a middleman.
For a girl like Qin Siya who is learning embroidery skills, it is good to earn some pocket money. Otherwise, if she embroiders the embroidery herself, she will have to sell it in the finished product shop. Now that the embroidery workshop takes it away, she is relieved.
Yang Haiyan said: "That Si Ya is really amazing. In that case, why don't you buy a piece of material for grandma and make her a forehead support yourself?"
When Yang Haiyan said this, everyone looked at Qin Siya. Qin Siya thought it was okay, and she agreed readily: "No problem. Grandma, don't worry, my skills are much better now." In order to make more money from embroidery, she worked very hard to learn embroidery skills.
Qin Qiuya looked hesitant and somewhat embarrassed.
Yang Haiyan added, "Why don't Qiuya make a headband for grandma? You two sisters can discuss the style. If there are two headbands, grandma can take turns wearing them."
Qin Qiuya's eyes lit up: "Of course, but..." Her eyes darkened again, "I may not do it well."
Yang Haiyan said, "What's the big deal? It's summer now, and it won't be too late for you to wear a forehead support in the fall. You have plenty of time to learn."
Qin Qiuya nodded heavily: "Don't worry, sister-in-law, I will study hard."
Yang Haiyan had a good impression of Qin Qiuya, a gentle and well-behaved girl, but she lacked confidence. Although she would not spend time teaching her like she did Qin Siya, she could still give her some advice and guidance.
Grandma Qin likes the whole family to be happy the most. She feels happy when she sees the sisters-in-law getting along with each other.
Finally, Grandma Qin, Mother Qin, and Aunt Qin San each chose a set of ready-made clothes, and then ordered another set of ready-made clothes. Grandma Qin and Mother Qin's ready-made clothes were in line with their status as imperial officials, and they looked like the kind of rich ladies or officials' wives. After all, they came all the way from the Qin family and didn't have any prepared clothes. Aunt Qin San's clothes were slightly worse than theirs, and were what people with a little spare money and a little bit of conditions would wear, like the choices of those ladies in the town.
Qin Qiuya chose two ready-made clothes and had two more custom-made. Like Qin Siya, she ordered four sets for one season, using the same material.
Adults are mature and know how to choose, but if little girls are treated differently, they will feel even more inferior. Of course, it was also because Qin Qiuya came for the first time, so Yang Haiyan would refer to Qin Siya for everything, but it would not be possible to do so forever. After all, Qin Siya and Qin Qiuya have different identities, and some facts still need to be recognized by the little girl herself. Otherwise, if she fails to recognize the facts, she will go astray in the future.
After the female shopkeeper of the clothing store left, Qin Siya and Qin Qiuya left happily. Qin Siya couldn't wait to say, "Second sister, go change into new clothes. After you change, I will take you to the embroidery workshop to meet my friend."
Qin Qiuya said shyly: "Okay, thank you Siya."
Yang Haiyan also brought Grandma Qin into the room and said with interest, "Grandma, Aunt Lian's hair-combing skills are first-class. Let Aunt Lian comb your hair."
Grandma Qin said with a smile: "That would be great."
When Nanny Lian was combing Grandma Qin's hair, Aunt Qin San was watching on the side, and Mother Qin would say a few words from time to time, praising Grandma Qin's hair combing skills and Nanny Lian's good craftsmanship.
After Grandma Qin had combed her hair, she looked at herself in the bronze mirror and was reluctant to touch her hair, for fear of messing up her freshly combed hair: "Oh, I've never had my hair combed so well in my life." When the hair is combed well, people look several years younger.
Yang Haiyan said: "Grandma, if you put on your new clothes, I guarantee that grandpa won't recognize you."
Grandma Qin was so amused by what she said: "Then let's go change them."
Yang Haiyan: "Let me help you."
At noon, when Qin Fang came back with Grandpa Qin and others, he could hardly recognize every woman in the house from childhood to adulthood. He could recognize his wife and sister, after all, he was used to their dressing, but from grandma to mother, to third aunt, and San Ya, he could hardly recognize them.
Yang Haiyan stepped forward, took his hand and said, "Husband, look at grandma and the others. Do they look good like this? I've already told you that not only you, but grandpa can't recognize grandma anymore."
Qin Fang looked at Grandpa Qin, wanting to verify what his wife said.
Grandpa Qin was indeed dumbfounded as he looked at Grandma Qin. He really didn't recognize her. If Yang Haiyan hadn't spoken, he wouldn't have known that this was his wife: "You...you..." He even stuttered.
Seeing this, Grandma Qin glared at him and said, "What's wrong with me?"
Grandpa Qin hurriedly said, "You look good like this." What can he say? He just wanted to say, you are already old, why do you still dress like this? But he didn't dare to say it. The men of the Qin family have always been the face of their wives at home, and he is no exception.
When Grandma Qin saw him praising her, her face turned red: "You are already in your seventies or eighties, and you are not ashamed to talk like that." She has followed this old man all her life, and this is the first time she heard him praise her, so she really blushed.
Grandpa Qin: "… I'm telling the truth. If you don't believe me, ask the eldest brother." Really, it's hard to be a man. If you tell the truth, your wife will blame you. If you say the opposite, she will say you have no shame.
Father Qin was still confused. Compared with Grandpa Qin's age, he was only in his early forties and still in his prime. He didn't need to be embarrassed at all. When Grandpa Qin asked him, he also stared at Mother Qin. He and Mother Qin had been in love when they were young. Unlike the current parents' matchmaking, although they were valued by their parents, they also liked each other. So when he looked at Mother Qin, who was now dressed up, he suddenly thought she was really beautiful, just like her delicate appearance when she was young. Unconsciously, he was stunned. He was stunned and didn't hear what Grandpa Qin said.
Qin's mother also felt embarrassed. This man was already old, but still so brainless.
Not to mention Father Qin, even Uncle Qin was the same. It was as if he saw Aunt Qin for the first time. In his impression, his wife always kept her head down and didn't dare to look up, but today, she raised her head and looked at him expectantly.
Qin Fang leaned over and whispered in Yang Haiyan's ear, "Wife, what are you doing?" His voice was low and the hot air he exhaled hit her face, making her heart beat faster.
Yang Haiyan knew that this man was doing it on purpose. They were so familiar with each other and their bodies were so well developed that they didn't need to be developed any more. How could he not know that saying this would make her heart beat the most? She pinched his waist and said, "We women should dress ourselves up well. I will bring all the women in the Qin family to dress up beautifully."
When Qin Fang heard this, he couldn't help but laugh out loud, his chest heaving, and the laughter was mellow and pleasant.