Author: Mahjong Jun

It was not even ten o'clock in the morning when we returned to the village.

When he arrived at the entrance of the village, Zhao Wenmu first hung firecrackers on the crooked neck tree beside the road, struck a match and lit them.

The crackling sound of firecrackers quickly attracted the children playing nearby.

"Third nephew, what's on the bullock cart?"

A little baby of three or four years old asked in a babyish voice.

Zhao Wenmu:......

"Xiaobao, this is a sewing machine!"

The supply and marketing cooperative also gave a piece of red silk cloth to cover the sewing machine, which can be used as a dust cover.

"Third nephew, my mother told me that you should call me Uncle Xiaobao."

Okay, Uncle Xiaobao.

Zhao Wenmu ignored him.

He rolled his eyes and took out a piece of candy.

"Xiaobao, if you call me Third Uncle, I will give you sweets."

"not called!"

Zhao Wenmu took out another piece of candy.

The little guy started to hesitate.

Zhao Wenmu took out another piece of candy.

Just as the little guy was about to speak, an aunt came out from the side.

"Third nephew, what's in your car?"

Zhao Wenmu put the candy in Xiaobao's hand, took out a bag of candy, and distributed it to the children present.

"Fourth Aunt, this is a sewing machine! My third brother's new sewing machine!"

Zhao Wenyuan couldn't hold it back, he said loudly with a red face, looking more excited than buying a sewing machine himself.

"Hey, this is a sewing machine, let me see what it looks like!"

Most of the villagers have never seen a sewing machine, but soon this thing will enter thousands of households.

Zhao Wenmu didn't hide anything, he just wanted to let the villagers know that he bought a sewing machine.

So he opened the red silk openly.

Several more villagers gathered around.

A group of children were also shouting "sewing machine", "sewing machine"...

"it's beautiful!"

The villagers touched the dark and shiny body of the sewing machine and admired it.

What the villagers were touching were actually the legs of the machine. The fuselage was inside the cover and could not be seen at all now.

A group of people surrounded Zhao Wenmu and Zhao Wenyuan noisily, and followed them to the door of Zhao Wenmu's house.

Zhao Wenmu took out several more firecrackers and lit them at the door.

After a crackling sound, red confetti was scattered all over the floor.

When he heard the noise on the mountain, it was from his home side, and Zhao Jing also came down the mountain.

Seeing a large group of people gathered in front of her house, she ran over quickly.

After separating from the crowd, Zhao Jing walked into the courtyard. Along the way, people looked at her a little strangely. Zhao Jing was so confused that she didn't know what was going on.

But I saw a table placed in the yard, and there was a footrest under the table.

It's a sewing machine! Even though Zhao Jing didn't recognize it.

But Zhao Wenmu has been telling her these past few days that he wants to buy a sewing machine. Yesterday, he even said aggrievedly that he had obtained a coupon for a sewing machine, but he had no money to buy a sewing machine.

So she suddenly thought, this is a sewing machine!

The whole heart also cheered for joy.

She is also a little girl, so how could she not like sewing machines?

With a smile in his eyes, Zhao Wenmu reached out and took out a small wrench from under the sewing machine table. After twisting it, the cover plate in the middle of the table tilted up.

He took off the cover, placed it on the left side of the sewing machine table, took out the machine head, and restored the cover.

Then position the machine head and install the belt.

Then a stool was brought and Zhao Jing sat down in front of the sewing machine.

He also taught Zhao Jing step by step how to thread the needle and adjust the stitch size.

The small courtyard of Zhao Wenmu's house was full of people, and many of them were surrounding the courtyard, lying on the low courtyard wall and looking around.

In front of so many people, Zhao Jing seemed a little embarrassed, and she kept her head lowered.

But when the pedal was stepped on, the sound of "dah-dah" sounded, and the needle and thread shuttled rapidly on the cotton cloth, Zhao Jing entered another state.

She is no longer shy and inferior, but has become confident and assertive.

It was as if what she held in her hands was not the needle and thread, and what she stepped on was not the pedal. She dominated the world.

She raised her head, with a bright smile on her face, and the movements of her hands were smooth and natural. The breeze blew through the fine hair on her forehead, revealing the small birthmark. She did not cover it with her hands like before, but just shook her head lightly naturally, as if

Playing a beautiful piece of music.

A confident and lively aura permeated her body.

Zhao Wenmu was stunned.

Until Zhao Jing stopped what she was doing, smiled and said to him:

"Brother, thank you!"

Zhao Wenmu just woke up from a dream.

It turns out that his girl can still be like this!

He vowed to protect this smile!

Someone in the crowd also wanted to try out the sewing machine, but Zhao Wenmu didn't agree.

It’s not that I can’t bear to give up my sewing machine.

But if your wife doesn’t care enough about something, how can you let others use it casually?

Under the envious eyes of everyone, Zhao Wenmu and Zhao Jing carried the sewing machine into the house. Zhao Jing carefully covered the red silk cloth and couldn't help but caress it gently.

"Sister, if someone comes to borrow a sewing machine, just tell them that I don't allow it to be lent to others and ask them to come to me if they have any questions."

"Um!"

Zhao Wenmu expected that someone would come to borrow a sewing machine.

There are always people who can’t figure out how much they weigh.

There is no need for Zhao Jing to offend anyone, she is a girl after all.

He is a notoriously troubled young man. He is free to mess around and fight back against those who are not discerning.

He also sat down and tried the sewing machine.

Well, as expected, everyone who likes to shake their legs has a sewing machine in their heart.

Seeing Zhao Wenmu turn on the sewing machine again, Zhao Jing immediately sat down and made several diapers for the little girl.

It's very useful and enjoyable.

Zhao Wenmu watched from the sidelines with distraught eyes.

The young couple forgot one thing.

The little girl is still on the mountain, being looked after by Zhao Zimeng and Zhao Ziting.

When Liu Xiumei returned home with her little daughter in her arms, the two of them thought of their precious daughter.

Zhao Jing hugged the little girl and kept apologizing to the little one.

The little one doesn't understand, or maybe he understands but can't say it out loud, so he just grabs his mother's finger and giggles.

"Er Niu, you go back to the village in the afternoon and call your brother and Xu Peng. Wenyuan, you call Song Guanjun, Song Weixing and Zhang Daming from Sanli Village."

During lunch, Zhao Wenmu and Qian Erniu, Zhao Wenyuan explained.

These were the friends he had played with since childhood. Unlike those who tricked him into drinking and gambling together, these people just liked fishing and fishing, and did not have those bad habits.

They were all those who had hung out with me in previous lives.

To put it bluntly, they are time-tested and proven loyal and reliable partners.
To be continued...