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Taking advantage of the Chinese New Year, my sister-in-law made new clothes for the family.

On the 20th of the twelfth lunar month, my sister-in-law took out the new clothes and placed them beside the bed, and said to the whole family: "Try them on and see if they fit. If they don't fit, take them off and I'll change them."

The family is very happy to have new clothes. This is also the reason why this year, several children are going to technical secondary schools, some are working, and even those who are not working can do some odd jobs without having to pay for it at home. They just have it on hand.

It was a bit more spacious, so my sister-in-law generously made new clothes for the family.

At this time in previous years, I just sewed and mended old clothes, took them apart and washed them. If they were short, I would add a length or let go. I rarely made new clothes.

"Mom, are these my new clothes?" Zhao Xiaoping asked in disbelief while holding the clothes. You must know that when she was admitted to a technical secondary school last year, firstly to celebrate, and secondly to prevent her from losing face in front of her classmates, so the family

Made two new clothes for me.

?

Those two sets of clothes not only used up all the fabric money at home, but also scraped a lot from neighbors, and they were just returned this year.

She thought that even if she made new clothes, she wouldn't have her own. After all, her two new clothes were still 70% to 80% new because they were worn with care.

"Whoever owns it if it's not yours, look at who in the family can wear it." Zhang Guifang said angrily, "If you don't want to wear it, bring it to me."

"Hehe, didn't I think of this?" Zhao Xiaoping hugged her new clothes tightly, turned and ran towards her room: "Mom, I'll try to change into them."

"Slow down and be careful where you step." After Zhang Guifang reminded her, she started to mutter again: "You are a grown man now. You need to be quieter. You really don't look like a girl at all."

The family excitedly changed their clothes and stood in front of the only small mirror, looking around. From time to time they combed their hair, straightened their clothes, and turned around.

Zhang Guifang looked at it and said, "Okay, okay, take it off if it fits. Don't get it dirty. Wear it again after the first day of junior high school." She was about to put it away.

"Mom, I'll keep it myself. I promise it won't get dirty." Zhao Feng covered his clothes, ran back into the house, and shouted loudly.

He had just made an appointment with someone, and the relationship was in full swing. He had made an appointment a few days ago to go see a movie tomorrow, and he just happened to wear this outfit.

"Sister-in-law, where are yours?" Zhang Yu looked at it and didn't see his sister-in-law's new clothes.

"I have clothes. Besides, I'm so old, why do I need new clothes?" In fact, the cloth coupons she bought in exchange were not enough, so she was reluctant to make them for herself.

"Mom, let me wear mine." Seeing that Zhang Guifang had no new clothes, the family knew that her sister-in-law must not be willing to make them for herself. Zhao Xiaoping came out of the room holding the new clothes, and then handed the new clothes to Zhang Guifang.

"I have clothes, and how can I wear those flowers of yours!"

"Then wear mine. What new clothes can I, a grown man, make? Just wear some and make one for yourself." Zhao Wenzhuo looked at the new clothes in his hand and felt a little sorry for Zhang Guifang.

At this time, Zhang Yu remained silent and returned to his room silently. He found two new clothes from the space. They were obtained by signing in some time ago. Because they were for women, he did not take them seriously. In the system

It was simply not taken out from the space.

I just happened to be using it now. When I took it out, I saw that it was just right for my sister-in-law to wear.

Wrap it up with a piece of cloth, carry it back to my sister-in-law, and hand over the clothes.

"What is this?" Zhang Guifang opened the package of clothes in confusion.

After opening it, she saw two women's gowns. She was a little happy: "New clothes?"

Then he complained again: "I'm spending money indiscriminately. I have clothes of my own. If you make two more clothes for me, can you still return them? If you can't return them, can you exchange them? I'll give you two exchanges."

"Sister-in-law, I bought it specially for you. If you don't want it, just throw it away." Zhang Yu said, making a gesture of throwing away the clothes.

"You kid," she patted Zhang Yu on the back. Zhang Guifang hurriedly held the clothes in her arms and laughed.

Then he looked at the clothes carefully: "The material of this clothes is really good, and the workmanship is good. I think it can be worn for many years." As he said, he saw the furoshiki next to him, "The fabric used for this furoshiki is also good. It is used for wrapping.

The clothes are wasted, let me make you a pair of trousers to wear."

"No, no, aunt, you can do it for the eldest brother. It's time for the eldest brother to find a partner and have two good clothes." Looking at the blue cloth with some small floral patterns in front of him, Zhang Yu quickly refused.

As for what the eldest brother thinks and whether he wants to wear it or not, he said it doesn't matter. He is a poor Taoist but a fellow Taoist. Anyway, as long as he doesn't wear it himself, anyone can wear it.

Zhao Feng looked at the way Zhang Guifang looked at him and waved his hands in a hurry, "It's enough for me to have one. I can just do it for my little brother."

Seeing the two of them excusing each other, Zhang Guifang glanced at the other people, and then looked at the other people who shook their heads quickly, and then sighed regretfully: "I have no vision."

Zhang Guifang gave up the idea, and the family breathed a sigh of relief. They didn't want to wear flowery pants.

Seeing the new clothes everyone was wearing, Zhang Yu suddenly had the urge to record them.

"Sister-in-law, let's go take a photo."

"Take a photo?" Zhang Guifang was stunned for a moment when she heard Zhang Yu's words, and then reacted and said: "It's time to take a photo. The family photo I took before was stained with water when the house was repaired last time, and became blurry."

We went as we were told, not taking off the new clothes that the family had just prepared to change into, and combing their hair.

Since the photo studio was not very close to him, the family decided to go there by bicycle.

I have a total of two bicycles at home, and I originally wanted to reassemble one, but I have never found a suitable frame. If all new parts are used, it will be more expensive than buying a new bicycle.

In addition, the places where they work are not very far away. The most common one only takes more than 20 minutes to walk, so I gave up the idea.

I plan to wait until I encounter a good frame before assembling one.

The first bicycle was ridden by my uncle, with my sister-in-law in front and my daughter hunched over in the back. He was a winner in life.

The second car was ridden by the eldest brother, and Zhang Yu had no choice but to get to the front. As for the second and third brothers, the second brother and third brother took turns taking the seats in the back, and then the person who didn't sit in the car ran away for a while.

I have to say that the quality of today's 28-bar bicycles is really good. It's just a little difficult to ride with one person sitting in the front and the other, and there are no signs of bending in the tires.

He had also seen someone tie two sticks to the back seat and then pull something weighing five to six hundred kilograms. The car continued to ride without any problems.

However, according to the current love for 28-bar, few people are willing to do this. For example, my uncle, every time he rides his bicycle, he will wipe it clean with a special towel and put it in the house.


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