"No wonder you are so enthusiastic. It turns out those two new guys are Zhao Xiaobao's parents. I'll keep an eye on it."
"Uncle Niu, you agreed."
"Yeah, but you have to help quietly, and you need to get me some cotton first. I really can't wear these pants."
Li Huan nodded repeatedly, "Well, cotton. There are a lot of cotton embryos in the wife's magic weapon. Just take one out and pull out the cotton inside. Don't make it too convenient."
Lao Niutou watched Li Huan leave and began to think about how to help the couple in the backyard. In fact, there was another couple here. They were capitalists. You must know that capitalists have bad hearts.
That night, Uncle Niu took the cotton sent by Li Huan and knocked on the door of the backyard. It was Zhu Qingde who opened the door. Seeing Uncle Niu, he quickly smiled:
"Brother Niu, why are you here? Do you have anything to do?"
"Well, which one of you can make clothes?"
Uncle Niu asked bravely, he didn't expect Zhu Qingde's wife to be able to make clothes. Zhu Qingde shook his head in disappointment, his wife could only buy clothes, not make them.
"Your wife doesn't know how to make clothes?"
Uncle Niu asked loudly, Zhu Qingde shook his head again, Xiao Aiqin walked out quickly, looked at Uncle Niu with a smile and said: "Brother Niu, I know a little bit about what you want to do."
Uncle Niu laughed. It seemed that God was still helping the couple. He handed over the cloth and a bag of cotton in his hand:
"No, make me a pair of trousers, just like the ones I'm wearing."
Xiao Aiqin took a look at Uncle Niu's trousers, which were just a pair of straight cotton trousers. It was too easy. He quickly took the cloth and cotton and said he would get them out as soon as possible.
"I won't let you do this for nothing. How about giving you five kilograms of sorghum noodles and three bundles of firewood for a pair of pants."
"Thank you so much, Brother Niu, so I shamelessly accepted it."
Xiao Aiqin didn't expect such a good thing to happen. She happily took the cloth and walked into the house. But when she got inside, she realized that she didn't have any needle, thread, scissors, or even a ruler.
After thinking for a while, she knocked on the door next door. Yuan Mengzhi had already heard their conversation, and she was already jealous. Why not just make a pair of trousers, but she was given five kilograms of sorghum noodles and three bundles of firewood.
"Who?"
Hearing the knock on the door, Yuan Mengzhi opened the door impatiently. When he saw it was Xiao Aiqin, he couldn't help but curled his lips and waited for the other party to speak without saying a word.
Xiao Aiqin is also someone who can read faces. Knowing that Comrade Yuan must have heard the conversation with Brother Niu just now, he must be feeling unbalanced, hey~
"Comrade Yuan, I want to ask you if you have any scissors, ruler and needle and thread here. I will exchange them with you for a pound of sorghum noodles. No, I will borrow them from you."
Yuan Mengzhi's brows moved. She did have these things, but the pound of sorghum noodles seemed to be missing. How about adding another bundle of firewood.
Xiao Aiqin's face looked a little ugly, but it was difficult for a clever woman to make a meal without rice, so she could only nod in agreement, and then took the thing from Yuan Mengzhi's hand.
"You have to be careful when using it. If it breaks, you will have to pay for it."
Yuan Mengzhi put a small bamboo basket in Xiao Aiqin's hand and gave an uneasy warning. Xiao Aiqin looked at the bamboo basket in his hand, nodded and returned to the house.
By the time Zhao Guoliang came back with a large bundle of firewood on his back, Xiao Aiqin had already started sewing trousers, but the sky was already getting dark, so he could only pack up and prepare for dinner.
"Old Zhao, I took a job today and helped Brother Niu in front of me make a pair of cotton trousers. I was given five kilograms of sorghum noodles and three bundles of firewood."
Zhao Guoliang raised his eyebrows, already wondering whether it was Qian Longkun who helped. Otherwise, if there were so many old ladies in the village, who couldn't make clothes and pants, it would be their turn.
"But I don't have scissors or needlework, so I borrowed it from my neighbor and promised to give him a pound of sorghum noodles and a bundle of firewood."
Zhao Guoliang couldn't help laughing when he saw his wife looking a little aggrieved. He patted Xiao Aiqin's shoulder and whispered:
"As long as I want to ask you for something, I'm afraid I might do something bad in secret. You have to be careful. If your eyes are not your eyes or your nose is not your nose, you have to be careful."
Xiao Aiqin glanced at Yuan Mengzhi's room door and nodded. They all said that they were both fallen people in the world, so why couldn't we cherish each other's feelings?
When Qian Longkun got the meat, he knew that Li Huan had asked Zhao Xiaobao's mother to help Uncle Niu make pants. He was very happy, but Zhao Xiaobao looked at Qian Longkun with a troubled face.
Qian Longkun didn't know why, so Zhao Xiaobao reminded him in a low voice: "You don't need needlework or scissors to make clothes. His parents definitely don't have them here."
Qian Longkun quickly returned to the dormitory and took out a pair of scissors and a small ball of thread from the cabinet. However, the scissors were small scissors used to cut fingernails, and the thread diagram could only fill a hole.
"I have it at home. I'll send it to you tomorrow."
Li Huan rolled his eyes. What a big deal, all he needs is a pair of scissors and some needlework. Is there any need to look so gloomy?
"Brother Huan, this meat..."
When Qian Longkun saw that Li Huan was about to leave, he hurriedly ran two steps and handed the meat over. It turned out that the meat was not for them to eat, but for Zhao Xiaobao's parents.
"No, you've only been eating meat for two days. Do you still want to let them get better?"
Li Huan flatly refused, "Your parents are not the only family there, there is also a couple from the capital. It is said that the man is a traditional Chinese medicine doctor and the woman is a capitalist girl."
Seeing Li Huan's unswerving expression, Qian Longkun nodded knowingly. Anyway, the weather is cold now, so the cooked meat can be stored for a few days, and he can secretly go there one night.
In two days, Yuan Mengzhi made the cotton trousers. Uncle Niu put on the new cotton trousers and felt comfortable all over. Looking at the stitching of the cotton trousers, they were really delicate.
"Brother Niu, these cotton and fabrics are extra. I'll give them back to you."
"There are more. So, do you know how to make shoes? If so, help me make a pair of cotton shoes. I'll give you the rest of the materials."
Xiao Aiqin looked at the fabrics and cotton in her hands. These can make three pairs of shoes. How about making two pairs for Brother Niu and one pair for Lao Zhao.
"Brother Niu, I can make shoes, but I don't have the tools."
"Oh, I forgot about this. Wait a minute. I remember that my wife left these things. It's useless for me as an old man to ask for them. I'll give them all to you."
Uncle Niu found a basket from the house. Not only did it contain needlework, scissors and rulers, it also contained several pairs of shoe soles. The size was obviously Uncle Niu's.
"Great, it's so convenient to have this. Brother Niu, I'm just borrowing it. When I have the opportunity in the future... I will return it to you in the future."
Uncle Niu shook his hand and said, "Why don't you give it to him? Why don't you just put it in the cupboard to collect dust? Now that you have put on your new pants, let's go show it to the little ruffian and make him happy too."
