Now the Ling family is quite famous in the village, and everyone knows Ling Xiaowei.
But Ling Xiaowei is not very familiar with Mrs. Zhang, and the two families are not from the same farm. Although they belong to Guangming Village, this village is relatively large and divided into many groups. Ling Xiaowei's family is in three groups, and this Mrs. Zhang
There are five groups at home, and there are two groups in between.
Although I'm not familiar with her, I've heard of this old lady Zhang's reputation quite often. She's a very mean and bad old lady.
During the Chinese New Year, when I got my new wife, she seemed quite kind, and she really fulfilled the saying that people should not be judged by their appearance.
Looking at Yao Hong again, she is really pitiful. During the Chinese New Year, she was so handsome, but now she has a big belly, but her limbs are thin and haggard.
"Let others stay out of our family's affairs." Yao Hong's sister-in-law came over and said in a very unkind tone. This sister-in-law is eighteen or nineteen years old, has a mean appearance, and she is not a good person at first glance.
"Grandma Zhang, the money you have in your hand is money that Aunt Yao Hong earned herself. She took outsourcing money from my house, not stolen it." Ling Xiaowei knew that she couldn't help Yao Hong get her money back, but she could prove her innocence.
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Yao Hong glanced at Ling Xiaowei gratefully.
"Aunt Zhang, don't act like a child. She didn't do this to reduce the burden on the family. She worked so hard to make money all for your grandson!" Zhang Cuifen stepped forward and took the old woman Zhang's arm and said sincerely.
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Old Mrs. Zhang snorted, the stern look on her face softened a little, and she smiled at Zhang Cuifen, "That's right! But it's not right for her to keep money secretly like this. We haven't separated our families yet. All the money my son earns is given to me."
As a daughter-in-law, she should give me the money she earns."
After hearing this, Ling Xiaowei felt like vomiting. She was an old woman. It was so disgusting.
She really wanted to persuade Yao Hong to divorce her son, but when she saw her belly, forget it, a weak woman from the countryside would have no way of living after a divorce. Her family had sold her, and she probably wouldn't be able to get her back.
This society is really unfair to women.
"Sister Yao Hong, I read in a book that a woman must be in a good mood when she is pregnant. She must not be angry, sad, or cry all the time. Otherwise, it will be very harmful to the child, because a bad mood will cause genetic mutations, and maybe even
Will the boy turn into a girl?" Ling Xiaowei said nonsense loudly.
When the old lady Zhang next to her heard that the girl had turned into a boy, her face suddenly turned ugly and she was a little panicked.
Yao Hong was also nervous, "Is this... real?" Her mother-in-law was very patriarchal.
"It's true. You need to pay special attention to your mood in the later stages of pregnancy. You have to keep your mood happy, and you have to eat well and sleep well, so that the fetus can be stable and not change." Ling Xiaowei continued to talk nonsense seriously.
The people in the village are very superstitious, and most of them have never read books, so they have great trust in what people who have read books say.
At this time, Mrs. Zhang particularly believed in what Ling Xiaowei said, and she felt panicked. She had bullied Yao Hong a lot since she was pregnant.
What if my eldest grandson mutates and becomes a granddaughter, wouldn’t she be a sinner!
"Hong! Since you earned this money yourself, you should keep it yourself. Tell your mother what you want to eat. Stop crying. It was all your mother's fault just now. She will kill a chicken to make up for it later."
Yao Hong was shocked! Holding a hundred yuan blankly, she suddenly understood in her heart that Xiaowei was helping her.
The sister-in-law of the Zhang family muttered: "What about genetic mutations? That's nonsense. Mom, don't believe her."
"We must believe in science. What the books say will not lie." Mrs. Zhang believed it extremely and glared at her daughter.
Seeing Yao Hong being helped into the house by Mrs. Zhang, Ling Xiaowei sighed that she could only help so much, and the rest was up to her.
After returning home, my father had already prepared breakfast. On the small table at the door of the house, there were fried pickles, salted duck eggs, and porridge. They were all ready and the temperature was just right for drinking.
"Hey, I'll have something to eat this time." Zhang Cuifen said happily.
"Dad burned it," Ming Ming said.
"I haven't cooked it for many years, and my level is not bad." Ling Guoqiang praised himself, and then raised his bowl to drink porridge, "Well, it's not bad, but it's still not as delicious as your cooking. I'll cook it tomorrow!"
Dad can joke now and talk more.
"I think it tastes good. It's better than what I cooked. You should cook it tomorrow!" Zhang Cuifen took a sip of the porridge and said with a smile.
The family finished their breakfast happily. As soon as the breakfast was over, people came to help one after another. Aunt Zhang Xiu was also going to come, but she can't come these days. She has a baby to take care of at home.
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Today is the last day. Xiao Yu also came over to work on the pants. At around three o'clock in the afternoon, all the processes were completed. Thirty-five pairs of pants were all completed. Looking at the brand-new jeans, everyone
They were all very excited and happy.
"These pants are so good-looking, I want to buy one." Osmanthus said happily. "Unfortunately, I am too fat. I can't wear these pants."
The pants this time are made in a medium size and can be worn by people weighing about 110 kilograms. This is the data Ling Xiaowei obtained through observation after running a stall for more than half a year.
Most of the people who come to her stall to buy clothes are young people. In the early days, she sold girls' clothes, but many of the people who came to see the clothes were young people.
This time she finally made young women's clothing.
After wages were paid, everyone went back.
Xiao Yu stayed to help pack and organize the trousers. Looking at these beautiful jeans, Xiao Yu said: "Xiaowei, your brand already exists, but the packaging is not good, so we need to get some good-looking packaging bags."
Yes, packaging is also very important.
"By the way, you'd better register your clothing brand. Hey, forget it, let me register it for you!" Xiao Yu said.
"Okay! Thank you, Sister Xiao Yu." Ling Xiaowei smiled and said, she really didn't know much about these things.
Xiao Yu knows a lot, and Ling Xiaowei also trusts her very much.
"Sister Xiao Yu, this dress is for you. Wear it with pants tomorrow. I will trouble you tomorrow." Ling Xiaowei handed a white short top to Xiao Yu.
"Wow! This dress is so beautiful, I like it so much." Xiao Yu shouted excitedly.
This dress is good-looking, but it is also exaggerated. It is made of white chiffon, lace and mesh. It is very dreamy and exaggerated, but it must be quite eye-catching when worn on the body. It is an excellent choice for concave shapes.
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Xiao Yu looked at the clothes over and over several times and liked them very much.
"Xiao Wei, I want to order twenty pieces of this dress." Xiao Yu said firmly.
These days, she has ordered hundreds of clothes from Ling Xiaowei!
Whenever she sees a good-looking design or a good-looking piece of clothing, she has to order it. She ordered twenty pieces of each of the three pieces of clothing she had made herself.
