Zhang Cuifen, who was packing her things on the side, looked at the father and daughter with a blank look on her face, thinking, I want to make a quilt! How can I make it with those rags? To make a quilt, you need cotton, and you also have to buy a lining, which is all money!
Why do you have to spend money everywhere, buy medicine, buy cloth, and even buy new year's goods during the Chinese New Year? Two hundred yuan is not enough!
Zhang Cuifen's face is getting darker and darker.
Ling Xiaowei looked at the messy colorful wool and those old sweaters!
What can these things be made into so that they can be sold for money?
Ling Xiaowei thought about it for a while! Then she came up with a good idea to make bags! There are also dolls, which will definitely be bought!
She would hook up one or two special flower bags and wait a few days before taking them to the town to sell them during the market.
With this idea, Ling Xiaowei moved a stool and sat at the door, starting to sort out the threads.
Basking in the sun, arranging the thread, the sun shines warmly on my body. Time seems to have stopped at this moment, and there is a kind of tranquility that has passed through time.
She rolled up the wool balls one after another and put them back into the basket. She also dismantled the sweaters in the basket one by one. She took off the sweaters quickly and finished them in a short while.
"Xiaowei!" Zhang Cuifang, who was knitting a sweater nearby, suddenly shouted to Ling Xiaowei.
Ling Xiaowei was slightly startled, why did you call her?
Seeing Ling Xiaowei's puzzled look, Zhang Cuifang smiled, raised the sweater in her hand and said, "I knitted a sweater for you! Come and try it on to see if it fits you!"
Zhang Cuifang held a beige sweater in her hand. She thought it was for Ming Ming, but it turned out to be for her! Ling Xiaowei's mood immediately became very subtle. Why was she knitting a sweater for her? Was it to show her goodwill?
Zhang Cuifang in her previous life was really annoying. Ling Xiaowei didn't know how to communicate with her. She lowered her head and hummed, "It's so big, you can wear it at a glance, you can wear it!" Ling Xiaowei said awkwardly, but her body was not good at all.
He moved, still sitting on the stool at the door.
Zhang Cuifang picked up the sweater and compared it, and said with a smile: "Okay, I can wear it." After saying that, she got up, took the clothes and went back to the house. When she came out again, she had a basin and rice in her hand.
"Xiaowei, I put the clothes on the bed." Zhang Cuifang ordered.
Oh! Just let it go. Zhang Cuifang must be trying to please her with her clothes. Huh! This kind of sugar-coated bullet is useless to her. Her attitude towards Zhang Cuifang is, I will not offend others unless they offend me. You should be polite to me.
I will give you three points back.
Zhang Cuifang made lunch, and Ling Xiaowei moved the dried stools and wooden boards back into the house. These things were not light, but she was able to do them slowly by herself.
The west room was tidied up. She arranged the stools evenly, put a few wooden boards on them, then spread a bamboo raft on top, put a mat, and a simple bedside.
Already.
All she needed was a mattress and a quilt. If she got a pillow, she would have a small bed to sleep on her own.
The bed is placed against the wall, but the wall is really dirty and dusty in some places. The wall needs to be pasted with something. Newspaper is the best. I happen to have newspapers at home. These newspapers
My uncle got them all from school.
Newspapers were ordered at school, and the uncle would bring them back every day and give them to Ling Guoqiang to read every now and then. Dad lay down all day and had nothing else to do. Reading newspapers was his only way to entertain himself.
Some of the newspapers at home were cut out to make toilet paper, and some were on my father's bedside. My father had read those newspapers over and over countless times.
These days, my uncle hasn't sent any more newspapers. Maybe it's because there are no newspapers due to the holidays, or maybe my aunt doesn't send them.
Ling Xiaowei flipped through the newspapers, and there were only seven or eight in total. This was not enough. She didn't have the guts to go to her uncle's house to ask for them, so it seemed that she had to ask Ling Chunxia for them.
After lunch, Ling Xiaowei continued to copy questions. After a while, Qin Lili came. She came with a schoolbag. When she came, she was still a little afraid to enter the door and looked at Ling Guoqiang with a very scared look.
"Are you Xiaowei's classmate? Come in quickly!" Ling Guoqiang said happily.
No classmate has ever approached Ling Xiaowei before! Ling Guoqiang is very welcoming to Xiaowei's classmate who comes to visit her for the first time.
Qin Lili quietly looked at Ling Guoqiang's legs and felt a chill in her heart. It was really scary! Ling Xiaowei's father was really pitiful. She had heard someone say before that Ling Xiaowei's father was a paralytic. From what she heard from someone else, he looked very...
horrible.
What I saw with my own eyes today is quite scary. Everyone has legs and feet, but he doesn't. The bottom of his trouser legs is empty, just like a ghost.
"Qin Lili, come in!" Ling Xiaowei shouted. Qin Lili looked like she was scared.
What a coward. His father was just in a car accident and not a monster.
Qin Lili hurriedly ran to Ling Xiaowei's side. Ling Xiaowei pointed to the seat next to her, "Sit down!" After Qin Lili sat down, she took out two notebooks and handed them to Qin Lili, and then said the precautions, "
Okay, just write. If you don’t understand anything, just ask me."
"It's so simple. What's there to ask?" Qin Lili took a notebook and pen and started copying.
The room was quiet, except for the sound of writing.
Ling Guoqiang felt very comforted when he saw Ling Xiaowei doing her homework seriously. He didn't know that Ling Xiaowei was copying questions for others. He just felt that his daughter was studying very seriously. If he knew, he didn't know whether he would think so. He thought of Xiaowei again.
Wei will be admitted to college from now on! No, what if Xiaowei is admitted to college and has no money to study?
This was a very important question, and Ling Guoqiang fell into deep thought.
After a long time, Ling Chunxia came. She stretched her neck and looked into the room. When she saw Ling Xiaowei and Qin Lili were there, she hurriedly entered the room, then pointed to Ling Guoqiang who was sitting at the door and said, "Xiaowei, your father is sleeping."
It’s on fire!”
Dad is asleep! It will be cold if he sleeps at the door! Ling Xiaowei went back to the house and took a piece of clothing to cover Ling Guoqiang.
After a while, Zhang Cuifang came out and took Ling Guoqiang back to the house. Ling Xiaowei took a look and sighed in her heart, this family really needs people like Zhang Cuifang.
Ling Chunxia also joined the question copying team, and after copying for a while, she and Qin Lili competed with each other to see who was faster.
The efficiency of doing homework together is very high. In one afternoon, each of the three of them copied two copies, and there are fewer and fewer left.
When the copying came to an end, the three of them chatted. Qin Lili said first: "Have you bought new clothes for the New Year?"
Ling Chunxia counted on her fingers, "One day, two days... ah! There are only eight days until the Chinese New Year. I haven't bought any clothes for the New Year yet. Qin Lili, do you have new clothes this year?"
Qin Lili shook her head and said with an aggrieved look, "My mother said I didn't get a certificate and wouldn't buy me new clothes."
"Ling Xiaowei, do you have new clothes?" Qin Lili turned to ask Ling Xiaowei.
