New clothes! She had never had new clothes during the New Year, but she wanted new clothes during the New Year this year. "Yes, I want to buy a red woolen dress!" The woman in the red coat suddenly appeared in her mind.
That color, those clothes, she never wore clothes like that in her previous life until she died.
In this life, she will wear the most beautiful clothes in the world.
"Tch! You still want to buy new clothes, your family is so poor." Ling Chunxia said with disdain.
"My family is just poor now. Don't look down on my family. From now on I will wear the most beautiful clothes in the world!" Ling Xiaowei said pretending to be childish, and all kinds of beautiful clothes immediately appeared in her mind.
But the styles of those clothes were relatively vague, but at this moment, an idea emerged in Ling Xiaowei's mind.
Yes! She will be a fashion designer in the future!
"Qin Lili, Ling Chunxia, what do you want to do when you grow up?" Ling Xiaowei asked the other two girls excitedly.
Qin Lili frowned, her eyes full of confusion. She had never thought about what she would do in the future, "When I grow up, I might get married! My mother said that after graduating from elementary school, I will go out to work with my sister, etc.
I will come back to get married when I turn eighteen. I will also be a mother in the future."
Getting married when you grow up is the only ideal that rural girls can think of, and it is also the best way out.
"I don't want to get married. I want to be a teacher when I grow up!" Ling Chunxia said, with the pride of my father being a teacher on his face. In the village, teachers are still very respected.
Ling Chunxia was influenced by her parents, but in her previous life she did become a teacher when she grew up. She became a Chinese teacher in a small county town.
"Hey, Ling Xiaowei, what do you want to do when you grow up?" Ling Chunxia pushed Ling Xiaowei and asked, she thought Ling Xiaowei's ideas must not be as good as hers.
"I want to be a fashion designer in the future!" In this era, the word fashion designer is still very unfamiliar, but Ling Xiaowei knows that she has seen it from books, storybooks, and magazine covers.
I talked about fashion designers.
"Clothing design, what is this?" Qin Lili looked confused. She didn't understand and didn't want to understand.
Ling Chunxia rolled her eyes, frowned, and asked, "Are you talking about making clothes, like your father, a tailor?" Ling Chunxia laughed to herself as she said that, "Ling Xiaowei, what are your thoughts?
It's really bad. What kind of clothing design is it? I'm just a tailor!"
"Ling Chunxia, you don't understand anything. The new clothes you want to wear during the Chinese New Year were not made by a tailor." Ling Xiaowei glared at Ling Chunxia.
He even laughed at her ideal. Her ideal is great, okay!
"Hey! By the way, the neighbor behind our house is getting married tomorrow. Come over early in the morning and we will grab wedding candies together! There is also a bride to see." Qin Lili suddenly said, changing the subject of ideals.
When they mentioned the bride, Ling Chunxia and Ling Xiaowei both looked forward to it, "Okay, I'll go there early tomorrow morning." Ling Chunxia said happily.
"I'll go too!" Ling Xiaowei said happily. She also wanted to see the bride, and the most important thing was that she had wedding candies to eat.
The red and white events these days make children like them the happiest.
The wedding event is to get married, you can get wedding candies, you can also get delicious food, and everything on the banquet is really delicious.
Although Pepsi is hosting a funeral, the banquet is also unambiguous.
Every time someone in the village was doing errands, the children were the ones who went the most. If they couldn't get to the table, they would hold bowls and wait for the leftovers to be removed from the table.
Qin Lili gave me great news.
The three little girls who originally didn't say hello when they met, in just half a day, they became good friends and talked about everything. They were still young and simple-minded, so they were able to play together very quickly.
When Ling Chunxia was about to go back, Ling Xiaowei also asked her to bring a newspaper to her tomorrow.
Ling Chunxia readily agreed without asking why.
After the others left, Ling Xiaowei went back to the west room, took a piece of white paper, and drew the shape of the sweater she thought of last night on the white paper. The pencil painted it one stroke at a time, each stroke.
I was very careful and used an eraser to erase the wrong places and draw again.
After the painting was finished, Ling Xiaowei felt awkward no matter how she looked at it. The lines were too stiff, and the clothes she painted looked strange.
I don’t know how others draw it.
She really wants to see the clothing designs in those magazines now.
It's a pity that she doesn't have enough money now. She first thinks of ways to make money, and then practices hand-drawing carefully. If she practices every day, she will definitely gain something.
After drawing a few pictures, I found that there was not enough paper. These papers were issued by the school and were used for drawing. I really wanted to buy a drawing book, but it was all money! It all cost money!
Putting down her pencil, Ling Xiaowei took out the wool from the basket and hooked up some small items to sell! She found the crochet hook she found while packing up today from the drawer.
As soon as she got the crochet hook, a familiar feeling came over her. She could crochet clothes, and also crochet all kinds of cute animals and shoes. In her previous life, she relied on this skill to support herself and her parents-in-law.
