She looked at the time and it was past ten o'clock. She still had two hours to find books for reference!
She wants to make children's clothing herself and sell it. This task is actually neither difficult nor easy. She has no sewing skills and doesn't know much about children's clothing.
She now needs to calmly arrange her task planning. First, finalize the design draft. Second, learn how to use a sewing machine. Third, draw the board of the clothes based on the design draft and make it. The fourth part,
Just go to town and sell the clothes.
With the plan in place, Ling Xiaowei suddenly wasn't so anxious.
She started looking for children's clothing magazines from the library, looking at the covers instead of the inside pages. Soon she saw the cover model photos of more than a dozen children's clothing magazines, and then she had a rough design draft of children's clothing in her mind.
Make women’s clothing!
Spring has begun, and it has been cold for the past few days, but after a week, the weather will get warmer, and she wants to wear a thin spring coat.
After coming out of the system space, Ling Xiaowei lit a candle and drew several sets of children's clothing plans in her mind. The lines she drew were still so stiff and without any sense of beauty, but the outline of the clothes was correct.
I have drawn so many design drawings, but my drawing skills have not improved at all.
By the time the drawing was finished, it was already very late. Fortunately, she didn't need to go to school tomorrow. She had one day off every week. Tomorrow was a rest day, so she could sleep in.
Looking at the few candles left, Ling Xiaowei hurriedly blew out the candles, took off her clothes and got into bed while trembling.
Under the quilt, the water in the glass water bottle wrapped in cloth was still warm.
She hugged the thermos bottle and felt warm in her heart. She believed that she would be able to complete the task.
The next day, she slept until three o'clock in the morning. The sun was shining brightly outside the house, and it seemed that there were many people outside. Ling Xiaowei got up and went out to take a look. It turned out that Zhang Cuifen had come to help build the hut.
Zhang Cuifen didn't know much about building a house. She was confused when the other party told her what materials were needed and how much money it would cost. The one who took the lead in speaking was the groom from the village who got married years ago.
"Guoqiang, don't worry! Leave this matter to me, and I will help you build a beautiful house." Huzi stepped forward and patted Ling Guoqiang on the shoulder.
Ling Guoqiang smiled and patted the back of Huzi's hand, "Okay, I'll leave this to you."
Ling Xiaowei looked at the two people and felt that her father and this person named Huzi seemed to have a close relationship.
After everyone left, Ling Guoqiang talked to Zhang Cuifen for a while, probably about how much money it would cost. When his father said it would cost more than 600 yuan, Zhang Cuifen was obviously not satisfied.
"Why do you need so much? Otherwise, let's not build this small house!" Zhang Cuifen was reluctant to spend money. She had always been thinking about saving money. After saving enough money, she could marry her son a wife in the future.
"No! If you don't build a hut, how can you boil water for cooking? You still have to spend the money you should spend!" Ling Guoqiang insisted.
Zhang Cuifen said dissatisfied and sarcastically: "The money that should be spent is spent, who is going to make money! I just know how to spend money every day, but I don't know how to make a dime!"
After being here for such a long time, Zhang Cuifen is no longer as humble and submissive as she was at first. Her arrogance has become increasingly arrogant and she dares to say anything.
Her dissatisfaction with Ling Guoqiang is getting more and more. She had some scruples and reservations before, but in the past few months, she has really spent too much money, including Xiaowei's school tuition, her family's coal money, and buying groceries.
Now I have to build a small house with the money. I have spent more than half of the 1,000 yuan I just received, and there is not even 300 yuan left!
"I haven't paid any money these days. I spend money every day... I spend all my money and I don't have enough money to eat..." Zhang Cuifang shouted dissatisfied. She held a shovel in her hand and knocked on a broken iron basin at the door, making a banging sound.
, she was trying to get the mud off the shovel, but there was no need to bang it so loudly, she was just letting off steam.
I saw that my father's face was not very good-looking. Although he was very unhappy, it was not easy to get angry. He was a useless person and really had no ability to make money. Because he had no ability, he had no say in this family.
"Dad, start your tailor business! Let's make clothes to sell!" Ling Xiaowei walked to the door and said to Ling Guoqiang, who was sitting on a wicker chair.
A glimmer of light flashed across Ling Guoqiang's gloomy face, yes! He can continue making clothes.
"Making clothes for sale? Who else is making clothes now? Everyone has gone to the market to buy clothes to wear. Don't bother you, father and daughter. You have to spend money to buy fabrics to make clothes. We don't have any money for you to waste at home!" Zhang Cuifen
Dissatisfied way.
Ling Xiaowei glanced at Zhang Cuifang, ignored her, and continued to lobby Ling Guoqiang. She whispered: "Dad, I have money. I will go to the town to buy some fabrics. Let's make some clothes first. I will sell them during the weekends. I believe
Dad, the clothes you make will definitely be sold. The clothes sold by others are also made by us. Dad, the clothes you make are no worse than others, so why can’t ours be sold?"
Ling Guoqiang was a little moved. He was a man who had to shoulder the responsibility of the family. He was disabled and had no way to go out to make money. Now making clothes was his only way out.
Zhang Cuifen's sarcastic words made his heart torment. As a man, he no longer had any dignity.
He was really afraid that Zhang Cuifen would one day leave him just like Xiaowei's mother.
"Okay, Xiaowei, dad makes clothes and sells them, so I just need the money to buy the materials for the clothes..." Ling Guoqiang thought about how he really shouldn't have given all the money to Zhang Cuifen. Now he doesn't have a penny in his hands, so he said about the materials.
When he did, he had a troubled look on his face.
Ling Xiaowei said hurriedly: "Dad, didn't you give me a hundred yuan? I didn't spend a penny, I just went to the town to buy fabrics."
"Okay, Xiaowei, you have really grown up. You should be careful when you go to town. Buy less fabric first. Let's make a few pieces first and try to see if we can sell them." Ling Guoqiang still had a lot on his mind.
He looked at Ling Xiaowei's childish and flower-like face, which was mature beyond his years, and felt slightly sour in his heart. It was because of his useless father that the child was tired of life so early.
It is said that children of poor people become rich early, and that is absolutely true!
Ling Guoqiang had a distressed look on his face, complaining in his heart that he was useless for letting his young and young child endure such hardships.
But Ling Xiaowei didn't feel that at all. Instead, she was very happy! She finally took the first step successfully.
This way, I will have the opportunity to learn sewing from my father! I will also have the opportunity to complete my first task.
That day, Ling Xiaowei and her father discussed the plan for five pieces of clothing in the west room, and then made a purchase list. After lunch, Ling Xiaowei took the list and money and went out.
