Seeing his eldest daughter coming to care about him, Su Guangfu, who was frowning slightly, immediately relaxed and waved his hand to comfort her: "It's okay, I just have to push the cart to the town every day, and I have been working again in the past two days, so I may be a little tired. "
Su Qingluan had a look of disapproval: "Dad, I'm not telling you that you have hired a few people to help you, how can you do everything yourself?"
Then he turned to look at Yang: "Mom, you don't want to persuade me."
Yang smiled helplessly: "How can you listen to your father's temper, which is even more stubborn than that of a donkey? That's when the sun comes out in the west!"
When Su Guangfu heard that Su Qingluan asked him to hire people, he quickly shook his head: "What are you doing with all that unjust money?! How can you worry about outsiders doing work?"
"Then let's ask a few reliable folks to help us. Isn't Uncle Li next door a good guy? He's very enthusiastic, and his aunt's steamed cakes are delicious and soft!"
"I think you want to eat steamed cakes, right?" Yang said with a smile, then turned to look at Su Guangfu: "What Da Ya said makes sense. If you ask a few more villagers to help, everyone will not shirk."
Although every house in this small Huaxi Village is noisy, the folk customs are generally simple. If a family has a wedding or wedding, and demolition is underway, they can always call a few people by posting a big-character poster on the notice board at the head of the village, or if they really don't know how to write, bang the gong and shout a few times.
Su Qingluan saw that her father's expression was starting to waver, so she continued to persuade her: "Although our family is not going to build a new house, there are too many places that need to be repaired, and the kitchen needs to be expanded. Just rely on you to do the work. How long will you be busy?"
Su Guangfu thought for a while, finally sighed and agreed.
Seeing that her father finally stopped competing with her, Su Qingluan happily went to use the paper and pen to write a "big-character poster" to impress people, but was pulled back by Yang.
"It's not a hurry today," she pointed to the already darkening sky, "be careful, it's not too late to write tomorrow. But you should come over and try on the new clothes as soon as possible."
With that said, he went to greet Su Xuanhe and Su Xueyan. After eating, the two children went to the corner and looked at the newly sprouted onions and carrots, muttering about when they would be able to collect the vegetables.
Yang asked the two children with dirty hands to wash their hands, and then called the three of them over.
The clothes Su Qingluan wore in her previous life were all sold at street stalls or online, or purchased directly from physical stores. This was the first time for her to wear such "purely handmade" clothes, so for Yang's "handmade" "Still looking forward to it.
However, given that the fabrics Yang bought were just ordinary cotton, and Yang herself was not a famous figure in the world, she did not have high hopes for the style of ready-made clothes. She just decided to No matter how good the clothes my grandma makes are, she will always praise them.
I never expected to wait until I actually saw the finished product, and was pleasantly surprised - the three sets of clothes for their three children were not only designed with their own characteristics, but the effect was much better than Su Qingluan imagined!
The three pieces of cloth Yang chose for her three children were lake green, moon white and goose yellow.
Su Qingluan didn't want to fight with his younger siblings over such a trivial matter, so he simply let them choose first, and in the end he would use whichever piece of cloth he had left.
After all, he had seen all kinds of precious fabrics in modern times - even though he had watched celebrities from all walks of life wear them on TV - Su Qingluan felt that except for the slightly different patterns printed on them, these three pieces of cloth were all pretty much the same.
With this in mind, Su Qingluan followed his younger brother and sister's choice, and later did not ask them what color they chose.
When Su Qingluan got her clothes, the little girl had already changed into new clothes with Yang's help.
The little girl's clothes are made of goose-yellow cloth, with narrow sleeves, a cross collar and a straight train. However, in the collar, cuffs and waistband, apricot-colored fabric is used to increase the range variation of the entire dress.
And Su Qingluan saw with sharp eyes that there were light yellow winter jasmine flowers embroidered with cotton thread on the cuffs and skirt corners of her sister's new clothes.
The goose-yellow tone makes Su Xueyan's fair little face look more lively and cute. The overall bright color is also very suitable for children, and the tight and narrow cuffs prevent the little girl from being too much when moving. Tie.
"Brother and sister, do my new clothes look good?" The little girl was quite pretty. After changing her clothes, she ran out and circled around the room, like a happy goose-yellow butterfly.
Su Xuanhe stared angrily at the goose-yellow clothes on his little sister and muttered: "I want yellow clothes too..."
Su Qingluan almost burst into tears when she heard this. She looked at the elegant moon-white clothes in her little brother's arms, then at the bright goose yellow on her little sister's body, and then at her younger brother's skin color, which was slightly darker than wheat. He asked with difficulty: "Why do you like goose yellow?"
Su Xuanhe said confidently: "That color is so beautiful! The other two colors are too light."
Su Xueyan said hurriedly: "Brother, you can't go back on your word, you lost in the lottery!"
Su Qingluan was speechless: It turned out that these two people fought over this piece of goose-yellow cloth!
He was a little worried about his little brother's aesthetics: His skin color is already dark, and if he chooses a bright, warm color like goose yellow, it will definitely make his entire face a few shades darker!
In contrast, moon white, a color close to light blue, is considered a light color, but because it is a light and cold color, it is still "versatile".
Su Qingluan looked at the lake green clothes in her arms, turned back to her room, and started trying on clothes.
After finally changing into new clothes with the faint light coming from the window paper, Su Qingluan returned to the front room where the oil lamp was lit. Only through the light and the afterglow before the sun completely set outside could she clearly see the clothes on her body. The whole picture.
This dress is a double-breasted, chest-length underskirt with a white half-arm on the outside. Yang also added a white half-arm and a white belt on the outside of the top, making the whole dress look different. It has a somewhat elegant feeling.
Coupled with the moire pattern on the skirt, this dress is even more aura.
At this time, Su Xuanhe also walked in. Su Qingluan looked at his younger brother who had put on new clothes, and his eyes lit up: Sure enough, people want clothes!
Su Xuanhe is now wearing a moon-white round-neck robe with arrow sleeves, and a moon-white turban on his head. With his somewhat stinky appearance, those who don't know may think he is the young master of that family!
Mrs. Yang watched the three children change their clothes and greeted them with a smile: "Come on, come on, let me see if your clothes fit you?"
