So she held the milk powder and asked Qing Huan, "Huanhuan, can you lend me the milk powder first? I promise to return it to you as soon as I get the milk powder."
Shi Qinghuan shook his head after hearing what Li Da Niu said, and then said, "Aunt Li, I won't lend you this milk powder."
"Huanhuan..."
"Aunt Li, please listen to what I have to say first. The reason why I said I won't lend you this milk powder is because I plan to use the milk powder to offset the labor cost."
"What's the crafting fee?"
"Of course it's the cost of making clothes." After Shi Qinghuan finished speaking, he put the cloth in his hand on the table, and then said: "I want you to help me make four sets of pajamas and a nightgown. .”
"Yes, I will definitely help you make the clothes as quickly as possible." Li Da Niu said immediately after hearing Shi Qinghuan's words, fearing that Shi Qinghuan would regret it if she was too slow.
Seeing Li Da Niu's eager look, Shi Qinghuan guessed what Li Da Niu was thinking, but she didn't mind because it was human nature.
So she said to Li Da Niu: "The bag of milk powder I gave you is a deposit. When all the clothes are made, I will give you another bag of milk powder."
"Thank you. I thank you on behalf of my daughter and my grandson."
"No, you deserve this. By the way, my four sets of pajamas are not all for women, but half for men and women."
Li Da Niu nodded after hearing Shi Qinghuan's words, and then she asked Shi Qinghuan: "How big is your piece of cloth?"
"Ten feet."
"It's not enough. If you only have ten feet of cloth, it's only enough to make four sets of pajamas. You can't make skirts."
"It's done, because my pajamas are going to be made into short-sleeved pants and shorts, so the extra fabric is enough to make another nightgown."
After listening to Shi Qinghuan's words, Li Da Niu thought about it in her heart, and then she said: "If I do as you said, I can make you four sets of pajamas and two nightgowns."
"Okay, you watch and do it. When you're done, let me know and I'll come to your house to pick it up."
Li Danniu nodded after hearing Shi Qinghuan's words, and then after Shi Qinghuan left, she quickly rushed towards the eldest daughter's house with the milk powder.
"Huanhuan, where are you coming from?" As soon as Wang Ailan came out of the house, she saw Shi Qinghuan walking towards the family building with sweat on her head, so she asked Shi Qinghuan.
"Back from Aunt Li's house."
"Did you go to Da Niu's house?"
"Yeah, I don't know how to make clothes, so I have to go to Aunt Li."
After Wang Ailan heard Shi Qinghuan's words, she looked at Shi Qinghuan's hands. Logically speaking, Shi Qinghuan's slender hands should be easy to learn needlework, but why did Shi Qinghuan say she didn't know how to needlework? Where is your son? Could it be that no one taught her?
Thinking of the possibility, Wang Ailan looked at Shi Qinghuan with a pitiful look, and then she asked Shi Qinghuan: "Huanhuan, do you want to learn needlework?"
"In no mood."
"Why?"
"Because needles and I are naturally at odds with each other. Whenever I pick up a needle to sew something, my hands are bound to get pricked."
Wang Ailan's mouth twitched involuntarily after hearing Shi Qinghuan's words. It seemed that she had really thought too much just now, but it was good for a girl not to do needlework. It would save her having to help the whole family after she got married. make clothes.
So she didn't plan to continue this topic anymore, but said to Shi Qinghuan: "Go home quickly, look at the sweat on your head, don't give yourself a cold."
"Okay, then I'll go home first." After Shi Qinghuan finished speaking, he walked upstairs.
(End of chapter)
