In a blink of an eye, it was the day of the thirteenth day of the lunar calendar. The mother-in-law grabbed Grandma Zhang and rushed to the suburbs. Because I hadn't been in the car much, sitting on the bus, my mother-in-law was a little motion sick, but when I got off the bus and walked to the market, my mother-in-law was immediately refreshed.

Looking at it, it is really a big bazaar, crowded with people everywhere, and the villagers from all over the country have gathered here, so that the mother-in-law feels cordial when she looks at it, as if she has returned to her hometown. In my hometown, there is a big market every month, which is the happiest day for my mother-in-law, calling three or five daughters-in-law who are familiar with each other, and bringing self-produced things to the market to sell. When you get up early, you can also drink a bowl of tofu brain at the market. If it is opened, the things are selling well, so it is natural to pull the cloth to buy snacks. If you don't sell anything, you don't care, you have pocket money from your son and girl, and you can buy whatever you like. Those daughters-in-law and mothers-in-law who pointed to selling some mountain goods to buy things, looked at their mother-in-law with envy in their eyes. Oh, what a beautiful time it was!

Grandma Zhang pulled her mother-in-law for fear that she would get lost, her mother-in-law was illiterate and had a foreign accent, if she was separated, she might not be able to go back. The mother-in-law is not timid at all, and she is familiar with it.

The two of them walked along the flow of people, stopping from time to time to ask for a price in front of the stall they were interested in. After a while, I finally squeezed in front of the cloth stall. It's similar to a free market, but it's much smaller, less varied, and stuffed with outdated goods. But the mother-in-law was like a fish in water, and soon found the cloth she needed: a bright red, a dark green, and bright yellow flowers on it. The mother-in-law pulled some of the same, and then went to the sewing stall to buy two large axes of red thread.

Grandma Zhang asked, "Why don't you buy white thread, how good the white thread is with clothes." ”

The mother-in-law smiled and shook her head: "Make it for children, how happy it is to be red!" ”

The two took the things they bought and turned around for a long time, until Grandma Zhang said that she was afraid that she would not be able to catch the car back to the city no matter how late it was, and her mother-in-law reluctantly followed Grandma Zhang to the station. I don't know if I'm used to riding in the car, or if I bought the right fabric and liked it, but my mother-in-law didn't get motion sickness when she came back. Along the way, she looked at the material in her hand with a smile, as if she had seen her little grandson put on the small cotton jacket and cotton pants she sewed, and smiled happily at her.

When she returned home, her mother-in-law didn't even bother to wash her hands and face, so she plunged into her house, cut and held the ruler, and began to cut the fabric. The red ones are made of tops, and the green ones are made of pants. It was cut in a few moments. The mother-in-law put the thick cotton on it again, and threaded it with a needle and thread.

After all, my mother-in-law is 60 years old, and although her body is still very strong after years of work, her eyesight has gradually deteriorated, and she can't see the needle and thread clearly when sewing clothes. When she looked up, she saw her father-in-law reading the newspaper with glasses. The mother-in-law simply touched the old man's glasses and put them on herself, not to mention, it was much clearer. The mother-in-law happily continued to do needlework with glasses, but the father-in-law had to put down the newspaper and listen to the radio. Mu Nan saw it and said: "This glasses also have a degree, it is not appropriate for you to wear my father's, wait for me to give you one too." ”

The mother-in-law said while flying the needle and the line: "What degree is not the degree, I use this very well." Besides, I don't use it often, what do you do with that unjust money. ”

Xinxin leaned over and said, "It's okay, it doesn't cost money, I bought a lot of sunglasses in the optical store last time, and it's no problem to buy glasses for a few hundred yuan." ”

The mother-in-law was surprised and asked, "Can you give a few hundred yuan for nothing?" I'm afraid it's not a lie. ”

Mu Nan smiled: "Her sunglasses are more than 2,000, and people won't pay for sending a few hundred glasses." ”

When the mother-in-law heard this, she was very displeased, so she snorted and lowered her head to make clothes. Xinxin pinched Mu Nan hard, thinking that he was too talkative. Mu Nan didn't know what was going on.

The mother-in-law is a quick temper, and she can't wait to make this winter coat in a while and put it on for her little grandchildren. So she was stuffy in the house doing needlework for a few days, and even Aunt Li and Grandma Zhang refused to invite her out for a walk. Although Xinxin has always had conflicts with her mother-in-law, she was also very moved when she saw her mother-in-law working so hard day and night to make cotton clothes for her children, and she also saw that the old man sincerely loved her children. Mu Nan was even more happy, facing Xinxin, she couldn't help but boast about the benefits of handmade cotton clothes and cotton pants, and compared her mother-in-law's craftsmanship to almost like a weaver girl. But seeing her mother's gray hair and sitting on the bed sewing clothes and pants, she couldn't help but feel a little distressed, so she couldn't help but persuade her mother-in-law not to be too tired.

Only my father-in-law ignored it this time, taking it for granted. In the early years, there was even a handloom at home, and in order to save money, the mother-in-law spun the thread herself and then woven it into cloth, and then sent it to the dyeing workshop to dye it, and then you can make clothes. Mu Nan told Xinxin that the clothes she wore at that time were all leftovers worn by her brothers and sisters, but they were still very strong and there were not many broken places. Because all the cloth is woven little by little by the mother-in-law herself, she does not cut corners or cut materials, and there is not even a stretching procedure, so this kind of home-woven cloth is much thicker than the one sold outside.

Mu Nan's narration nodded happily after listening to it. Shin Shin's clothes when she was a child were all made by her grandmother. At that time, the small skirts that Xinxin wore in kindergarten were sewn by her grandmother from the leftover cloth from the clothes made by adults, but they looked so beautiful and foreign that many children's mothers came to ask Xinxin's mother where she bought them. It's a pity that Shin Shin's mother didn't pass on this craft. So when she saw her mother-in-law making clothes, Xinxin was still very eager to try and wanted to learn from it. Mu Nan listened, but immediately splashed down with a scoop of cold water: "You still learn to make clothes, save it." You take care of the child, just don't complain about being tired. After a while, you should go to work, how can you do this? Besides, with your mother-in-law, tell her what you want, just let her do it. Xinxin thought about it too, so she gave up this idea.

Soon, the first small padded jacket and small cotton pants made by my mother-in-law were freshly baked. The old lady shook the new clothes and pants to show everyone. Father-in-law and Mu Nan naturally said yes in unison. Although Xinxin said that it was good, she beat a drum in her heart: this dress is too thick, it is not an exaggeration to say that it can stand up without a shelf. That's how much cotton is stuffed. She asked her mother-in-law tentatively: "The clothes are very good, but they seem to be a little thick, will the child wear them?" ”

The mother-in-law patted her clothes lovingly and said, "It's not thick, it's not thick, the children in the family wear this." ”

My father-in-law also said, "It's okay, it's open crotch pants, and it can get into the wind." No matter how thick it is, it won't be hot. Brother Mu Nan's children are wearing this. ”

As soon as Xinxin heard it, she knew the bottom of her heart, the house where the children lived in the house was generally cold inside and outside, so she naturally had to dress thicker, but her own home was heated, and it was still two. So, she said to her mother-in-law: "Mom, you see that you all wear thick cotton jackets and thick cotton pants when you are at home, but now you only wear a thin sweater and thin wool pants here, which shows that it is much warmer here than at home, so you don't need such thick clothes." ”

The mother-in-law insisted: "No, no, no, I have long seen that you are dressing the child too thinly, you don't know, the child is small, too tender, different from us, can't be frozen." ”

Xinxin said: "Sister-in-law Yue said that as long as the child's hands are gentle to the touch, they are not cold, and they don't need to be covered too thickly, and they are easy to get sick." ”

The mother-in-law was not happy when she heard this, and immediately said: "Sister-in-law Yue, sister-in-law Yue, sister-in-law understands a fart!" ”

As soon as she heard this familiar sentence, Shin Shin knew that everything had entered a dead alley again. She glared at Mu Nan unhappily and went back to the house by herself.