"Wow!" Song Qingmo was the first to jump up and cheer, and said with a little uneasiness, "Yuan'er, this dress ......"

"Do you have a share of our three rooms?" Song Qingmo asked quietly, according to the past practice, the third room must be without a share.

"Yes! We all have it in our family. Song Qingyuan said, his eyes aimed at Zhou.

Zhou snorted, plucked his eyes, and finally nodded.

Ye lowered her head, and the old lady looked down on her more and more.

When she committed suicide, she had already made amends with the old lady.

The old lady didn't say anything on the surface, didn't hit, didn't scold, didn't rub her.

But she knew that the old lady remembered it in her heart.

"Otherwise, don't make my clothes...... I work at home, and I'm too well dressed to ......," Ye whispered.

"Mother!" Song Qingmo shouted dissatisfiedly, "Everyone in the family does it, why don't you do it." ”

"What?" Zhou glared, "When I abuse you!" ”

"If you dare to love that no one in your family works, you will work, and you will be diligent!" Zhou's face was unhappy and shouted.

"Mother, I didn't mean that......" Ye Shi waved her hand anxiously, she really didn't mean that.

"Who knows what you're thinking, wilted, wilted." Zhou muttered.

"Mother...... I ......" Ye's mouth was stupid, he couldn't speak, and his anxious tears were about to fall.

Song Qingyuan sighed, she, the third aunt, when will she be able to stand up!

"Third aunt, our family all makes new clothes, and there are a lot of them." Song Qingyuan affirmed.

Ye shook his head, and wanted to refuse, Song Qingyuan immediately answered, "Third aunt, our family makes new clothes, so we won't make them for you, how do you let outsiders think about milk, doesn't this affect the reputation of milk?" ”

"I don't think so...... I do not know...... I just want to save some fabric for my family. Ye's voice was low, like a mosquito.

"Then I'll do it, and I'll make new clothes...... Ye added.

"What? I have wronged you in making clothes, I begged you! The Zhou family blew up the temple, "You are a meritorious man, are you giving birth to a child for the family to pass on the ancestry, or ......."

"! Milk! Song Qingyuan tugged on Zhou's arm, "Don't talk about it......"

"What do I say......" Zhou looked at Ye's pale face, crumbling body, and choked back.

If you slash the Ye family fiercely, you will look for death and life, and you really think that you are a precious thing, and you can't scold it.

"Pick your own fabric!" After Zhou finished speaking, he first picked a dark one for himself, and then a dark blue one for Old Man Song.

The rest of the people also chose their favorite colors, and Song Qingyuan took the aqua blue horizontal muslin she had seen in the morning.

Song Qinglian chose a piece of pink floral cloth, Song Qingrong chose emerald green, and Song Qingmo chose a yellow one.

The color chosen by the Sun family was light, the color chosen by the Ye family was dark, and the Li family picked a piece of bright red cloth, which made Song Qingyuan frown.

Her mother's taste is really unusual.

............

Inside the yard.

Li pushed the fabric of the second room in front of Ye and said with a grin, "Third brother and sister, you help me make the clothes!" ”

She doesn't know how to do needlework, and when she had this job in the past, she was always looking for Ye's.

"Okay, second sister-in-law, let it go, I'll do it all with my hands." Ye responded happily.

Song Qingmo listened beside her, wanted to object, and held back again.

Yuan'er is good to them, she has to give Yuan'er face.

Song Qingmo didn't speak, but Song Qingyuan stopped doing it, and grabbed Li, "Mother, the third aunt's injury is just right, so you shouldn't work too hard." ”

"Just make a few clothes and do some work!" Lee disagreed.

"It's okay, it's okay, I'll do it." Ye Shi answered beside him, "And Rong'er to help me." ”

"I can also help my mother do it, don't worry, Yuan'er." Song Qingrong tucked her hair and said softly.

"Then trouble the third aunt, trouble Sister Rong'er." Song Qingyuan smiled and thanked him.

"No trouble, no trouble!" Ye's, Song Qingrong waved her hand again and again.

Song Qingyuan picked out two pieces of azure cloth, "Just ask the third aunt and Rong'er to help San Lang and Shiro make it." ”

"What about the others?" Yip asked.

Song Qingyuan pointed to the upper room and the big room.

"That's okay, if you ......" Ye Shi looked at the big room and then at the upper room, "If you don't agree, you can give it to me." ”

"Hmm!" Song Qingyuan nodded, found another piece of brown cloth, entered the upper room, and begged the Zhou family to help Song Chengyi make clothes.

Zhou also understood the situation in the second room, and scolded Li a few words in his mouth, and then agreed.

Song Qingyuan took his own sky blue cloth and a piece of black cloth to the big house.

"Auntie, Sister Lian'er." Song Qingyuan pushed the door and shouted.

"What are you going to do?" Song Qinglian asked.

Song Qingyuan shook the fabric in his hand and said with a smile, "Sister Lian'er is good at needlework, help me make clothes." ”

"Go to your mother, I won't help you." Song Qinglian refused without thinking about it.

Song Qingyuan said, "How can my mother do needlework." ”

"Our family counts Sister Lian'er's ingenuity, and the clothes she makes must be the best."

"Sister Lian'er will help me, let me also go out to show off, show off." Song Qingyuan said softly.

"Of course the clothes I make look good!" Song Qinglian raised her head proudly, and said with an arrogant face, "Okay, for the sake of your good performance today, I'll help you this time." ”

Song Qinglian stretched out her hand to take the fabric from Song Qingyuan's hand, pointed to another piece and said, "Whose is this?" I don't do it for anyone else. ”

Song Qingyuan turned his head to look at Sun.

Sun smiled gently, "This is for Erlang, right?" I'll do it! ”

Song Qingyuan came in with two pieces of fabric, but she only asked Song Qinglian to help her make clothes, and she understood Song Qingyuan's intentions.

Instead of waiting for Song Qingyuan to speak, it is better for her to take the initiative to take it and sell it well.

Song Qingyuan smiled, the Sun family was really smart.

"Then thank you, auntie." Song Qingyuan said.

"It's all a family, what's polite!" Sun said with a smile, took the fabric from Song Qingyuan's hand casually, and put it together with Song Chengzhong and Da Lang.

.............

At noon, after the school, Song Chengzhong, Da Lang, and San Lang came back for lunch.

As soon as he entered the house, Song Chengzhong saw Sun and Song Qinglian cutting clothes, "What's going on?" Song Chengzhong asked.

Sun told him about making clothes at home.

Song Chengzhong nodded, "It's time to make some clothes at home, you can make me a robe." ”

"Okay!" Sun responded, and said to Da Lang who was standing on the side, "Da Lang, what style do you want?" ”

"Dalang! Boom! Sun shouted twice.

"Huh? Yes! Da Lang came back to his senses, "Mother, what did you say?" ”

"I ask you, what style of clothing do you like......" Sun repeated.

"I—I'm thinking!" Da Lang responded absentmindedly, pointing to the aqua blue horizontal stripe thin sermon placed on the side, "Mother, this is my sister's?" Hasn't my sister always liked pink? ”

"That's Yuan'er!" Sun said.

"Yuan'er's ah......." Da Lang muttered.

"Mother, I'll go out first." After speaking, Da Lang walked out.

Sun shook his head, what does this kid think about a day, he is in a trance.