October 18 is the 25th day of the 11th month of the solar calendar, and the wedding date is not a few days away.

Others still work, mainly to transport the dung from the cowshed to the ground and sprinkle it evenly, and the wind and snow are at home to sort out the things sent by the second uncle Feng, and the dried vegetables continue to dry, and then go to the cellar of the cellar, and then wash the military uniform and iron it very flat, and then hurriedly make winter clothes for the children.

She and Lu's father are adults, and their body sizes have not changed much, so they don't need to make new clothes, but children can't.

The Lu Tianjun brothers and Feng Qingyun's size jumped sharply, last year's clothes were all small, and they couldn't wear shoes.

Guan Cheng and Guan Yu only came to their house this year, they don't have winter clothes at all, the autumn harvest is too busy, the wind and snow are not time, and the two brothers are wearing the clothes of the Lu Tianjun brothers last year, because they are a little shorter.

Feng Qingxue didn't treat Guancheng and Guanyu as outsiders, and he didn't plan to make new clothes for his family every year, so he directly said to their brothers: "Tianjun and Tianzhi clothes and shoes were made last year, and you are wearing them just right, so I won't make new ones for you first." ”

"Auntie, that's fine."

Guan Yu is young, but Guan Cheng is not a person who doesn't know what to do, although it is an old clothes, but there is no patch inside and out, autumn clothes and pants and sweaters and pants are washed clean in front of the body, cotton clothes and cotton pants are also dismantled by the wind and snow, wash the inside face, the cotton inside is also dried for two days, and then sewn, and the new one is no different.

The wind and snow did not make new clothes for my sister, the sweater and wool pants were dismantled and then re-woven with some wool, and the autumn clothes and pants and the outer pants were directly sewn with the same fabric on the cuffs of the trouser legs, and the inside of the cotton clothes and pants was also like this.

Only Lu Tianjun and Lu Tianzhi really put on new clothes, autumn clothes and autumn pants, sweaters and sweaters, cotton clothes and cotton pants.

Last year's one was given to Guancheng and Guanyu, and they didn't have to wear it, so they had to make new ones.

However, not all the clothes of the two brothers have been changed to new ones, the coats and pants are the same as those of the wind and clouds, they are all spliced with trouser legs and cuffs to continue to be worn, and some of Lu Jiang's old military uniforms have been changed to smaller.

Feng Qingxue also changed Guancheng's clothes with Lu Jiang's old military uniform.

Shoes, each of them got two new pairs, one pair of single shoes and one pair of cotton shoes.

It's not made of wind and snow, but the handmade cloth shoes she took out of the space, which are more in line with the current characteristics.

Although it has been almost half a month since the beginning of winter, it is not cold enough to wear cotton clothes, but on the way to the Caohu Brigade with my sister in the wind and snow, I found that many people were wearing cotton clothes and cotton pants, covering the single clothes and pants worn in spring, summer and autumn.

The wind and snow pushed the bicycle, and the bamboo basket hung on one side of the back seat, while the wind and light cloud sat on the back seat sideways, and the legs rested on the basket cover.

"Sister, it hurts my butt." Feng Qingyun wrinkled his nose, the bicycle is not so easy to sit on, I used to want to ride a bicycle, but now I want to sit on it but want to go down and walk.

"You just sit, you walk, how slow is that? When can I get to Grass Lake? ”

Feng Qingyun flattened his mouth.

As soon as he entered the Grass Lake Brigade, Feng Qingyun jumped down from the back seat and rubbed his buttocks vigorously.

Ma Haiyan, who came to greet their sisters, smiled when she saw this, "Yo, Xiaoyun, come back on a bicycle, what are you doing?" ”

"My ass hurts!" Feng Qingyun glanced at the back seat of the bicycle, "Sister, you should make a mat to tie on it, so that my butt doesn't hurt." My brother-in-law used to pick you up, and I remember that was it. ”

Feng Qingxue's response was to pat her on the head.