Zhan Changsheng frowned lightly and looked at the clothes that didn't match up and down, "It's good to change another pair of these pants." So he wondered, "Why don't you buy a pair of pants that fit?" ”

"It's too expensive to buy, and I'm going to do it myself." Ding Haixing said unhurriedly with a smile on her face.

"So, I've found a treasure." Zhan Changsheng looked at her and said affectionately.

Ding Haixing's face was full of black lines when she heard this, what nonsense is this guy talking about in front of his father and mother? Glared at him without a trace.

Ignoring Ding Haixing's threatening eyes, he smiled leisurely at her.

Ding Haixing rolled her eyes and looked at the ceiling, for some reason she still had the feeling of being on a thief ship.

"Xing'er, when did you learn to make clothes again?" Zhang Cuilan said strangely.

Of course, I learned the car clothes in prison, where it is impossible to raise them for nothing, they have to do their own work and have enough food and clothing.

The production there is very messy, most of them are farming, and when Ding Haixing first entered, of course, he was doing farming, this old business, first solve the problem of eating.

Later, the economy improved, Ding Haixing was older, and his physical strength was not as good as when he was young, and he was also old. I started some manual work with little technical content. Most of the manual work is to make sweaters, nail buttons, embroidery, make paper bags, fold envelopes, etc., and the machine work is to step on the sewing machine.

The first manual work Ding Haixing took was to make sweaters, and the hand that took the hoe was as stupid as his feet when he first learned to make sweaters. However, the system inside is particularly strict, and those who can't meet the targets work all night. The target for old prisoners is one sweater per person per day. As a newcomer, Ding Haixing can't believe that there are people in the world who play sweaters so fast, and this sweater is also practice makes perfect, three months later, Ding Haixing's speed has reached one in two days.

"Who wouldn't make clothes like this? If you can't afford it, you don't make it yourself. Ding Haixing said lightly.

"That's right!" Zhang Cuilan looked at Ding Haixing and said, "But can I tell you?" You can't spoil the fabric. ”

"Don't worry! My craft is not bad. Ding Haixing said confidently.

"By the way, there are fifty-five or six cents and four cents left in this money, for you." Ding Haixing handed the rest of the money to Zhan Chang Shengdao.

"Didn't you say you were going to spend it all?" Zhan Changsheng raised his eyebrows and looked at her in surprise.

"The ticket is gone, and I can't buy it even if I want to." Ding Haixing spread out her hand, her glass-like eyes were exposed, and she looked at him slyly.

Zhan Changsheng shook his head amusedly, "You take it!" He took out the marriage application form from his pocket and said, "Come and sign your name, and I'll hand it in in the afternoon." Handed it directly to Ding Haixing.

Ding Haixing took the application form, which had already been filled out, and immediately squinted at him and said, "You have to think about it carefully, and you can't regret it when the time comes." ”

"How do you speak, kid?" Ding Fengshou looked at Zhan Chang Shengdao worriedly.

"No regrets!" Unexpectedly, Zhan Changsheng's expression did not change in the slightest, and he said affirmatively. turned his head to look at Ding Haixing, and did not have the slightest sense of blame.

Zhan Changsheng took out a fountain pen from his pocket, unscrewed the cap of the pen and handed it to Ding Haixing, "Write your name here." ”

Ding Haixing put the application form on the coffee table, bent down and wrote his name under his name in a regular manner.

"Here you go!" Ding Haixing returned the application form to him along with the pen.

"Yikes! Your words are like printed words in a newspaper. Zhan Changsheng smiled, "It's better than what I wrote." ”

"Xing'er didn't go to school seriously, but there are some books at home, and she copies them on the ground according to the book, so this font is relatively neat." Zhang Cuilan said humbly.

Ding Haixing writes in block letters, the shape is square, the strokes are straight, the brushwork is ancient and clumsy, and the style is simple and strict, the strokes are smooth and neat, the body is cheerful and healthy, but there is a soft outside and rigid inside, heavy and serene rhyme. It is said that seeing words is like seeing people, and at first glance it is a decent person with an inner show.

"It's almost time, let's go eat." Zhan Changsheng raised his wrist and looked at his watch.

"That's all this stuff." Zhang Cuilan looked at the wool and fabrics still on the coffee table.

"When you come back from dinner, it's not too late to clean up." Ding Fengshou urged, "How can you let Chang Sheng wait!" People are busy with work, and we have time. ”

"Yes, yes, let's go!" Zhang Cuilan immediately straightened up and said.

Ding Haixing changed out of her cashmere coat and said in a loud voice, "You look good in it." ”

Ding Haixing changed into a military coat and said, "Don't get dirty." ”

Zhan Changsheng led the way, "Then let's go!" ”

Zhan Changsheng took the three members of the Ding family to the canteen of the guest house and ordered noodles with mixed grains to fight hunger.

One person, one big bowl, the noodles are strong, directly poured with cabbage and stewed tofu, and the four of them are swishing...... Eat fragrantly.

The snoring ones were finished, and Zhan Changsheng sent them back.

"You can rest and meet my father in the evening." Zhan Changsheng looked at them and said.

When Ding Fengshou heard that he wanted to meet his in-laws, he panicked for a while, and then hurriedly replied, "Uh......!" ”

"Then I'm leaving." Zhan Changsheng looked at Ding Haixing and said.

Ding Haixing glanced at him, just go! What are you looking at me for? Be all abroad. Out of the corner of the eye, the aftermath glimpses sweets and pastries on the coffee table.

"Wait a minute!" Ding Haixing said.

Zhan Changsheng's heart tightened when he heard this, and he looked at Ding Haixing expectantly, only to see her running to the coffee table and handing him the candy and pastries, "Bring these to Hongying." ”

"Yes, yes! We borrowed flowers to offer Buddha. Zhang Cuilan echoed.

"Keep it for yourselves! I bought it for you. Zhan Changsheng pushed and declined.

"We don't have a sweet tooth, that's what we bought for Red Tassels." Ding Haixing turned around and pointed to the coffee table, "You see we keep brown sugar!" ”

"She can't eat all the red tassels for a child, so let's keep half of them!" Zhan Changsheng walked to the coffee table as he spoke, opened the brown paper bag, grabbed a handful of candy and put it in the peach crisp, and grabbed some peach crisp and put it in the candy.

"That's it!" Zhan Changsheng re-wrapped, "I'm leaving!" ”

"Walk slowly, don't send it!" Ding Haixing smiled at him and waved his hand.

"You kid don't say that sending is always winning." Zhang Cuilan pushed Ding Haixing indifferently.

"What to send? It's not that he doesn't know the way. Ding Haixing muttered quietly.

"You kid, why are you ignorant?" Ding Fengshou looked at her with a tiger face and said.

"No, no." Zhan Changsheng said no, but his eyes were very expectant, looking at Ding Haixing, who was not moving, and turned to leave.

"You girl!" Ding Fengshou was so angry that he couldn't wait to raise his hand and beat her.