Chapter 39 Measuring and Measuring (Asking for Monthly Passes, Collecting, Recommending)

"What's going on?"

Si Niu raised her head, her cheeks bulged with sugar in her mouth, and said vaguely: "The eldest mother took away the sugar from the second sister." ”

Lin Baobao frowned.

Zhao didn't expect Lin Baobao to come back so soon, she panicked when she heard the movement, and hurriedly came out of the house and explained: "I, I'm afraid that she will eat too much sugar and have a toothache." ”

"It turned out to be for the sake of the second girl, I thought it was my sister-in-law who wanted to eat candy, and I wanted to tell you that if you wanted to eat, I would take it with me, there was no need to rob the child."

"How, how."

"Since the sister-in-law doesn't want to eat sugar, let's return it to the second girl. Our children can count the number of times they eat candy when they grow up so much, and they don't eat it every day, so they don't lose their teeth so easily. ”

Lin Baobao can completely get two more for Erniu, but this kind of thing has two and three, and she doesn't want to get used to Zhao.

"That's right, sister-in-law, you said you, the child's candy is also robbed, I can't do this." Zhou grabbed a handful of beans and ate them under the porch, and said with a smile.

She had already said this, but Xiaoliu was not there, and what she said was all a fart for the Zhao family.

Zhao pursed his lips, lowered his head, went back to the house and took the candy and returned it to the second girl: "Mother is also afraid that you will have a toothache when you eat too much." ”

The second girl didn't look at her, grabbed the candy, opened the oil paper and stuffed it into her mouth.

She ate a piece just now, and she originally wanted to keep it for Ming'er to eat, but now that she thinks about it, it's so stupid.

Zhao's expression was a little stiff.

Lin Baobao didn't care about her, she still had a lot of things to do, the most important thing in front of her was to make some samples of silk flowers first, Ming'er and the women in the village came, just let them do it.

In fact, the original body has bought a few before, and it is still on the dresser, but most of the silk flowers nowadays are sewn into a flower shape with a few rags, and Lin Baobao wants to try if he can make some new styles.

That's where Chen's help comes in.

She took the bag of rags and went to Chen's house, where Chen was making clothes for Feng's family, and when she heard the words: "Cut into petals? ”

"You don't have to cut it, you can fold it." Lin Baobao probably demonstrated.

It's a pity that she used to spend all her time studying, and she didn't remember it when she occasionally saw similar videos, and she didn't look like it after trying it several times.

Fortunately, Chen has a talent for this aspect, and with just a few words from Lin Baobao, he has made several different patterns, and then adjusted it slightly, it is already a bit of an artificial flower.

Later, the two of them tried to cut the cloth, fold it into the shape of petals, and sew it up one by one, so that they could also use different colors to make a gradient effect.

It's good-looking, it's just a bit time-consuming.

It can be sold at a higher price.

"Let's make these four first." Lin Baobao put away the four silk flowers that had been made.

There is no skill in this kind of thing, others can learn it at once when they buy it and take it apart, and there is no need to make all the styles at once.

After determining the silk flowers, Chen continued to make clothes, and Lin Baobao made a few different colors and moved the cloth to the hall for Zhao and Zhou to help cut together.

Zhao carefully observed Lin Baobao's face, saw that her expression was calm, and plucked up the courage to ask, "Sister, can I make silk flowers?" ”

"Yes, it will be the same money when the time comes." After Lin Baobao finished speaking, he glanced at Zhou, who was grinding foreign workers: "Second sister-in-law, if you want to do it, you can also do it together." ”

As long as she sews the edges tightly, she can do it, and Zhou naturally can.

Zhou sneered: "I won't do it, I still have to help you feed the chickens." ”

How much can you waste feeding a chicken? She can do it herself.

Lin Baobao didn't dismantle her, but said: "I think the second brother will be very happy if he can wear clothes made of cloth you bought, or receive a gift from you." ”

These are inseparable from money.

Zhou: "Then I'll do it." ”

Lin Baobao curled his lips.

In the afternoon, Lin Baobao took his two sisters-in-law to cut out three pieces of cloth.

The strips of cloth are easy to cut, and the time spent sewing up the petals one by one at the back is wasted.

The Chen family also made the clothes of Father Lin and Feng's family, but Gu Shi didn't do it yet, and his old clothes were not the right size and couldn't be made.

Chen was busy doing embroidery, and Lin Baobao took Zhou to make dinner.

stewed a pot of red meat, and a pot of bone broth, and the oil residue left over from the lard was not taken out, so I kept it for the next stir-fry to eat.

Feng Shi took a bowl of rice, picked a few pieces of meat, and went out with the bowl: "I'll go to the big banyan tree to find someone to chat." ”

"Mother, I'll go with you." Zhou also went.

The second girl followed closely behind.

The others, the others couldn't even lift their heads to eat, as if they were fighting.

Glancing at Gu Shi, who was in obvious contrast with the Lin family next to him, Lin Baobao reluctantly picked a piece of fatty meat into his bowl: "Don't just eat without vegetables, no one here will be polite to you." ”

Gu Shi was stunned.

When Gu Dalang was there, Gu Shi was actually a very picky eater, but then he didn't have to pick, basically what he ate, except for fatty meat.

Of course, he can't eat fatty meat in the Gu family, and the good things are all from his second uncle and three cousins.

Seeing that the basin was almost empty, Lin Baobao quickly sandwiched another piece for him: "Don't be stunned, eat quickly." ”

With the Lin family's way of eating, she felt that it was a little difficult to achieve the goal of eating meat at once.

Gu Shi opened his mouth, pinched his nose and ate at Shanglin Baobao's concerned eyes.

I couldn't eat the second piece, so I turned the chopsticks and put the meat into Lin Baobao's bowl: "You eat it too." ”

Lin Baobao smiled and put the meat back: "This is too fat, I don't like to eat it." ”

Gu Shi: ......

In the silent writing at night, it is not surprising that only Lin Baobao and Ermao wrote all correctly, and Feng and Lin Daddy were the last, and only three words were written correctly.

However, there has been a lot of progress, which is a good phenomenon.

However, those who should be punished should still be punished, and those who should be rewarded should not be less.

Lin Baobao gave two cents and three pieces of candy on the spot, and put three pieces in front of him.

Adults are okay, several small eye frames are red, Lin Baobao just didn't see it.

There are no rules, there is no circle, what you say is good, you have to do it, and you will never be soft-hearted.

"I won't learn anything new today, but I'll memorize the previous ten words first." Gu Shidao.

Lin Baobao has no opinion: "Then you can teach me and Ermao alone, you can teach more." ”

Ermao: "I also think three words are too few." ”

All:......

……

"Stand up, hands outstretched." Before going to bed, Lin Baobao took out the thread that Chen gave her to help Gu Shi measure the size.

Gu Shi was stunned: "I have clothes to wear." ”

Lin Baobao glanced at him: "What you are wearing should be broken after washing it a few more times." ”

In order to facilitate work, men with flat heads wear short brown on the upper body and trousers on the bottom, while women mostly wear bandeau with a skirt or back, and then tie the sleeves with a shirt.

In fact, Lin Baobao felt that Gu Shi was more suitable to wear a shirt, just like Xiao Yuanming.

Measuring the size, she carefully folded the thread.

Gu Shi pursed his lips: "Actually, I ......"