Dressed Like a Pretty Daughter-in-law From the 1970s Chapter 8

Chapter 8 Learned two things

An Zhixia pursed her lips and smiled and just shook her head. Without waiting for a reply, Chen Sike pushed in the door and snorted: "She doesn't like your precious fried noodles. She eats rice and fried pork slices for lunch. You are so generous. I wonder if she is willing to let you taste it?"

Fei Zheng lowered her face and ate the paste without making a sound.

An Zhixia glanced at Chen Sike and sneered: "Ugly."

"What did you say? Ugly? Look, is there anyone uglier than you in our house? Your face is as red as a monkey's butt, why are you embarrassed to criticize others?" Chen Sike jumped up and down, holding out his hands. He said angrily. She actually looks very ordinary. She is not tall, and her facial features are not outstanding. She still has a physique that makes her gain weight even if she drinks water. Except for her white skin, she does not meet the standards of a beautiful woman in any way. She can only get a cute compliment. .

 This is what she cares about most. If someone finds out, can she not explode?

"Am I ugly?" An Zhixia tutted: "It seems that you have a problem with your aesthetics. Except for frostbite, which of my facial features is not to your liking? Well, am I shorter or fatter than you?"

"You, you," Chen Sike's eyes turned red with anger, "you attacked me personally! You are a bad comrade. You undermined the unity of the masses as soon as you arrived here. We don't welcome you. Just go back to where you came from!"

An Zhixia whined fiercely at the finger that was about to reach her eyes, which frightened the other person and quickly retracted her hand. She kept moving her hands and said slowly: "Haven't you heard a sentence? People must humiliate themselves and then humiliate others. . I said it was ugly at first, because it was your attitude and expression that provoked others, not your own poor conditions.

　　Don't think that you are superior and that everyone else is inferior. We have nothing to eat from you, and we don't owe you money. Do we need to look at your face and mood to act?

Furthermore, where we are assigned is a document issued by the educated youth in Kyoto, and it cannot be changed if you do not welcome it.

If you have the time, you might as well go out and help cook, so as not to be sold and have to help count the money. "

Chen Sike was so choked that he couldn't speak. After gasping for air, he groaned and walked away shaking his thick braids.

"Xiao An educated youth, we are all under the same roof, why don't we get too quarrelsome with them?" Although it was a bit satisfying, Fei Zheng said hesitantly with bright eyes when hearing Chen Sike's complaining voice next door.

"I have suffered too many grievances in front of my stepmother, but what have I gained? Isn't it just that I was dismissed casually? I told myself that in the future I will not suffer any loss or suffer any grievances. Rather than being conciliatory and conciliatory, it is better to be open and avoid opportunities for bullying.”

Fei Zheng was stunned for a moment and murmured: "Who says it's not the case, but how many people can do it?"

Without saying anything else, An Zhixia continued to sew a quilt cover. The one she prepared for her brother was a thick yet comfortable cotton cloth with a gray green lining and a linen gray exterior. The zipper styles nowadays were not very attractive, so she used wood-colored buttons instead.

What she prepared for herself was a quilt with gray purple lining and purple floral flowers on a white background.

There is no need for fine tailoring, and the stitches are also thick stitches. She holds the needle and dances very fast, like a two-year recruit who is racing against time.

When the stove was vacated, two beautiful, comfortable and warm quilts weighing 1.8 meters and 6 pounds came out of the oven. She directly used the original bed as a bedding, covering it with a layer of gray-purple sheets. She folded the quilt and put the buckwheat pillow on it. Putting on the leather of the same color, my little nest finally looks a little different.

 Under Fei Zheng's envious eyes, she carried another quilt, pillow, and sheets to the next room. After helping her brother make the bed, the brother and sister went to the kitchen to cook together.

Although you can't use the easy-to-use electric rice cooker, the rice steamed by the wood stove is sweeter and more delicious. Thinking that her brother was eating too much, she directly steamed a small porcelain pot. She stewed the potatoes until they were very mashed. The soup was thick and fragrant with meat, and she poured it on top of the rice.

　With a bowl of warm brown sugar water, the brother and sister were full.

"Sister, your cooking skills are really amazing. They are even more delicious than the meat buns we bought at the station. This is how people should live." An Zhiqiu sighed and touched his belly, "I have to work tomorrow Work harder, hunt more wild animals, and we will have a prosperous year!"

"Brother, don't rush forward foolishly tomorrow," An Zhixia frowned and warned worriedly: "The wild animals in the mountains in winter are very ferocious. You have no experience. Follow others and do some errands first. It's a job. When your physical fitness improves, it won't be too late to let go next year.

 Besides, there is a market tomorrow. Let me see if I can buy meat. "

“Of course, your brother is not stupid. Don't worry, I'm still alive.” He consciously washed the pots and dishes, using bottled, odorless, non-foaming dishwashing liquid.

After cleaning up, the hot water in another pot was boiling. An Zhixia took some white gauze and put it on the sores on her face, hands and ears, and also applied it to her brother. The warm cloth is applied to the face, making the frostbite a little painful and itchy.

 After applying hot compress for about ten minutes, she wiped it clean with a clean towel and carefully applied a thick layer of antifreeze cream.

 “I'm a grown man and don't have to pay too much attention to things,” An Zhiqiu muttered, but he still let the girl do whatever he wanted in his heart.

"I will become beautiful in the future, I can't have a slovenly brother, right?"

"I know you are such a heartless and disgusting brother." After leaving that oppressive home, he felt as if he had been reborn. He was happy from the bottom of his heart as he watched his girl become more lively day by day.

 After sending away her brother who suddenly became sentimental, An Zhixia started making cotton-padded clothes for herself and her brother.

　　Since the third grade of primary school, she has not worn clumsy and bloated handmade cotton clothes and pants, but now she has to make them herself.

The mother of the original owner was once a girl from a wealthy family. She knew many things, but her best one was female needlework, and her embroidery was lifelike. Unfortunately, times have changed, and she could only hide herself and become an ordinary female worker in a garment factory. Unwilling to do so, she secretly handed over all she had learned to her daughter.

An Zhixia is a star. Since she can become famous, she naturally has a wide range of knowledge. If the two are combined into one, plus supermarket cheats and predictions of the next fifty years, all she needs is the spring breeze of reform, and she can soar into the sky and continue to Have a happy life!

Returning to reality, An Zhixia resignedly took out blue and white fine plaid, soft cotton for the lining, and dark blue cotton for the cover. There was no need to measure or draw lines, and she cut it with scissors according to her brother's size. She violently took apart four long, old-fashioned down jackets, and stuffed white duck down into cotton according to the method of making quilts.

　　Seeing her immersed in the cotton-padded clothes, having made two pieces in just a few hours, Fei Zheng opened his mouth in surprise and couldn't help but say, "You are really capable of this."

"My mother used to be a female worker in a garment factory, and I learned how to use her hands from her," An Zhixia smiled and rubbed her sore neck, weighing the cotton clothes that were light but quite cold-resistant with satisfaction!

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