"You did it?" Lu Jingzhi couldn't believe it, while Shen Nanwei, who was waiting to boast over there, was angry, "It's not that I haven't made clothes for you, why are you so surprised?"

   "Indeed there isn't any." The uprightness is as frightening as a deer, "But my mother sewed up my clothes after they were torn."

  Actually, Shen Nanwei would rather throw away the torn clothes, but as diligent and thrifty as the three sisters, they would not do that with a tacit understanding.

  They were indeed not rich back then, and it was just a small hole, so Shen Nanwei drew a cat on it.

   Come to life like life.

  Listening to Lu Jingzhi's muttering, Shen Nanwei was not angry, and urged her to try on new clothes.

  The blue makes the skin very white. In this season when the leaves are yellow and red, this color is more like matching the sky.

   "Not bad," Shen Nanwei nodded.

   "Mom, why did you remember to give me clothes?"

   Of course not on purpose.

It's just that when Shen Nanwei took the embroidery class, she inevitably diverted her thinking, such as teaching how to cut clothes, what are the fashionable fabrics and colors, etc. With the idea of ​​not wasting time and fabrics, Shen Nanwei made a set for her in the class new clothes.

  Lu Jingzhi gave a thumbs up and a heart, "I love you~"

   It is not in Shen Nanwei's mind that one can't treat one more favorably than another.

  Only Lu Jingzhi has clothes made by herself, while the other two sisters naturally buy clothes.

  The clothing store, or rather the cloth shop, is already within Mr. Jiang's scope, and she can just order new clothes if she wants new clothes.

  But Shen Nanwei still went to the town in person.

  Look for the proprietress in the corner shop.

   That is, her former master.

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  The leaves fell faster and faster, the withered yellow disappeared among the branches, and piled up all over the ground.

  The villagers took away the dried branches and leaves and went back to burn firewood.

  The sun was setting, Lu Jingzhi was standing on the roof blowing the cold wind, while Shen Nanwei watched her open her arms to embrace the wind, she couldn't help laughing, but was infected by that kind of coziness and laziness.

   "Little Miaoer."

  Lu Jingzhi heard someone calling her.

  Seeing Mother hooking her hand, she understood, and landed on her toes like a dragonfly, leading her to the roof.

  The two of them watched the smoke from the cooking not far away.

  The reality of rural life is not good.

  The quality of life in rural areas in ancient times was even worse.

  Only their "farm life" built purely with money is the poetic and picturesque pastoral in the book.

  The aroma from everywhere was carried by the wind, Lu Jingzhi took a deep breath, "I'm hungry."

   "It smells so good. During this year, the living standards of the people in Huxi Village have risen sharply—this should be the way to say it. The food is getting more and more delicious."

  Originally, during the Chinese New Year holidays, people gritted their teeth and weighed a piece of meat, but now every household can eat meat every now and then.

  The throat-piercing pancakes have been eliminated. They are cornmeal that has been sifted repeatedly, mixed with small green vegetables and steamed. When eaten, they have the unique fragrance of pancakes, and there are rice crackers underneath.

   "Suck slip"

  Shen Nanwei: "..."

   Foodies.

   Probe to look down, Wei Xiaoqi is still busy, still did not forget to look up and tell the two to wear more clothes.

  Lu Jingzhi found out that Wei Xiaoqi was the first to worry about in this family.

   "I see, it's not cold yet."

  Lu Jingzhi took Shen Nanwei's hand, and she shivered from the cold.

   After rubbing vigorously a few times, it warmed up.

"Life will be better in the future." Lu Jingzhi solemnly opened his arms, "I mean, not only Huxi Village, but also the places we can see, walk through, and talk about will all be better! "