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Chapter 43
"Mother, can you teach me how to cut cotton clothes?" Jinyue ran out, chased after her and asked flatteringly.

"I don't know." Mrs. Su glanced coldly at the cotton cloth in her hand, and left.

Putting her hot face on her cold butt, Jinyue's heart felt furious.But she really doesn't know how to do needlework, let alone cut cotton clothes, not only she doesn't know how to do it herself, but Yuanshen also doesn't know how to do it in her memory.

Yuan wanted to learn needlework, but her stepmother Zhou was afraid that if she learned this skill, she would have a good life in her in-law's house. The sewing box is usually locked, and as far as I remember, when her clothes and shoes are broken, she always finds her neighbors My aunt helped to sew it.

Jinyue originally wanted to ask Mrs. Zhang for advice, but when she thought about it, it is better to ask for help than to ask for help. If she can't learn it by herself, she can't always ask for help.

I just thought that after Shen'er fell asleep at night, I would take off the old cotton padded coat, cut it up to one size, and then sew it up overnight, so that I wouldn't have to worry about the child having nothing to wear the next day.

In fact, Jinyue was right in not looking for Mrs. Zhang.Mrs. Zhang also has a lot of opinions about Jinyue's purchase of cloth. Her children all wear the old cotton clothes of their brothers and sisters, and they are not warm after wearing them for so long.

He is also a grandson, so why did he sew a new padded coat for Su Shen?That's why he insisted on pestering Old Madam Su to buy him a catty of cotton before he felt a little more balanced in his heart.

Near November, there was a snowfall, the snow was not thick, about three to four centimeters, but the whole village still looked plain, clean and beautiful under the silver snow.

It is said that auspicious snow heralds a good year, and it seems that next year will be a bumper year.

For a farmer who is busy all year round, the free days are nothing more than a few snow days, but the people of Su Yiyun's family are busier than ever these days.

The day after tomorrow, that is, October 10, is the day when Su Laosan gets married.

Early this morning, Boss Su and Second Su were busy sweeping the snow at the door, all the way to the entrance of the village. Zhang Jinyue and the others were going to steam steamed buns and prepare side dishes for the banquet today.

The weather was cold, Mrs. Su was afraid that the flour would not ferment well, so she asked Mrs. Zhang to put the basin on the kang last night. Because Mrs. Su was inconvenient, the work of kneading the dough was handed over to Mrs. Zhang and Jinyue.

Big steamed buns for weddings are more demanding.Mrs. Zhang didn't dare to put it directly into the pot on her own, so she pulled out a small ball from the kneaded noodles, threw it in the stove and cooked it, and showed it to Mrs. Su.

Mrs. Su broke it open and smelled it, and said that the baking soda was a bit lacking, then grabbed half a handful and threw it into the dough.

After everything was done, Mrs. Su took a knife to draw a cross on each piece of dough, dipped the tip of her chopsticks in red paint, and painted six red dots on it.

Sure enough, when the steamed buns came out, Jinyue was amazed.

It was white and big, and the cut was just right.

Tsk tsk tsk, people still have two brushes.

The banquet in this era is also relatively simple, except for the ten vegetarian dishes that need to be prepared, and the shredded radish tofu vegetable soup.

Peanuts, shrimp chips, etc. can be fried on the day of the wedding. Today, you only need to prepare boiled eggs and shredded radish.

Because of the wedding expenses, Father Su asked Boss Su to sell the two pigs early on, and then bought back ten catties of pig head meat, saying that it was a happy event after all, and put some oil and water in the vegetable soup.

Su Laosan borrowed a bicycle from Su Daye's family, and Mrs. Zhang tied a big red flower on the head of the bicycle. This is already a very western way of receiving marriage in the village.

Relatives and friends have already notified, relatives and neighbors, there is also a chief housekeeper to arrange tasks.

There are big horns on the door, red couplets on each door, red tents in the yard, and a big stove at the entrance of the village.The adults chatted, and the children joined in the fun.

(End of this chapter)