MTL - It’s a Stepmother, Not a Sister [70s]-Chapter 28 virtuous

Jiang Shuangling is more and more proficient in the control of sewing machines, and has begun to work on clothes and undertake the work of sewing and repairing.

She found out the old clothes of herself and her brother, and repaired all the things that needed to be repaired and those that could be repaired.

She said to the two little ones:

"You don't have to worry about your clothes breaking in the future."

"I'll make it up for you."

At the beginning, Jiang Shuangling was a woman who had never even taken a needle and thread, let alone mending clothes, even if the buttons of the clothes were dropped, she would not sew them up.

Now she can mend clothes? !

Odd.

"It seems that I am only one sewing machine away from the sewing master."

When the children's clothes are torn in the future, give them a beautiful little patch, stitch a rabbit on one, embroider a tiger on the other, maybe it will become a new fashion of the times.

Come practice and show off your talents.

She went back to the room and carefully turned over the quilts of the three of them, and found a hole in the quilt piled into "auspicious clouds" with her five o'clock eyes.

"Sure enough, the quilts of this era are easier to break."

Jiang Shuangling's eyes lit up, she admired her wit in her heart, and she found a place to use it again.

After sitting in front of the sewing machine and patching the quilt, Jiang Shuangling found that patching the quilt is more fulfilling than patching the clothes.

Now all the clothes and quilts that need to be mended have been mended.

But the heat of learning the sewing machine in her body has not subsided, which makes her unable to help but cast her eyes to another room.

—Qi Heng's room.

To see if his clothes are torn, is it an invasion of privacy?

I'm just going to help him mend his clothes. You shouldn't suspect that I'm a secret agent, right?

…

Jiang Shuangling patted her forehead, thinking that the clothes are really on top.

"I'll go in and see if his quilt needs to be mended?"

In the end, Jiang Shuangling pushed the door and went in. As soon as she opened the door, she saw the neat group of "bean curd", which formed a strong contrast with her "Xiangyun quilt".

Jiang Shuangling was worried, if she opened his tofu, she really didn't have the ability to restore it like this.

"It has already come, let's take a look."

By the way, study how his quilt is folded.

Jiang Shuangling lifted the neat quilt, what she did not expect was

Hole!

"So big?" Jiang Shuangling was amazed by this hole.

She had a fruitful trip this time, she was busy and happily took the quilt out to help sew it.

Jiang Shuangling filled Qi Heng's quilt.

When mending the quilt, she found that the quilt had been mended before, and there was a different black thread attached to the cracked hole.

Is this a quilt that has been patched and taken off again?

Jiang Shuangling couldn't help but look through Qi Heng's clothes again, and found a repaired mark on some easily worn corners, which was exactly the same as the seam on the quilt.

—It's all very crappy handwork.

Jiang Shuangling: “…”

There was an unimaginably terrible guess in her mind.

Isn’t it Qi Heng who stitched it up by himself?

Jiang Shuangling's head got stuck for a moment, and she immediately fantasized in her mind:

Qi Heng, who was about 1.86 meters tall, sat on the head of the bed, lighting a dim yellow oil lamp, although his face still had that stern dog expression, but he was holding Quilt, stitch by stitch under the lamp.

Jiang Shuangling was shocked by the picture she imagined.

Brother Soldier, so virtuous...

Girls born in the 1990s like Jiang Shuangling who grew up with her, very few girls know how to use needles and threads. Money to find a professional tailor to help change clothes, do it yourself? That's something you don't even think about.

If Jiang Shuangling hadn't accidentally traveled to the 1970s, she would never have had access to a sewing machine, and she would never have mended clothes by herself.

Qi Heng joined the army at the age of 18, and he would use needles and thread to mend clothes under the lamp.

Jiang Shuangling: "!

Suddenly I felt the virtuousness of this dog man was overwhelming.

Especially the crooked and crooked stitches formed a strong contrast with the young shoots he planted.

"Pfft-"

Jiang Shuangling hugged the quilt in front of the sewing machine until her stomach hurt from laughing. Inspiration jumped in her mind, she picked up the pen and paper and started to draw the manga.

Qi Heng in Tiaoman became a three-headed body:

1. Get up in the morning and stack tofu cubes, and see the hole and turn pale;

2. The cold-hearted soldier is training new recruits;

4. After sewing, I found that it was crooked, Qi Heng: "..."

5. Take scissors to open and refill.

6. Still crooked, Qi Heng: "..."

7. The soldier who finally chooses to give up sleeps.

…

Smile.

After Jiang Shuangling finished drawing, she laughed for a long time, and finally stuffed the poor Tiaoman into the homestay and waited for it to be destroyed automatically at night. It was too uncomfortable for outsiders to see this thing.

After this interruption, Jiang Shuangling got out of her addiction to sewing machines.

It is more fun to draw.

Officer Xiao Zhang came to the yard to ask her if she needed help, because she knew that many military wives had difficulties with children at home alone, and the little soldiers on duty would come to help.

"Can you chop a few more bamboos for me?" Jiang Shuangling wanted to chop bamboo to make bamboo rice last time, but she thought it was too troublesome. She was in a good mood today and decided to cook bamboo rice at night .

"Okay, easy."

Before Xiao Zhang left, Jiang Shuangling couldn't help but ask, "Xiao Zhang, can you mend your clothes?"

"I know a little bit, there is no mother or daughter-in-law here, and the clothes are torn and you have to mend them yourself..."

Jiang Shuangling couldn't help but looked at him with a fascinated smile.

Xiao Zhang scratched his head: "…"

"Sister-in-law doesn't look right today." Looking at Qi Heng, Xiao Zhang felt more and more that the sister-in-law he had just met was a little strange.

“She asked me today if I would mend my clothes…”

After Xiao Zhang realized that he had said these words, the battalion commander's face became unsightly.

"Batch commander, what's wrong?"

When the other party's face was getting worse and worse, Xiao Zhang suddenly realized something, "battalion commander, don't worry, I will never ask my sister-in-law to help me mend my clothes..."

"I'll mend my own clothes, battalion commander, I'm fine with sewing."

Qi Heng: "…"

Regret.

Jiang Shuangling planned to cook bamboo rice at night, but she took the knife to chop the bamboo, it was too hard, just as Qi Heng came back, she asked Qi Heng to help her chop the bamboo.

She chose the ones that were of even size and suitable size.

Jiang Shuangling gestured to the bamboo with the knife, "I want these paragraphs, Qi Heng, chop it for me."

Qi Heng took the knife in her hand and cut the bamboo into several sections with ease.

"Here, here, help me get through with a knife."

Jiang Shuangling asked the other party to help make holes in the bamboo tube so that the rice grains could be put in easily. She had soaked the rice to be cooked in the bamboo tube in advance.

"Qi Heng, let me tell you something, don't blame me."

Qi Heng put down the knife in his hand, looked at her and raised his eyebrows, telling her to speak straight.

Jiang Shuangling smirked a few times, "I... helped you mend the quilt today."

Qi Heng: "…"

Jiang Shuangling tried hard to check the other party's expression, and found that he did not change his expression, nor did he show any signs of anger.

She didn't blame her for turning over the quilt.

"I also mended your clothes for you."

"Thank you."

Jiang Shuangling was stunned, not because of the other party's thank you, but because the corner of her mouth seemed to smile when the other party said thank you.

The smile disappeared in a flash, but it was her illusion.

But she swears, she does see the corners of his mouth twitch upwards.

Jiang Shuangling laughed involuntarily, imitating the tone of the Northeastern gentlemen: "No thanks, you're welcome, you still bought the sewing machine."

Qi Heng: "…"

He lowered his eyes and said lightly, "Then you can use it."

"Don't worry, I'll leave the repairs to me in the future."

Jiang Shuangling looked at Qi Heng in front of her. The more she looked, the more she wanted to laugh, but she didn't know what was going on. When she looked at him today, she always felt that this man seemed to have a "virtuous" filter on him. .

She couldn't help smiling.

"Qi Heng, I saw a thread on the quilt. Did you mend the quilt yourself?"

"You also made up the clothes?"

The expression on Qi Heng's face remained unchanged, "...No."

“Soldiers cannot lie to deceive innocent people.”

Jiang Shuangling smiled and winked at him: "Answer again."

Qi Heng didn't answer, he turned around and went into the room.

Jiang Shuangling looked at his back, trot forward, sneaked up to his ear and said, "Qi Heng, you are so cute."

Qi Heng: "…"

Women are incomprehensible.

Qi Heng walked out of the yard to take a breath.

He took a few steps, and found not far ahead, Head He was standing in a corner smoking a coat in a dress, he was standing under the setting sun, the white smoke curled up, and the back under the setting sun appeared Extremely down-and-out.

—I quarreled with my wife.

"Say I'm a reckless man, say I don't understand fun."

"Stinky bitch, get angry with me again."

"I'll have to coax her later, don't go! Definitely don't go!"

To be hard-hearted to those beautiful women."

The temper of those beautiful women is too difficult to handle, and they will be angry with you every day.

Qi Heng: "…"

"That's right, that's what your stinky face looks like now."

He was very curious, he didn't dare to make a bad face at home, he could only smile, "Tell me that your daughter-in-law looks at your expressionless face every day at home. "

"What can she say?"

Qi Heng: "She said I was cute."