He Xing nodded: "You can wear it after taking a shower after eating."
He Xing had made new clothes for the two little ones and kept them for the New Year. The two little ones got them a few days ago, but they knew they would keep them for the New Year, so they have been putting up with it until now.
As soon as their mother-in-law said they could wear new clothes, the two little ones shouted loudly and speeded up the meal.
Everyone was very satisfied with this sumptuous New Year's Eve dinner.
The two brothers, Daniel, did not need to clear the table. As soon as they were full, they carried buckets to the pot to scoop water. The two brothers did not mind it and happily shared the basin of water.
On such a cold day, the two children took a bath as if they were fighting. After a while of fussing, their teeth chattered, and they trembled and ran back to the wood-fired stove to put on their clothes.
He Xing was washing the dishes. Afraid that her little one would get cold, she washed her hands and helped Erniu put on his clothes: "Wash for so long, don't let my son freeze to death."
Mother Zhao said: "Bah, bah, bah, it's Chinese New Year, don't say anything unlucky."
He Xing slapped her mouth: "You said the wrong thing, bah, bah, bah, my son must be smart and tall. The big cow is dressed, come and warm yourself by the fire."
After Li Rong finished clearing the dining table, Mother Zhao rushed her to take a shower: "There's not much scrubbing work, I'll just do it with your sister-in-law. Go take a shower quickly and go out to watch a opera later."
I couldn't wash my hair on New Year's Day, so Li Rong did it tonight on New Year's Eve. After a hot bath, I felt so comfortable.
After washing, she baked her hair in front of the stove piled in the room.
Zhao Qingsong came out of the shower and stretched out his hands to ruffle his hair. It was cold and he cut off his hair. Now his hair has grown to half a finger long.
Li Rong was drying her hair. When she saw him, she said, "Come here and dry your hair. Don't let it get cold."
"Um."
Li Rong's hair was almost dry after baking for a while. She touched it, pulled it all back, combed it with a wooden comb, and put her hand in front of the stove to bake it.
Zhao Qingsong reached for the military coat and put it on his body. He had been wearing the military coat. Although it was not torn, it looked a little old.
Li Rong then seemed to have thought of something and patted her head: "Hey, look at my memory. The clothes I made for you are ready. Put them on now and I'll get them out for you."
Zhao Qingsong stopped, put down his military coat, turned his head and watched Li Rong rummaging through the box, with a touch of anticipation in his eyes.
When she was thinking about making clothes for Zhao Qingsong, it was not long before the Chinese New Year, and she didn't make a few pieces. Zhao Qingsong got her a sewing machine, and Li Rong only made him shirts, trousers, and a long woolen coat.
Li Rong was very willing to spend money to buy materials for men. The white shirt was made of "Queliang" fabric, and the pants were made of thick plain cotton. This was also the fabric of the "65-style military uniform". It was expensive, but durable.
Zhao Qingsong touched the clothes. The last time he saw such good-quality clothes was on a cadre who was buying sausages. He didn't expect that he could wear them too.
He hugged Li Rong over and kissed her hard: "My wife is so kind! I miss you so much!"
"Poor mouth." Li Rong urged, "Quickly change it."
"Okay, wife."
Zhao Qingsong took off his taupe sweater, with a white vest underneath. He put on the white shirt, and Li Rong buttoned it for him, then helped him pull the clothes around and patted his shoulders: "Not bad, very good."
It fits well."
After putting on his trousers, he tucked the hem of his shirt into his trousers and tied it with a black belt, revealing his tight waist.
Putting on this outfit, Zhao Qingsong looked like a modern male model. He was so handsome that Li Rong couldn't take his eyes off him.
Zhao Qingsong looked at her absent-minded expression, with a slight smile in his eyes, and generously let Li Rong see it.
Li Rong clicked her tongue and looked away, thinking that my man is handsome.
She found a newer knitted sweater and handed it to Zhao Qingsong: "Put on a knitted sweater inside. Let me take a look at the woolen coat."
"I don't want this one, just wear it." Zhao Qingsong picked up the woolen coat and draped it behind his back. He put it on and held the clothes close to his chest. "It fits very well."
"You'll get cold if you don't wear it," Li Rong smiled, seeing through the man's thoughts. When he went out later, he just wanted to show off his clothes to others, and he didn't take any of them with him.
I didn't expect that Zhao Qingsong is such an adult. He usually seems very stable in his actions, but now he acts like a child. He has the same thoughts as Daniel and others, but he is not like a child.
Zhao Qingsong said nothing and rubbed the clothes on his body, looking like he couldn't put it down.
Zhao's mother knocked on the door: "Second brother, have you two washed up? Let's go out for a walk together."
"Okay, mother," Zhao Qingsong replied angrily, "Come right away."
Li Rong also put on the woolen coat she made for herself. She made it for herself in bright red. It was a festive color to wear during the Chinese New Year.
As soon as the two people walked out of the house, the rest of the Zhao family waiting in the yard were stunned.
Mother Zhao's face was full of surprise: "I'm so good, I'm so energetic. I look like a city dweller."
He Xing chuckled softly: "My brothers and sisters are originally from the city."
"Hey, yes, look at me," Zhao's mother changed her words, "I also look like a city boy."
Everyone in the Zhao family has new clothes to wear this year. He Xing made new clothes for her son, as well as for herself and the men. Although the fabrics were not as good as those bought by Li Rong, they were still new.
Therefore, when she saw that Li Rong was well-dressed, she was only envious, not jealous, with her hands warm in her pockets and a smile on her face.
Daniel said: "When I grow up, I want to be as handsome as my second uncle."
"I..." Erniu rolled his eyes and said, "I want to be as beautiful as my second aunt."
"Pfft, the second aunt is a girl." Li Rong smiled, took out the toffee from her pocket and gave it to the two little ones.
Erniu said: "Then I am also like my second uncle."
Daniel was unhappy: "I looked like him first."
Seeing that the two brothers were about to quarrel over who they looked like, Zhao Qingyang picked up Er Niu and said, "Can't I look like you? Let's go and go watch the opera."
Mother Zhao: "Yes, hurry up, don't be too late, we won't be able to find a good place later."
There was a large pile of firewood burning at the head of the village, and there was a bright moon above the head. The whole entrance to the village was extremely bright.
Li Rong and the others arrived neither early nor late. There were many people in the village, including many children. They were running and jumping around, chasing after each other. It was very lively.
Daniel saw his little friend from a distance and couldn't bear it any longer. He ran over like a wild horse and joined the children's team.
The opera singers have already arrived, and there are guys standing in the open space at the entrance of the village, putting on costumes and getting ready.
It was the first time for Li Rong to see this scene. She walked over and watched the singing team with interest.
Seeing that she was interested, Zhao's mother didn't call her and went to chat with a familiar old aunt. Zhao's father also went to smoke hookah and chat with an old friend.
He Xing and his wife also found a place to sit. Zhao Qingsong stayed beside Li Rong, one watching the stage and the other watching the people.
Among the women chatting with Mother Zhao, one of them saw Zhao Qingsong and his wife watching, and said leisurely: "Fanghong, your second son and his daughter-in-law have a really good relationship. They have always been together."