80 widows in the control group, eating melons and raising cubs are poor and happy

Bai Liu and Tian Xiaoyong reached a temporary cooperation, and Tian Xiaoyong would occasionally come to Bai Liu's house with Zhou's brothers and sisters a few times.

Although there was still defense in his eyes, his attitude softened a little.

Bai Liu couldn't figure out where Tian Xiaoyong was from, but he could only be sure that his soul was not a sinister and cunning veteran.

Yes, she was sure that Tian Xiaoyong had changed the core.

If she had seen it with her own eyes, she definitely hadn't, but she had seen countless people of all kinds, and she could always deduce one or two.

For example, people in the village said that Tian Xiaoyong was very quick to do farm work, and most of his work points at the end of the year were earned in the first half of the year. Later, he knew how to take care of his body after being ill.

A few days ago, when Aunt Tian scolded him, she complained that he pretended to be sick, and pretended not to work after he got well.

There is also the arrogance and innocence that Tian Xiaoyong reveals from time to time, which is really not like the numb and silent Tian Xiaoyong before.

But after all, he is not a villain. After all, this Tian Xiaoyong has a lot of thoughts and loves to steal and play tricks, but he is definitely not a villain.

Bai Liu is a little curious, what kind of environment can cultivate Tian Xiaoyong's character?
By the way, He Shengnan is also very strange, but it doesn't look like he has changed his core.

What kind of adventure was she?
"Clap clap-"

The door was slammed, Tang Dou ran out to play after the snow melted, Bai Liu opened the door without the slightest hesitation.

Hey, Bai Liu looked up from the bottom.

——Guan Xiyue?

"You, hello," Guan Xiyue's expression was slightly awkward, but she still forced herself to smile at Bai Liu.

Bai Liu couldn't close the door if he didn't hit the smiling face with his hand.

"Well, I heard that you are a tailor, can you make clothes for me?" Guan Xiyue mustered up her courage and raised the cloth bag in her hand.

Bai Liu suddenly realized.

She didn't refuse, but said with a smile: "My craftsmanship may not be as good as the master chefs in Shanghai, when the time comes—"

The ugly words are still up front, although she doesn't think her workmanship is bad, but what if Guan Xiyue has high vision?After all, when Guan Xiyue first went to the countryside, she hated the environment here...

Ah yes, she admitted that she was narrow-minded.

Guan Xiyue moved her feet in embarrassment: "I'm sorry, I didn't know when I first came... I, I really need new cotton clothes, please help me make new cotton clothes."

Bai Liu: ...

It's embarrassing to be so sincere.

"Okay, come in and talk." The door was a little cold.

Guan Xiyue obediently followed behind her, and Bai Liu led her to the main room.

"Wait a minute, I'll show you some drawings." Bai Liu had a lot of new ideas about clothes recently.

Guan Xiyue silently observed Bai Liu's house, her eyes lit up.

Bailiu's house is the most common earthen farm house in Northeast China. There are only three main rooms, but it is surprisingly large.

The main room is in the middle. Once you enter the door, there is a stove on the left, and a water tank and a cupboard on the right. Going further in, there are tables and stools in the separated half, and the wooden cabinets against the wall are tightly closed.

There are doors on the left and right walls of the main room, leading to the east and west rooms respectively.

Bai Liu and Tangdou lived in the west room. Guan Xiyue looked inside, and there was a whole pit on the south side, with a stove in the middle.There are large and small cabinets and sewing machines on the north side.

The east room didn't open the door. When I just walked in from the yard, I saw a door outside the east room. It seemed that another family would not be in the way.

Guan Xiyue's eyes moved slightly, and an idea came to her heart.

"Look through which one do you like?" Bai Liu handed Guan Xiyue a few pieces of paper, "The above is just a rough sample, or you can mention it if you have an idea. Of course, the price of the new model may be more expensive."

It's hard to come to a big family, so it's not too much for her to earn a little more, right?
Guan Xiyue didn't expect that an ordinary tailor in the country would have a "design draft", so she took the draft sample with suspicion.

"Huh?" Her eyes lit up.

The corners of Bai Liu's lips curled up slightly, she had never seen pork, but she had always seen pigs run away, but she had seen newspapers and ready-to-wear from supply and marketing cooperatives, and asked Song Jiaying about the trends in Shanghai.

Song Jiaying went to college, he doesn't like to talk about his own affairs, but he doesn't shy away from the bad background of his family.

The bad composition now means that the family background was too good. Song Jiaying has seen good things, and his knowledge and aesthetics have also proved this.

Hey, that's the only way they can be regarded as "like-smelling".

So Bai Liu dared to pat his chest and say that the draft she drew must be very good.

"What beautiful clothes, I, I have never seen them in a department store, maybe only the Friendship Store has similar clothes..."

Hey?
Bai Liu took a step forward: "I'm sorry, I took the wrong one."

She unhurriedly went back to the bedroom and took out a few pieces of paper: "Look at these cotton padded clothes. Those few drafts just now were too troublesome to make, and we don't have any suitable fabrics."

Guan Xiyue's eyes widened, and then she realized that the draft of the beautiful coat in her hand was really inappropriate.

Woohoo, they can't appear in the countryside of the Northeast.

Bai Liu replaced the draft sample by himself, and couldn't help smiling when he turned his head and put the coat sample back.

The little girl was so easy to deceive that she didn't even realize that she was being aggressive.

But she also likes this beautiful dress, and she doesn't know when she will have the opportunity to make it and see the finished product.

Hey, so poor.

Guan Xiyue is only in her early 20s, the age when she loves beauty, so she is naturally unhappy when she can't wear nice clothes.

Fortunately, she did not forget her situation, and it was more important to survive first.

"Bai, Miss Bai, can I make this cotton dress?" She held up a piece of paper.

Bai Liu took a closer look, hehe, the little girl has some discernment.

This is her favorite cotton padded jacket. The basic style is no different from mainstream cotton padded jackets, but there are many careful thoughts on the details.

Small retractable buttons at the cuffs, small lapels at the neck...

"I know it's a lot of work to make a cotton coat that can be disassembled, but it's so convenient to disassemble and wash. I, I can add more money!" Guan Xiyue thought about it carefully, and then realized the specialness of this dress.

The smile on Bai Liu's face was real, but he immediately became embarrassed: "It will cost money to change the style a little bit, and of course it will cost money. It is also the first time for me to make such clothes, and there may be mistakes. But after all, you came here specially Find me, I—”

"It's nothing special, I can bear the loss!" Guan Xiyue said without thinking too much, "I like this dress very much, you don't have to worry about the fabric, I can buy it from my dad—ask my parents for old clothes."

Bai Liu nodded happily: "That's fine, I'll try."

She wanted to try it a long time ago, but now she needs a cloth ticket to buy cloth, and the cloth that is distributed and exchanged every year is limited, so she can only make urgently needed clothes first.

And because she was unwilling to marry the bald director of the textile factory, she didn't want to have too much contact with the textile factory.

"Thank you so much," Guan Xiyue said from the bottom of her heart, "I thought about it a lot before I came here, and I thought you wouldn't agree."

When she first came to the country, she was not sensible, and she didn't speak well.

Unexpectedly, Bai Liu was willing to learn how to make new clothes for her.

"Wow, you're really nice."

Seeing Guan Xiyue's sincere and grateful eyes, Bai Liu was a little confused.

Oh no, she just wanted to get more fabric.

No, no, she is a good person.

Bai Liu smiled.