The 1970s: Military Family Beauty

Jiang Xiaocui's judgment of Hu Xiuqing all came from her previous understanding.

I have to say that when a person's nature remains unchanged, all your judgments about her are correct.

Jiang Furong looked at the alarm clock. It was already six o'clock. Hu Xiuqing would be back at any moment.

Even though she didn't like Hu Xiuqing, she still changed the subject: "Aunt, what do you usually do?"

You can't talk about people during the day, and you can't talk about ghosts at night. In broad daylight, if you want to say bad things about others behind their backs, whether intentionally or unintentionally, he will catch you.

"Make clothes!" Jiang Xiaocui pinched Jiang Furong's cotton-padded jacket and said, "Your clothes don't fit you well. I'm here, I'll make some alterations for you tomorrow. The collar of your jacket is a little saggy, the waist is too fat, and the cuffs aren't cut well, so you can't lift your arms. Oh, there are so many things to alter. It will take me a long time to take it apart, and then I have to make some alterations, and maybe even splice it. It will take three or four days in total. If I had cloth and cotton at home, I could make you a new one. It would only take two days."

Jiang Furong was surprised: "Auntie, you can also make clothes?"

She didn't expect that her aunt could make clothes, and her aesthetic taste was quite outstanding, and her orders were very professional.

She knew that the clothes she was wearing were not good-looking, but that was her current condition. She had nothing, so she could only follow the order of food and clothing to fill her stomach and take care of her body, and then start changing her appearance after finding a job.

What a coincidence! My aunt can sew!

"Of course not! I make all my clothes myself!" Jiang Xiaocui proudly unbuttoned her coat to show off the workmanship of the cotton-padded jacket underneath. "Look, it even has a waist!"

Jiang Furong then realized that Jiang Xiaocui's cotton-padded jacket was very beautifully made. It was a dark blue jacket with hand-made butterfly buttons, which looked very unique and delicate. "Auntie, you have such a clever hand. When did you learn how to make clothes? Can you make me two buttons like this? They are so beautiful."

"No problem, I'll make it for you tomorrow." Jiang Xiaocui agreed readily. "I used to work as a temporary worker in a textile factory. Many of the masters there knew how to sew, and I learned from them. They are so skillful, and the clothes they make can turn a country bumpkin into a rich lady. They are so beautiful."

Jiang Furong was a firm believer in the saying, "Clothes make the man." "Then why didn't you work in the textile factory?"

You know, it is not easy for rural people to get a job as a temporary worker in a factory and earn a salary, so they usually try every means to continue working there.

This question hit Jiang Xiaocui right in the heart: "Oh, don't mention it! It's all because of that brainless Li Xiuhua. The textile factory was building a new workshop and needed workers. I worked as a temporary worker for two years and performed very well. My master asked for a quota for me. As long as I became a regular worker, I could transfer my household registration to the factory and get the same salary as my master and others. But when I went home to get my household registration, Li Xiuhua insisted that I was hooking up with a man outside. We had a fight and she wouldn't let me go to work."

That expression almost reproduces the fierce battle situation at that time.

Jiang Furong felt it was a pity to hear this: "Such a good opportunity!"

It was ruined by a stupid teammate.

The Li Xiuhua who had his head chopped off was Jiang Xiaocui's stupid teammate.

Jiang Xiaocui gritted her teeth in hatred when she thought about it. "All those recruited in that batch have been converted to regular employees. There was a woman in town who worked as a temporary worker with me. Now she's a master with an apprentice and has become a deputy foreman. She used to be worse than me. That head-chopping Li Xiuhua, if I had known I couldn't get along with him, I should have taken a kitchen knife and cut him off."

When she got excited, Jiang Xiaocui punched the dining table, and a piece of the hill of melon seeds and peanuts collapsed.

"I'm back!" Jiang Guoqing slammed the door open and rushed in, interrupting the conversation between the aunt and nephew.

Jiang Furong stretched out her hand to protect the melon seeds from being touched: "Wait a moment, call someone first."

Jiang Guoqing stared at the melon seeds and shouted, "Auntie!"

"Guazi is your aunt?" Jiang Furong refused to give in. She grabbed Jiang Guoqing's wrist and pulled him out: "Shout again!"

Jiang Guoqing raised his head and looked at Jiang Xiaocui, baring his teeth and giving a fake smile: "Hello, auntie!"

Jiang Xiaocui was delighted: "Hey! I've called you out! Guoqing has grown so tall and strong. Come and eat this melon seed fried with salt. It's so delicious."

Jiang Guoqing rummaged through the pile of melon seeds and asked, "Why aren't any of them good?"

Jiang Furong hit him and said, "Don't turn it over. Peel the peanuts and eat them yourself."

Jiang Xiaocui quickly stepped forward to help: "Do you want to eat some melon seeds during National Day? Come, I'll crack them open for you."

With a crackle, Jiang Xiaocui cracked a few melon seeds with swift movements, pinched the melon seeds with her hands and placed them in front of Jiang Guoqing: "Is this okay?"

Jiang Guoqing refused: "You spit when you eat it, I won't eat it."

Jiang Xiaocui blushed, but she wasn't annoyed. She smiled good-naturedly, "I'll peel the peanuts for you. I'll do it with my hands without spitting, okay?"

As he spoke, he peeled a handful of peanuts, rubbed them in his palm, and blew off the red ones: "Is this okay?"

Jiang Guoqing was finally satisfied. He lowered his head and leaned into Jiang Xiaocui's palm. He opened his mouth and ate all the peanuts. He whimpered, "Okay, I want more."

Jiang Xiaocui happily grabbed a handful of peanuts and continued to shell them, looking at Jiang Guoqing with eyes full of doting.

Jiang Furong was watching from the side, and suddenly a question occurred to her: her aunt was divorced, so what about her child? Was she left to Li Xiuhua?

It is obvious from the look in the aunt's eyes that she loves her child very much. If her child stayed in her hometown, how reluctant she would be!

At this time, Grandma Jiang came out after changing her clothes. Seeing Jiang Guoqing, she was delighted and praised him again: "My grandson has grown up really strong! Xiao Cui, do you think Guoqing is taller than the second boy in the Huang family?"

Jiang Xiaocui affirmed as a matter of course: "He's half a head taller!"

"Go get the vermicelli noodles and stew them. They're good for growing during the National Day holiday, so eat them." Grandma Jiang smiled as she picked up an egg, tapped it on the table, and began to peel it. "Eat an egg first. You'll grow taller and stronger, and become a soldier or an officer like your father in the future."

Jiang Guoqing, spoiled by his favor, immediately complained: "Grandma, my elder sister even stole my eggs!"

He was talking about the poached egg in the noodles that morning when Jiang Furong just woke up.

Grandma Jiang peeled the egg, pinched it in the middle, stuffed the egg yolk into Jiang Guoqing's mouth, then divided the egg white into two, giving half to Jiang Furong and the other half to Jiang Zhaohui.

Jiang Chaohui watched his sister eat before he opened his mouth and swallowed half the egg white in one gulp.

Grandma Jiang cracked another egg and said, "Guoqing, you three siblings are a family. If there's anything delicious, you have to share it with three of us. You're not allowed to eat alone, okay?"

Jiang Guoqing asked as he ate, "Why? My mom said all the delicious food is mine because I'm a boy!"

Grandma Jiang smiled and said, "It's because you are a man that you can't eat alone."