Bright Sword: Japs, times have changed

For the next three days, Lin Qiang and Zhang Yuntian kept simulating attacks on the prisoner-of-war camp, but each time the Japanese reinforcements arrived and attacked them from both sides, and the first platoon ended up in a miserable defeat.

Another simulation ended with the same result. Lin Qiang slammed the table, stood up and said, "Let's take a break. I'll go see how the clothing factory is doing."

Zhang Yuntian didn't say anything, watched Lin Qiang leave, and then began to simulate the battle alone.

After arriving at the clothing factory, Lin Qiang found that with the concerted efforts of the soldiers, the factory building had been completed, and only some finishing work remained.

Hu Zi told the people the news about the clothing factory, which led to many women volunteering to sign up for the work and contribute to the soldiers.

In this era, most people, especially women, can do needlework, and they are all very dexterous and can embroider a picture on a piece of cloth!

Seeing that the people were so enthusiastic, Lin Qiang had them taken aside to register, while he went into the factory and put out 100 sewing machines.

In the blink of an eye, sewing machines were neatly arranged inside the originally empty factory building, which was next to the arsenal, and the power supply problem had been solved early on.

Ordinary people don’t have sewing machines at home, so they rely on their dexterous hands to do the work. Therefore, before starting production, Lin Qiang also has to provide simple training to the workers.

Once the workers become skilled, production capacity will increase and quality will naturally improve.

Soon, hundreds of people entered the factory, and Li Mei was among them.

After seeing the other party, Lin Qiang asked someone to call her over and said, "Mrs. Zhao, you don't have to do these things."

"Platoon Leader Lin, just think of it as me atoning for my husband's sins!"

After saying this, Li Mei walked straight to a sewing machine and sat down, calling out to the women around her: "I know how to use a sewing machine. Everyone come over here, I'll teach you!"

This surprised Lin Qiang very much. He didn't expect that Li Mei was not just a pretty vase.

In the crowd, Li Mei noticed Lin Qiang's surprised look, and a smug smile suddenly appeared on her face.

A few minutes later, Li Mei walked up to Lin Qiang with a short-sleeved shirt and said proudly, "Platoon Leader Lin, what do you think of my craftsmanship?"

As expected, no matter who you are, you should never mess with a woman.

I have to say that Li Mei's craftsmanship is really good. The details of this short-sleeved shirt are well handled, and the workmanship is almost the same as those sold for ten yuan each at street stalls in later generations.

The only difference is the fabric. Today's fabric is much rougher, but relatively speaking, it is much more durable.

Nowadays, what matters is durability. Ordinary people would just patch up a piece of clothing and wear it for nine years. However, clothes in later generations focus on comfort, and durability is basically no longer a consideration.

Lin Qiang said in surprise: "I never thought that Mrs. Zhao could actually operate a sewing machine."

"Old Zhao has been keeping us safe from going out, so we have to find something to do to pass the time."

For a moment, Lin Qiang didn't know how to respond. Li Mei said this with a smile, but there was deep helplessness hidden in her words.

Perhaps it was only after arriving at the base that the mother and daughter were able to live a normal life.

There just wasn't anyone with the talent in this area, and Lin Qiang himself only knew how to use a sewing machine.

Now that he had Li Mei, he had just solved this problem, so he said to Li Mei, "Since this is your strong point, I'll leave this bedding factory to you. You have to have it up and running in half a month. How about that? Is that okay?"

Unexpectedly, Li Mei waved her hand and said, "It won't take half a month, five days will be enough."

the other side.

Aunt Pang and the others continued to make shoe soles and did not get involved in the affairs of the bedding factory, or it could be said that they could not get involved.

There are too many people, and we have to take care of several little ones.

Zhao Yuling was also among them. She was specially called over by Aunt Zhang. In her opinion, a rural woman’s daughter-in-law must know some needlework.

Over the past few days, Zhao Yulin has learned very quickly and can now make a pair of cloth shoes by herself.

Anyway, Zhao Yuling's performance now met Aunt Zhang's expectations, so she said, "Xiao Zhao is really clever and skillful. Xiao Lin is so lucky to marry you!"

"what?"

Zhao Yuling's cheeks turned red at a visible speed. She lowered her head and said shyly, "Aunt Zhang, what nonsense are you talking about!"

Several aunts also stopped what they were doing, looked at Zhao Yuling in surprise, and then turned their gaze to Aunt Zhang.

"You don't know?"

Aunt Zhang asked in feigned surprise, then recounted what she had seen that day: "When I came back from doing laundry that day, I saw Xiaolin coming out of Xiaozhao's room like a thief. What do you think Xiaolin could have done in there?"

After these words were spoken, several aunts said all kinds of things, but they all praised Lin Qiang for being lucky and courageous.

Zhao Yuling's cheeks flushed, and she was so shy that she didn't know how to refute.

But in the eyes of several aunts, the reason they did not refute it was because what Aunt Zhang said was true.

Then things became even more exaggerated.

Even Auntie Fatty, who was usually quiet, started talking: "Xiao Zhao, listen to Auntie Fatty. Tell your mother to move out quickly and leave a descendant for Xiao Lin as soon as possible."

"Yes, your Fat Aunt is right!"

Aunt Zhang continued, "My son is just ignorant. He insists on waiting until he's married before having a child."

Zhao Yuling seized the opportunity and quickly changed the subject, asking, "Then please let him get married as soon as possible."

Unexpectedly, the smile on Aunt Zhang's face suddenly disappeared, and the next second, tears as big as beans rolled down her eyes. Aunt Zhang wiped her tears, stood up and said with a smile: "The sand blinded me. I'll go wash my face."

"Auntie Pang, what happened to Auntie Zhang?"

Auntie Pang sighed and answered Zhao Yuling's question while working: "Your Auntie Zhang's son was killed by the Japanese on his wedding day. He also insulted the bride in front of her and her mother."

"Then I...I..."

Zhao Yulin had never encountered such a thing before and was panicked for a moment.

Aunt Zhang, who had gone to wash her face, just came back at this time. After sitting down and seeing Zhao Yuling's eyes, she knew what was going on and said to Aunt Pang, "You too, telling the child everything!"

Then he gently stroked Zhao Yuling's head and said with a smile, "It's okay, it's all over. Aunt Zhang was really blinded by the sand just now!"