In the reborn era, the lucky bag is enjoying the show in the factory area.

After much deliberation, Xi Beizhan decided to wait until he returned that evening to discuss the matter further.

He was pressed for time in the morning, and if she didn't accept his confession, he wouldn't have time to speak well of himself.

In the evening, when she had more time, if she didn't agree to his request, she could ask her second aunt for help.

Luo Yu made way for Xi Beizhan to enter the house. The Guan family members also got up and their eyes widened when they saw the large fruit on the table. They all started stuffing their hands into their mouths.

Luo Yu, Qiu Ling, Xi Ergu, and Guan Jingyi each ate one, and the remaining six were not enough for the three grown men, even if each ate two. Fortunately, there was still soy milk to fill the gap, and after drinking a big bowl of sweet soy milk, their whole bodies felt warm.

Miners don't get Sundays off; they work in four shifts. Yesterday, the father and son worked the day shift, and tonight they'll be on the second shift, starting at 4 PM and finishing at midnight. Qiu Ling works the same shift; she works the same shifts as the miners, so she goes to and from get off work with Guan Jingtian and his son.

The three of them needed to rest before going to work in the afternoon, so Aunt Xi moved the sewing machine and Luo Yu to her room. She also pulled Guan Jingyi into Luo Yu's room so that she could do her homework there.

"Second Aunt, I also know how to use a sewing machine. How about you make me a cotton-padded jacket and trousers, and I'll make my own clothes?"

Aunt Xi's eyes lit up. "You can even operate a sewing machine? That's really capable. Okay, you can do it."

With Aunt Xi's permission, Luo Yu immediately perked up, quickly cut the fabric, and started sewing with a "click-clack" sound.

Aunt Xi is quick and efficient; she made the outer fabric of the cotton-padded jackets yesterday, and the lining is made of floral cotton fabric.

There was no other way; Luo Yu's old cotton-padded coat was simply too worn out to wear anymore. The lining was so tattered that it could be torn apart with the slightest force, so they had to make all new ones.

In half a day, a set of cotton-padded clothes was made. Luo Yu also helped with the sewing at the end, otherwise she was afraid that Aunt Xi would not be able to handle it.

At noon, Luo Yu didn't go out to buy food. Aunt Xi tried to stop her and glared at her several times. In the end, she ate stewed cabbage with vermicelli and steamed buns made from mixed flour.

In the afternoon, Luo Yu made another set of clothes, and Aunt Xi also made a cotton coat. There was no time to make cotton trousers, as she had to cook for the three people in her family who had to go to work, otherwise she would have to eat at the company cafeteria.

After seeing the three off, Aunt Xi continued making the clothes. Luo Yu also finished making the clothes, picked them up and held them up to herself. And you know what? They fit perfectly.

Clothes in this era were much easier to make than those in later times. There were few requirements. If you made something too beautiful, people would talk behind your back, saying you were improper or something. It was better to follow the crowd and stick to one style.

“Our mine issues thick cotton-padded coats, which are very warm. You won’t feel cold at all wearing them in the dead of winter. You won’t feel cold even if you’re sitting in the office. The cotton-padded coats don’t need to be too thick.”

The cotton-padded pants are too thick to wear, they're bulky and uncomfortable. Something that's good enough is fine. Anyway, I live close by, it's just a short walk home, so I won't get too cold.

Our Liaoning province isn't as cold in winter as Heilongjiang province. In Heilongjiang province, the temperature drops to minus forty degrees Celsius at night, and you can't even go outside without wearing thick clothes.

I lived in Heilongjiang Province when I was young, and the snow in winter was incredibly heavy, sometimes up to my waist.

Listening to Aunt Xi's mutterings, Luo Yu put on the cotton-padded jacket and found that it fit perfectly.

As expected of a veteran craftsman, he can make clothes that fit perfectly just by giving me a size.

"My dad was issued big cotton-padded coats, I think they were all blue ones issued by coal mines, right?"

"Yes, it's blue. Your uncle wore the one he received the year before last yesterday. Your brother's was issued when he started working last year."

He used to work at Ping'an Mine; he was transferred here last year. They had to recruit a lot of people for him.

The mine provides cotton-padded coats, but only one is issued at a time, and new ones are issued only every five years.

"The mine not only issues thick cotton-padded coats, but also boots, one pair every two years. They're only issued to the underground workers. I wonder if you office workers get them?"

That shouldn't be the case. One of her classmates' parents works in a mine, in an office, and I've never heard of them being issued boots.

By the time Xi Beizhan returned, it was already dark. His second aunt glared at him several times that night because of his return.

"Why didn't you come back earlier? What if Xiao Luo gets hungry?"

She's so delicate, she can't afford to go hungry. You need to be more careful in the future and come home earlier.

Xi Beizhan glanced at Luo Yu and nodded, "Understood, Second Aunt."

After the family finished eating, Aunt Xi pulled Guan Jingyi back to the house early.

Before leaving, Guan Jingyi looked at Luo Yu with reluctance, clearly wanting to hear some gossip.

Xi Beizhan ignored her and dragged Luo Yu into her room.

Luo Yu stared blankly at the slender fingers on the sleeve.

She could play with those hands all night.

She swallowed hard and looked up at Xi Beizhan, who was staring intently at her.

"What are you doing?"

Before I knew it, I blurted out authentic Northeastern Mandarin.

It should be noted that the Mandarin spoken by the residents of downtown Fuyang City is very close to the standard Mandarin spoken by the state, ranking among the best in the country. People in Fuyang City have a Northeastern accent, but it is not strong. The accents of the surrounding counties are stronger. Luo Yu was able to speak Northeastern Mandarin without hesitation, which clearly shows that he was stunned by Xi Beizhan's action.

They were both from Northeast China, so there was no need for anyone to laugh at each other. Luo Yu wasn't embarrassed at all; she just stared at Xi Beizhan with wide, bewildered eyes.

Xi Beizhan blinked, smiled, and sat down next to Luo Yu, looking at her with a serious expression.

"Comrade Luo Yu, I have something to say to you."

Luo Yu blinked and nodded. "Go ahead."

Before he spoke, Xi Beizhan didn't think much of it, but when it came time to speak, his palms started sweating, and he was even more nervous than when he was fighting on the battlefield.

"Ahem, ah, well, I was just wondering, Comrade Luo Yu doesn't have a boyfriend, right?"

Luo Yu's eyes sparkled with amusement as she shook her head. "No, my second aunt already asked."

"Yes, really? You asked?"

Luo Yu nodded. "I've already asked."

"Ah, well, I've already asked. So, Comrade Luo Yu, would you mind having a boyfriend?"

Luo Yu blinked. "What do you mean? Comrade Xi, please speak frankly."

Was I not obvious enough last night? Pulling on the sleeve wasn't enough, I had to hold the hand?

Why is it so complicated to just confess your feelings?

Xi Beizhan closed his eyes, stood up, stood at attention, and stared intently at Luo Yu.

"Comrade Luo Yu, I've fallen in love with you at first sight and would like to develop a revolutionary friendship with you. What do you think?"

Looking at Xi Beizhan, who appeared serious on the surface but whose fingers were actually trembling slightly, Luo Yu suddenly felt like teasing him.

"Ah, friendship, huh? Okay, then from today onwards we'll be good friends. After all, you're Aunt Xi's nephew. Aunt Xi is good to me, so I don't mind giving her face and becoming your good friend."

Xi Beizhan was dumbfounded after hearing this.

No way, how did we become good friends?

Isn't revolutionary friendship supposed to mean dating? Why doesn't it mean that in her case?

Shaoyang, you bastard, you'll be back at work tomorrow.

Shao Yang was unaware that his tragic fate was about to begin, while Xi Beizhan was helpless in the face of Luo Yuqing's foolish gaze.

His wife is still young and doesn't seem to understand what love is yet; he needs to give her time.