Chapter 125 (1/2)

Now there are seven Jin, which is enough.

In fact, they have a seven Jin quilt over there, but since this year, they have to sleep next door, and they can come to sleep with her and Zhou Qingbai.

So their brothers also need it. Zhou's father and mother have to do something else.

When cotton and cloth are finished, Lin Qinghe comes to find her old acquaintance.

This old acquaintance is a retired female worker whom Lin Qinghe knew before. She knew him when buying meat. She made the quilt that she married Zhou Xiaomei with before.

”Big sister, where do you buy these Jin of cotton, so good?” Said the old lady, her eyes shining.

”On the black market side, I'll give you a signal if you want. There are still some there.” Said Lin Qinghe.

”Yes, I'll see later.” The little old lady nodded.

”You can make a quilt out of these seven Jin cotton. I'll come here to pick up the goods in half a month.” Said Lin Qinghe.

”In less than half a month, you can come and get it in seven days.” Said the little old lady.

Lin Qinghe and she are old-fashioned, nodded and whispered: ”next time you can bring some meat to my mother, how much do you want?”

”If you bring me more, I don't care about meat.” The old lady hears the words and hurries.

”OK.” Lin Qinghe is ready.

At this time, the people are still simple, and the old lady also does this. She is not afraid that she will not dare to do her things unless she doesn't want to.

However, there was Zhou Xiaomei's quilt last time as an example. Lin Qinghe still has some trust in her. Last time, the quilt was made very well.

When the old lady left, Lin Qinghe came to the mall to buy wool.

She plans to knit another vest and sweater for Zhou Qingbai and her three sons. The new clothes won't need to be made. Last year's are still new.

But after thinking about it, I bought a little for Zhou Fu and Zhou Fu. It's enough for the old couple to have one.

After buying wool, he came to the supply and marketing agency and bought some other materials, so he didn't leave much. He rode his bicycle back to the village.

”Didn't buy cotton?” Mother Zhou asked when she saw that she had brought a bag of wool, but there was no cotton.

”Yes, but I'll have it done. It's not that fast. I'll get it in a few days.” Said Lin Qinghe.

”Is it not reliable?” When the mother of Zhou heard the words, she couldn't help saying.

”There's nothing unreliable. The quilt I gave Xiaomei last time was made by this man.” Said Lin Qinghe.

Then I separated some wool from the package, enough to make two sweaters, and gave it to mother Zhou: ”this is for your mother and father. I want to knit it for big green baby. It's busy. Take it back to your mother and knit it by yourself.”

”I made quilts and bought some wool.” ”I'm sorry,” said mother Zhou.

”Take it back.” Lin Qinghe is not polite to her, so she starts to prepare lunch.

Lunch is simple. She caught a handful of fungus before going out in the morning, and now it's ready.

A plate of cold agaric, a plate of Eggplant and meat foam, and a tomato and egg soup.

The main food is white bread.

Although the dish is simple, Lin Qinghe is willing to give up oil. Whether it's cold agaric or eggplant mince, it's very fragrant.

It's a meal.

After lunch, Lin Qinghe began to direct big boy to twine some wool balls.

Big baby brothers also complained: ”Niang you didn't buy any food to come back this time.”