"Okay, then Aunt Hong, please ask the aunt if she has time, the premise is that you can't go around publicizing, Aze and I don't want to make everyone know for the time being."

"Good, good." Liu Juan responded in one bite.

From beginning to end, Long Chen watched Chen Mengtian talk to his mother with a confused expression.

Chen Mengtian said goodbye to Liu Juan and left with less than half of the clothes and fabrics she had made, as well as the sewing basket.

And after Liu Juan instructed Chen Long, she also left the house.

After Chen Mengtian went home, he put aside the clothes he had made for Jiang Zebei.

She decided to make a millet pillow first.

There was millet in the utility room, Chen Mengtian took out the millet and dried it, and she went back to the house and started making pillowcases.

The pillowcase is still very good to make.

Originally, I only planned to make a pillowcase, but after I finished it, I thought of Jiang Zebei again.

She cut some more cloth and made an identical pillowcase.

The pillow cores were also made one each.

When she was done, she went out of the house and brought in the millet from outside.

Divide the millet into two parts, put each into the pillow core, and seal the mouth with a needle and thread.

After making two millet pillows, Chen Mengtian couldn't wait to put them on the bed and try the feeling of pillows.

Not to mention, it really made her find a bit of a modern pillow.

Much more comfortable than a wooden pillow.

Chen Mengtian got up, put away the wooden pillows that belonged to her on the bed, and put them in the cabinet.

She won't use this thing in the future.

Looking outside, it was still early.

She continued to make clothes for Jiang Zebei.

The caftan already has a rough outline.

This time I can almost finish the kaftan worn inside, except for the details of the edges and corners, I don't have time to collect it.

When Jiang Zebei came back in the evening, he could let him try whether the cheongsam would fit or not.

The outshirt will be made tomorrow, and there is a belt, as long as she is diligent for two days, and the clothes can be made in three days.

Chen Mengtian sat indoors, on a stool against the window, next to the warm-burning coal stove, making clothes for Jiang Zebei.

Time passed slowly, and in the blink of an eye, the sky darkened.

Chen Mengtian finished the sleeves of the cheongsam, she broke the needle and thread in her hand, and put the finished gown without the sleeves and collar corners on the bed with the sewing basket.

It was getting dark, and although Jiang Zebei hadn't come back at this time, she estimated that she would be back soon.

Chen Mengtian stretched his waist and moved a few times before leaving the inner room and walking to the kitchen.

Regardless of Jiang Zebei, Chen Baojie, and Chen Ping, they have eaten or not.

She made more for dinner.

However, it turns out that she was right.

Halfway through the meal, there was movement outside the door.

It was Chen Ping, Chen Baojie, father and son, and Jiang Zebei who came back.

Chen Mengtian was stir-frying, and when she heard movement outside the kitchen, she put the cooked vegetables on a plate and walked outside.

Just as he saw it, Jiang Zebei pulled the ox cart into the yard and bolted it to the stone pier.

Chen Ping and Chen Baojie, father and son, stood in the courtyard.

Looking at the three of them, Chen Mengtian said loudly: "You came back late enough, have you all eaten?" ”

"Nope!"

As soon as Chen Baojie spoke, although his voice was loud, his voice was hoarse.

"What's going on with this voice? On fire? Chen Mengtian laughed.

Chen Baojie stretched out his hand and pinched his throat, coughing softly, "Oh, I shouted in the restaurant today." ”

Jiang Zebei tied the ox cart, turned around and glanced at Chen Baojie, "Cousin, let's say a few words." ”

Chen Baojie pinched his throat and nodded to Jiang Zebei.

Then, Jiang Zebei explained to Chen Mengtian.