Pampered in the Eighties

BPE Chapter 2

Mengmeng is still a milk baby, and she only eats milk all day long.

"Oh, oh, Our little mengmeng yawn." Madam Feng took Mengmeng from Su Wan's arms, her voice was as sweet as honey: "Our Mengmeng yawned, are you sleepy? Don't worry, grandma will take you to bed."

The weather is cold as winter, but the cute house is warm like spring. Old lady Feng shook the cradle gently and sang the lullaby over and over again: "Blue sea, blue sky, seagulls flying in the clouds, the fisherman's grandfather is smiling, the fisherman's children are smiling..."

When Mengmeng finally fell asleep, she looked at Mengmeng's little face and smiled proudly: "Since you were born, Mengmeng has changed day by day. Look at how cute she is."Standing on the edge of the cradle are Mengmeng's closest relatives, Feng Yimin's heart has melted like water, "Mom, Mengmeng seemed to have glanced at me just now."

"What's looking at you?" Madam Feng rolled her eyes unceremoniously, pointed to herself and said, "She's looking at me."

Feng Yimin touched his nose and didn't dare to say anything. He walked slowly to the bed and tightened the quilt for Su Wan. The two women, Mother and daughter were his sweet burdens.Madam Feng looked at Mengmeng, but she was thinking about another thing.

The old people usually prepare clothes for their future children. She, as a mother-in-law, also prepared some small clothes in advance. So now the problem comes, Mengmeng was born, such a delicate little girl, of course, can't wear the smelly clothes worn by her brothers.

Madam Feng made a decision in her heart and decided to make new clothes for Mengmeng.She hurried back to the main room, removed two wooden boxes, took out the keychain from the back waist, opened the door of the cupboard, took a piece of fabric from the top layer, and twisted it with her hands, it was soft and soft , but still not enough.

This is not difficult for Mrs. Feng. She closed the cabinet, walked out the door with the cloth in between, stood in the yard and shouted: "The second family, the third family, come here."

Mrs. Feng has three sons, the second and third are separated after they get married, and they live not far away, just on the left and right sides. Their fisherman's house is worthless, and they can build it up by picking up some rocks on the mountain. Even though they are built in the big li, every household still has a yard.

After listening to Mrs. Feng's call, Zhao Chunhua and Chen Hongmei came over quickly, and were directly instructed by Mrs. Feng, "It's this piece of cloth, knead it hard for me."

With her sharp eyes, Chen Hongmei recognized this piece of cloth at a glance. Isn't this what her mother-in-law kept saving? She has been reluctant to use it for several years. During her marriage and confinement, she did ask for several times that her teeth become sore, "Mom, this cloth is more than a yard, enough to make clothes for five babies and six babies, what a waste kneading it. ."

Madam Feng didn't even think about it and said, "Who told you to make clothes for five babies and six babies?

You think it's beautiful? Why don't you just tell me to make clothes for yourself?"

"I, I..." Chen Hongmei was embarrased, she has been coveting this piece of cloth for a long time, the color is pure army green, and has thick cotton which is made in Shanghai, and the size is just enough for her. If she could wear clothes made from this cloth, she would have no regrets in her death.

She was unhappy and didn't dare to reply. After holding it for a long time, she came up with a sentence: "Six baby's first birthday is coming, and I want to make one for him."Old Madam Feng's eyes widened. Although she was annoyed, she still pressed her voice and said, "Young Sanjia, why are your so shallow? Is this cloth yours, so you dare to ask for it? Tell me, is it yours. It's for Mengmeng, knead it for me."