Now there was seven jins, it was sufficient.
In fact, the kids' side had a seven-pound quilt there, but starting this year, Da Wa and Er Wa have to sleep next door. San Wa could still come over and sleep with her and Zhou Qing Bai.
So the brothers need theirs. Father Zhou and Mother Zhou could only get another one made.
After cotton and the cloth were settled, Lin Qing He came over to find her old acquaintance.
This old acquaintance was a retired female worker whom Lin Qing He had known before. They met during the meat transaction. The quilt she had previously given to Zhou Xiao Mei as a wedding gift was made by her.
"Young lady, where did you buy these few pounds of cotton? Such good quality" remarked the old lady with bright eyes.
"The black market. If you want, I will give you a code. There are still some over there." Lin Qing He replied.
"OK, I'll check it out later." The little old lady nodded.
"You can make a quilt with these seven jins of cotton. I will come over and get the good from you half a month later." Lin Qing He said.
"It doesn't take half a month. You can collect it after seven days." stated the little old lady.
Lin Qing He and her were familiar acquaintances and nodded. She whispered: "Next time I come, I can bring some meat for you, Ma'am. How much do you want?"
"If you have, bring more. Doesn't matter what meat." The old lady responded quickly.
"OK." Lin Qing He promised.
At this time, people were still honest. What's more, the old lady was in this industry too. So no need to be afraid of her embezzling her things, unless she didn't want to work in this industry.
However, taking Zhou Xiao Mei's quilt from last time as an example. Lin Qing He still had some trust in her. She did an excellent job with it.
After leaving the old lady, Lin Qing He came to the mall to buy knitting wool.
She intended to knit a vest for Zhou Qing Bai and her three sons, so she doesn't need to make new clothes. Last year's one was still new.
After some contemplation, she bought some for Father Zhou and Mother Zhou, which was enough for the two of them.
After buying knitting wool, she headed to the supply and demand cooperative and bought some extra materials. She didn't stay any longer and rode the bike home.
"Didn't get cotton?" Mother Zhou asked when she saw her return with a bag of knitting wool and no cotton.
"I did. I asked someone to make it. It won't be that quick. I will get it in a few days." Lin Qing He replied.
"Will it be unreliable?" Mother Zhou couldn't resist and uttered.
"It won't. The quilt I gave Xiao Mei last time was made by this person." Lin Qing He assured.
Then she divided some wool out of that package, which was enough to make two sweaters, and said to Mother Zhou: "This is for you and Father. I need to knit for Qing Bai and the boys, so I'm pretty busy. Mother, take it home and knit it yourself."
"Making a quilt, and still buy wool back." Mother Zhou remarked embarrassedly.
"Take it back." Lin Qing He didn't act reserved with her on this. She set aside and started preparing for lunch.
Lunch was a bit simple. In the morning, she grabbed a handful of edible fungus to soak before going out. Now it was ready.
A plate of cool fungus, a plate of eggplant and meat bits, and another tomato and egg drop soup as the finishing touch.
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[Part 1] Back To The Sixties: Farm, Get Wealthy & Raise The Cubs
Historical FictionLin Qing He transmigrated into a novel and became one of its cannon fodders. The novel's background is non-viable 1960s, a time of want to eat but nothing to eat and want to wear but nothing to wear. Although there is a lack of supplies and life was...