Siheyuan: This is really immoral

"Jingru is fiddling with the radio. She loves to find channels these days. She is so obsessed with it."

Lin Zhuang nodded, handed him the package in his hand, and said, "The clothes I made at the silk shop a few days ago are ready. Would you like to try them on?"

Xiao Dang was still feeling upset about not being able to ride a bicycle, but Qin Huairu couldn't contain her excitement. She took the package, opened it, looked at it, touched the material, and with tears in her eyes, she shouted into the house:

"Jingru, Linzhuang has sent some new clothes. Do you want some?"

Kick, kick, kick...

In a flash, the sound of hurried footsteps coming down the stairs came into the yard. Lin Zhuang shook his head. He couldn't hear the talking in the yard, but when he heard the rustling of new clothes, he came down. Later, he would pull her ears up and down to see if there was a filter installed.

After Qin Jingru came down, her eyes were shining as she stared at the package in her sister's hand, completely unaware of Lin Zhuang next to her.

He rushed to Qin Huairu's side, touched the Dacron on her, and said, "Sister, this dress is amazing. It feels so much more comfortable than the one we wear... It's really amazing..."

Qin Huairu saw that she was heartless and only cared about her clothes, and was afraid that her indifference would anger Lin Zhuang, so she couldn't help but remind him:

"Jingru..."

However, before she could say anything, Lin Zhuang grabbed her ear and said:

"Jingru, you only have clothes in your eyes, not your brother Linzhuang, right?"

When Qin Jingru raised her head after hearing what was said, she also noticed Qin Huairu's eyes. She suddenly realized what was going on and immediately hugged Lin Zhuang's arm and started to act coquettishly.

"Brother Linzhuang, you misunderstood... I am just excited to see the new clothes. I have never worn Dacron before, so Brother Linzhuang must be the most important. No matter how great this dress is, it is not as great as Brother Linzhuang, and it is even less important than Brother Linzhuang..."

"Really?"

"Yeah...of course!"

"Then you don't want your clothes for now?"

"No, absolutely not!"

Her miserly look made Lin Zhuang and Qin Jingru laugh. Looking at them standing in the sun, Lin Zhuang suggested:

"Don't stand in the sun anymore. Go inside and try on your clothes."

In fact, they had already been impatient to try them on. As soon as Lin Zhuang spoke, they immediately cheered and walked into the house.

Afterwards, the two adults and one child were about to go upstairs with their clothes. However, no matter how much Lin Zhuang tried to persuade them, they refused to let him change clothes in the same room with them. Even when Lin Zhuang repeatedly assured them that they were just changing clothes in the same room, they still refused with blushing faces.

Lin Zhuang was helpless and muttered, "I have done what I should do, but I am not happy about changing clothes."

Maybe it’s because Lin Zhuang has never had a good relationship in his two lives. I don’t know where this shyness comes from.

Lin Zhuang did not follow him upstairs, but changed into his own Dacron shirt on the first floor. It was indeed more comfortable to wear than the cotton shirts he wore nowadays, mainly because there was no air conditioning or fan at that time.

Lin Zhuang was waiting calmly on the first floor. He knew that the Qin sisters would definitely take a long time to change clothes, and they definitely wouldn't need a set like his.

As expected, everyone was basically wearing a Dacron shirt, and it took a full twenty minutes for them to come down. Lin Zhuang watched them come down like they were wearing sister outfits, with Xiao Dang being held in the middle by two people, and asked:

"How's the clothing? Is it comfortable?"

Qin Jingru's chattering mouth started again, saying:

"Hey, Brother Linzhuang, this dress is just like its name. It is much cooler when put on. The material is also very comfortable. It is not like the clothes we wore before, which were hot and irritating to the skin."

Qin Huairu also nodded and explained, "My parents' clothes when they work in the fields, not to mention the damage to their skin from carrying loads or doing manual labor, even if a girl in the city wears them for a walk, her skin will probably get rubbed red in places."

Then the two walked up to Lin Zhuang, turned around at the same time, and asked in unison: "How is it? Does it look good?"

Lin Zhuang touched his chin and looked at them carefully. The two of them had curvy figures. Although they were just ordinary pants and shirts, one could still see the curves of their bodies hidden under the clothes, especially when they were spinning. Lin Zhuang said truthfully:

"It looks good. It looks nice on you."

Lin Zhuang thought that although she could not compare with the beauties of later generations who had achieved the pinnacle of beauty and makeup, nowadays she basically did not wear any makeup, and her bare face made her look more spiritual and real.

After hearing the praise, Qin Huairu and Qin Jingru happily fiddled with the corners of their clothes, trying to make them look more neat.

After a while, when the novelty wore off, Qin Huairu and Lin Zhuang said:

"Are you going to have lunch at home? Jingru and I will go upstairs and change our clothes and put them away."

After Lin Zhuang told her about having dinner at home, he asked, "Put it away? Why do you want to put it away?"

"Keep it. Such nice clothes should be kept and worn on important days in the future, such as the Chinese New Year or something like that."

Lin Zhuang held his forehead with his hand and smiled bitterly, and said to her: "Let's just say, have you ever thought that the name of this dress is indeed cool? You said you want to keep it for the New Year, you think winter is too hot, right?"

Qin Huairu was confused by what he said, it seemed like, it seemed like there was some truth in it!

"But...but I just want to keep it."

Qin Jingru next to her also felt that this behavior was a bit stupid, but it seemed normal to keep the good clothes to wear, right?

Lin Zhuang said to them, "Why keep it? You have to change into the two sets of clothes I bought for you this summer, otherwise I won't buy you any clothes next year!"

Qin Jingru was anxious and asked, "Next year? Brother Linzhuang, do you mean we can still buy new clothes next year?"

"Of course. As long as you behave and don't do anything to keep it, I'll buy you new coats in the winter."

"Yeah, there are new coats for winter!"

Qin Huairu, who was standing next to him, wanted to say something and asked, "Linzhuang, this..."

Lin Zhuang thought he was going to say something about saving money again, so he interrupted him and said, "If you want to save money, then I won't buy yours."

Qin Huairu knew that Lin Zhuang had misunderstood her meaning, so she touched her nose and said:

"Well... I just want to ask, I have a winter coat, the one made for me, can you make two thin ones? My parents have rheumatism, and the clothes in the countryside are also very poor..."