80s development history

Xin Wenfang was stunned when she received the New Year's gift bought by her son, and the tears in her eyes were about to fall.

It turned out that Xin Andong went to the department store without saying a word and bought that expensive woolen coat for 109 yuan. It would take three weeks to sell tea eggs to earn it, but Xin Andong spent a huge sum of money to buy it for his mother without saying a word. clothing.Xin Wenfang, who used to only pick up other people's old clothes, was completely moved by his youngest son's heart-warming behavior.

But what should be scolded is still scolded, "You child, the money left in your hands is burning like crazy, what do you think about buying such an impractical thing for 109 yuan?!" Xin Wenfang couldn't hold back the corners of her mouth. The arc of the mouth is still not letting go to reprimand the son, and the appearance of duplicity is no one.

Xin Andong naturally had an educated and sensible attitude, and would not fight back if he was beaten or scolded, "Yes, yes, I will pay more attention next time, but since I bought it this time, you can accept it, mom, it looks really nice."

"Really good-looking?" Xin Wenfang was delighted in her heart, and couldn't help asking. After asking, she realized that she shouldn't, and immediately forcibly put on a straight face. Smiling, "Forget it, this time Mom will have the cheek to take your New Year's gift, and I won't allow it next time!"

After the pretentious training, Xin's mother blushed secretly and excitedly pulled her husband to the room to try on new clothes. Xin Anqiu covered her mouth and smiled when she saw it, and secretly said to Xin Andong, "Look at Mom, I obviously like it." You're still putting on airs on purpose, if you really listen to her and take it back, I'm sure mom will be sulking with me for a while."

Xin Andong smiled, mother is naturally reluctant to spend money, they want to spend more on practical things when they have money, consumables such as clothes are flashy in Xin Wenfang's eyes, she can still live in old padded jackets, but when she really receives the clothes, she I was very happy again, because which woman doesn't like to dress up, and it's just that there are no conditions to not love.

"Third sister, I don't have much money this time. I only bought two large woolen scarves for you and second sister. Do you like them?" Xin Andong said guiltily, and took out two scarves, one yellow and one red, from one side of the bag. scarf.

As soon as Xin Anqiu saw it, he covered his mouth in surprise, and after taking the scarf, he couldn't help wrapping it around his neck immediately, screaming incessantly, "Oh my god, it's so pretty, little brother, you have really good eyesight!"

After the excitement was over, Xin Anqiu took off the scarf again in shame, and kept waving his hands, "No, brother, I can't accept your scarf. If I want to buy it myself, how can I spend your money!" The younger brother took her to sell tea. Damn, share her money, Xin Anqiu made a small profit, but after the Chinese New Year, my younger brother thought of buying something for her, but she didn't think about buying it for him, Xin Anqiu blushed with shame.

"Third Sister, do you think Second Sister looks good in this yellow scarf?" Xin Andong pretended not to hear what Third Sister said, and asked her.Although the second sister, Xin Anxia, ​​was still quiet and immersed in her own world, she no longer rejected her family members. When Xin Andong wrapped her a scarf, she obediently let him wrap it around. After putting it on, she raised her head and smiled.

Although Xin Anxia also inherited Mother Xin's big face, she has fair skin and smiling lips. She has been well-raised recently, her black hair is shiny, and she looks especially good when she smiles wearing a large yellow woolen scarf.

Xin Anqiu's eyes lit up, and he nodded in praise, "Second Sister, this yellow liner looks better on Second Sister than those girls in the city." , some envy.

Xin Andong naturally saw what the third sister was thinking, but in fact, because she could eat meat every now and then, the third sister's figure was much plumper than before, and she was a fifteen or sixteen year old girl, looking like a fresh flower.

He laughed and said, "Third Sister also looks good in a red scarf. The red color is brighter. I feel that Third Sister's mental state has improved a lot."

"Really?" Xin Anqiu raised the corners of his mouth in surprise.

Xin Andong affirmed, "Of course, if you don't believe me, you can ask Mom." At this moment, Xin Wenfang, who had already tried on the new clothes, walked out with a smile on her face, and happened to see the two daughters wearing beautiful scarves.

She looked at her son in surprise, and asked, "You also bought the scarves around your sister's neck?"

Xin Andong smiled casually, "Mom, it's not worth much money."

This youngest son is really not as caring as he is in the whole family. She bought it for her two older sisters. She just gave him a dark look and said, "You, having money in your pocket is better than anything else." , I’ll buy whatever your sister and the others want, just don’t worry about eating radish!” It means that you are not allowed to buy it again next time.

"Hee hee." Xin Andong pretended to be stupid.It was his intention to buy for his two sisters. If he has no money, he is willing to buy things for his family. He was still thinking about the two scarves just now, but he didn’t expect to be complained by his mother about spending money indiscriminately. .

When Xin Anqiu heard what her mother said, she felt at ease with the scarf given by her younger brother, and then walked around in front of Xin Wenfang wearing the scarf, and asked expectantly, "Mom, what do you think I'm wearing?"

"It looks good. Your younger brother has good eyesight. Red matches you." The family has no money, and the girl hasn't worn bright clothes for many years. Xin Wenfang's eyes are reddened by the thoughtfulness of her youngest son. She turns her head and looks at An Xia, who is wearing a yellow scarf. , and admired again, "Oh, there is Erya, her skin is good, the yellow is white, and the girl I gave birth to is a symbol."

Father Xin, who had obviously contracted the family's genetic improvement, looked at his daughter-in-law silly, without the slightest sense of being robbed of his credit.

Although Xin Andong didn't spend much time with his elder sister Xin Anchun, they treated everyone equally and bought a big blue woolen scarf, a pair of leather gloves for Father Xin, and a gift from grandparents. Xin Wenfang was curious about what his son bought. She loves him the most, and Xin Wenfang feels that it is impossible for the youngest son to forget the two elders even if he forgets anyone.

Sure enough, Xin Andong had been prepared for a long time, but when he took out a few balls of wool, Xin Wenfang was at a loss for words for a moment, "What are you doing with the balls of wool? Do you still want to knit sweaters for your grandpa?" She was willing to help the little girl. My son knits, but seeing the new year is approaching and the store is busy, Xin Wenfang really can't guarantee that he can knit the sweaters of the two elders before the new year.

Xin Andong didn't know what Xin's mother wanted her to help knitting. He took out a few balls of gray cashmere wool and smiled, and said, "Sweaters are warmer next to the skin. I don't think the ready-made sweaters in the mall are warm enough, so I plan to give them to my grandfather." Milk hand knitting, anyway, we are already on winter vacation, and I have plenty of time, I am fast, and two sweaters can be knitted soon."

The youngest son can also knit sweaters?Xin Wenfang glared at him with an annoyed smile, and grabbed the wool, "Come on, I raised you, why didn't I know you could knit sweaters, this wool is quite expensive, so don't let you waste it. In two nights, this sweater should be ready." No matter how hard it is, the gift from the son to the old man and the old lady must be finished.

The original body can't but he can. Xin Andong originally planned to knit by himself, how could he bother his mother, so he scratched his head and smiled, "Mom, I'm really not bragging, I went to the bookstore to find a way to teach knitting sweaters, Looking at the method above, it is actually not difficult. You must have been busy years ago. How could I not be ignorant and ask you to help weave. Besides, the gift must be sincere. I want to weave it for my grandma, so that they can feel my heart as a grandson. "

Although his son said it seriously, Xin Wenfang still didn't believe it, and teased, "The books are all false. You don't know if your fingers can bend. How can you knit a sweater."

"How about this, mom, I'll weave a section for you to check first. If it's unqualified, you can dismantle and re-weave it again. It won't delay you for long. Is this okay?" Xin Andong had no choice but to propose this.

"You child, if you become like this, if you succeed, Mom will let you weave!"

Xin Wenfang felt that her son was going to suffer. There are several boys in eight villages who know how to knit sweaters. He agreed, but in fact he didn't care about it, he was just waiting to clean up the mess for his son.

However, who would have thought that after a few days, the youngest son would show her the half-finished product, and Xin Wenfang almost lost her eyeballs. She touched the sweater knitted by the youngest son with three small rows. The stitches were tight, smooth to the touch, and the tightness was just right. The stitching method is not a common flat stitch, and the pattern is something that Xin Wenfang has never seen before.

She looked at her youngest son, really underestimated him, and said with a smile, "That's right, he is better at knitting than your mother. When mother is free, you have to be a teacher to teach mother."

"I'm so embarrassed by Mom's boasting, okay, when Mom is free, I'll teach you." In his previous life, he lived alone, and the sweaters he bought in the mall were prone to neck allergies. In the end, Xin Andong had no choice but to find a book on knitting sweaters to study on his own. His hands are nimble and his mind is full of ingenuity, which really taught him a lot of knitting techniques. needle, knitting the sweater is fast and beautiful, Xin Andong smiled and asked again, "Mom, did you meet the standard?"

"Meet the standard! Exceed the standard!"

Xin Anqiu was shocked when she knew that her younger brother could knit sweaters. She didn’t expect that her younger brother not only studied better than her, but also looked better than her, and now he even knits sweaters better than her crooked stitches. She couldn’t help but sigh. , and let these girls live.

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There are less than ten days before the Chinese New Year, and now every household is buying new year's goods, Xin Andong is busy knitting sweaters for the two elders and has no time to accompany Tong Zhenghaolang.Tong Zhenghao, who had been rejected several times and had to play with other friends, felt that Dongzi was in a bad mood, so he left his friend and ran to Xin's Lobster Restaurant.

When Xin Wenfang saw him, she happily asked if she wanted to eat lobster. Tong Zhenghao thanked him politely and asked where Dongzi was. Naturally, Xin's mother would not hide it from him and asked him to go to the backyard to find her youngest son.

When Tong Zhenghao asked, he immediately grinned and ran happily to the backyard, just in time to see his good brother sitting on the ponytail, basking in the sun while knitting a sweater with his fingers nimbly.

His white and tender fingers moved back and forth in the gray wool lightly like a ballet dancer with extraordinary dancing skills. Tong Zhenghao was stunned and shouted, "Dongzi, tell me, are you a woman disguised as a man?!" Otherwise Why do you still have the peculiar skill of knitting sweaters?

Shouldn't boys be as clumsy as he is?Tong Zhenghao fell into self-doubt.

Xin Andong was taken aback by his sudden ear-shattering voice, and then his head was covered with black lines, he gritted his teeth and turned his head, "Tong Zhenghao, are you tired of working?"

Dare to say he is a girl!