Chapter 1527 Fubao Enrolls in School 1
Feng Qingxue heard a story about Dacron. It is hard to tell whether it is true or not. The person who made up the story may have intended to make fun of it.
A young man queued up to buy Dacron. Finally, it was his turn. As a result, there was only a small piece of Dacron, which was only enough to make a pair of waistbands. He gritted his teeth and bought it. He made a waistband to wear inside to show off that he had Dacron. At that time, people were proud to wear Dacron. In order to show off that he was wearing Dacron, he made a sign and hung it on his waist, which read "Dacron inside".
The story would have been fine if it ended here, but it just started.
One day, the young man had to go to the toilet urgently. It was inconvenient to bring the sign in, so he hung it at the door of the toilet. When he came out, he found a long line at the door. He asked everyone why they were queuing. As a result, the people in the line said, "Didn't you say that there was Dacron inside? Why hasn't it been sold yet? We are waiting to buy it!"
This shows how popular Dacron is.
Although Dacron is indeed stiff, smooth, wear-resistant, and easy to clean, it is not breathable. If you get caught in the rain or sweat profusely, the fabric will stick to your skin. Therefore, Feng Qingxue has never made Dacron clothes for her family. She has never worn two Dacron shirts made by Chen Xueniang for her.
Fubao didn't understand. She held the Dacron in front of Feng Qingxue and said, "Mom, please make me a nice shirt."
"Okay, I'll make it for you tomorrow. Put it back first." As long as the child's request is not excessive, Feng Qingxue is willing to meet them. When her daughter understands the comfort of Dacron and cotton, she probably won't pursue fashion blindly.
Yes, fashion, Dacron is now a fashion.
Even if this era abandons beauty, there are still many people who desire beauty.
Lu Erxiong stretched his ears to listen, and raised his chubby arms, "Mom, you can't be partial, I want to wear Dacron too, my sister said it's cool, I want to feel cool too."
Dun Dun and Zhuang Zhuang were curiously wandering around the house and the yard, and they didn't have so many requirements as him.
Lu Jiang said: "Okay, you have one, Dun Dun and Zhuang Zhuang have one, let mom make it for you, one for each of you, there are a few pieces of white Dacron in the room, you three can each have a pair of waistbands."
Lu Erxiong pouted, "My sister is a shirt, and it's our turn to become waistbands."
When talking about shirts, he made a big circle with his hands, and when talking about waistbands, he pinched his fingers to show his father's partiality.
"If you say that, there will be no waistbands." Feng Qingxue said.
The little guy shut up immediately.
After dinner and a bath, Wang Cuilan took the triplets to rest in the west room, Fubao slept alone, and the guards and orderly were arranged in the study. There were two bunk beds in the two rooms.
Feng Qingxue and Lu Jiang finally had their own space.
A short separation is better than a new marriage, and it is naturally indescribably refreshing.
"Do you miss me?" Lu Jiang couldn't help asking.
Feng Qingxue's charming eyes flew sideways, and the light was like water, "I miss you, my heart aches, only you, I wish there is a next life."
Lu Jiang kissed him fiercely, lips and teeth depended on each other, and the two tongues lingered, and they separated breathlessly after a long time. Feng Qingxue's face was flushed even more, and if there was light, it would be as beautiful as the sunset.
Lu Jiang's forehead was against hers, "I really hope time will stay at this moment."
Feng Qingxue lay on the bed, her hair like a waterfall scattered on the pillow, and smiled: "Then I really became a sinner of the country."