TGDS Chapter 41.7

Good Dad System (Arc 4) Chapter 42.3: The Eccentric Dad In The Chronicles (29)

At first, Zhu Zhenzhen didn’t react. She stared in amazement as her husband handed the torn quilt to her father-in-law. After being hit twice by her father-in-law, her father-in-law sat at the sewing machine in the room and professionally moved the quilt by stepping on it. He mended the quilt in no time and also sewed several clustered plum blossoms in the opening for them to cover up the marks of the mending. When she touched it with her hand, she didn’t feel any pain at all.

 

Pei Naochun was not happy about being praised, his body just stiffened.

 

What can he do, he is desperate too!

 

It was easy to learn how to use a sewing machine in this era, but it was a skill to embroider with a sewing machine. Although Li Xiuzhi could sew things every day, it hurt her eyes to sew by hand, especially under dim lights. It was not as easy as using a machine. He hardened the shame in his heart and taught them many times, but these people just couldn’t learn. They could only sew the stitches evenly, but they didn’t know how to think divergently, such as how to cover up a tear, and how to modify a large piece of clothing to fit the body shape.

 

Of course, in this era, there is actually no such condition to pursue exquisiteness. What is more frightening is that they have an aesthetic that makes Pei Naochun unbelievable. If you say that when your family does not have such conditions, you can just piece together any cloth randomly, but now that you have some conditions, why do you still do it so recklessly? To give an appropriate example, it is ripped jeans and beggar pants. They are also patched, but Pei Naochun’s patchwork feels quite special. They patchwork – what a simple and honest people’s aura.

 

It’s just that people’s bottom line is always getting lower and lower. Although it’s shameful, it can make money! Pei Naochun took all kinds of jobs abroad under his wife’s name. His skills became more and more skilled. When he sewed by hand, he raised his little finger and held the fine needle in his big hand, dancing around. When he used the machine, he was wider than the machine, but the force when stepping on it was just right, as if he was playing music.

 

—Yes, not feminine at all, Pei Naochun firmly believes so. Aren’t there still male embroidery masters in the future? There are also many male fashion designers!

 

Seeing that the meal had not arrived yet and his two sons had not returned home, Pei Naochun planned to mend his clothes first. Zhu Zhenzhen followed closely behind him. She firmly believed that she could learn it if she watched more. At least she could help her father-in-law. She could mend the clothes that his father-in-law had drawn.

 

Pei Naochun sat in front of the sewing machine. This was his exclusive position. The clothes that were not finished yesterday were still on the table. He explained to his daughter-in-law while busying himself: “Look, I made four gathering lines at the waist. Jiancheng said that this is a girl’s dress, and it would look better if the waist was narrower. And the shoulders, the size he gave me was a bit narrow for a girl, so I widened it a little bit, and also gave her a shoulder pad made of cotton cloth…” What he said were all common routines in later generations, but they were quite novel in this era .

 

Zhu Zhenzhen kept nodding, intending to remember all of this in her heart. Suddenly, she felt some movement behind her. She turned around and saw her brother-in-law: “Dad, Jiancheng is back.” In the past few years, Pei Jiancheng went home quite often. With the help of Pei Naochun, the team leader gave him a part-time job, which was to look for information about fish farming in newspapers and bookstores, or write letters to those animal husbandry stations and university teachers, and then go home to guide the village. The salary was not high, but it was a few yuan each time. Over the years, it was enough to pay half of Pei Jiancheng’s tuition for secondary technical school.

 

Pei Jiancheng was standing at the door. As soon as he entered the room and saw that there was no one there, he knew that his father should be there. But after lifting the door curtain, he found it difficult to speak. No matter how many times he had seen it, he still felt that there was something wrong when he saw his father operating the sewing machine.

 

But at the same time, he felt grateful. Isn’t it for this family that his father works so hard?

 

“You’re back.” Pei Naochun put away the last bit of his tail, “Jiancheng, your friend’s dress is just finished, you can take it back to her when the time comes.” As dedicated as he was, he did not forget to do a final check. He then noticed that there were two hidden buttons missing. He did not delay and immediately picked up the embroidery needle next to him, raised his little finger, and his hands moved quickly, and soon sewed the small light white buttons on.

 

Dad’s big hands, the buttons that are not as big as his fingernails, the thin embroidery needles, the raised little fingers…it’s still very strange after all.

 

“Well, Dad, my school will have exams next week, and I will get my diploma then.” Pei Jiancheng added that he came home this time because he had something important to discuss with his father, “Dad, I have something to tell you.”

 

Pei Naochun realized something, he stopped and glanced at Zhu Zhenzhen.

 

Zhu Zhenzhen walked out immediately: “Dad, I’ll go see Xiao Zhuzi first.” she respected her father-in-law and brother-in-law very much, and she didn’t understand what they were talking about.

 

After his sister-in-law left, Pei Jiancheng walked to his father’s side. His father was carefully folding the clothes he had just made. His father was very good at folding clothes. Every time he brought clothes back, he didn’t dare to unpack them, for fear that he would not be able to restore them. A few times, someone asked him how he folded them, and he could only wave his hands and said he didn’t know.

 

“Dad, the school has confirmed that there will be no job assignment after graduation.” Pei Jiancheng sighed. Over the past few years, he has returned home more often and has become more aware of the hardships of his family. He hopes that the school will continue to assign jobs, not only because he wants to stay in the city, but also because he does not want to be a burden to his family.

 

Pei Naochun had already folded the clothes: “Have you asked those questions you mentioned before?” He looked up at his son.