Cannon fodder stepmother dressed as a male protagonist

Chapter 1613 Arrange as you please!
Sun Qing was speechless immediately.

Jiang Huai was cleaning the house, Sun Qing and Sun Youcai said a few more words, and then went to help Jiang Huai clean the house.

……

Jianghuai puts clothes in categories, putting spring and summer clothes together, and putting autumn and winter clothes separately.

Put the worn ones aside, and put the unworn ones aside.

By the time she entered the room, Jiang Huai was almost done.

Jiang Huai pointed to a pile of Sun Qing's clothes and said, "I'll send these at the post office tomorrow."

Sun Qing pulled it a few times, saw a lot of winter clothes, and when he saw the styles, his eyes immediately lit up.

"Husband, you don't need to bring winter clothes in Xia City. Take out the winter clothes here. The post office weighs them by the catty. If you can't fit them, you won't take them with you. Save money!"

As soon as Sun Qing put his hand on the winter coat, Jiang Huai took it away.

"Tell me about you. Why do people buy so many clothes if they have nothing to do? As long as they have something to wear. I don't want to give these away..." Wang Tielan felt distressed again.

After a few seconds, he began to scold his daughter.

Sun Qing immediately smiled and said, "Xia City is not cold."

Sun Qing immediately laughed out loud, pretending that she couldn't tell, those clothes were specially made by her for the boss to see.

Before Sun Qing could speak, she took the first step, and said: "We put away such good clothes, and we won't give them away. It's a pity. Did you spend a lot of money when you bought them?" Wang Tielan is real Distressed, look at this, then look at that.

"Not bad for those few dollars!"

"Give it to Sun Min and her sister-in-law, they are not fat." Sun Qing said casually.

Seeing that she was serious, Sun Qing hurriedly comforted her: "Don't let the villagers watch our house? There are also houses here, we don't sell them. Those who live nearby are not allowed to give them anything, please be careful. Say, let them take a look at it. Don’t let us get homesick and come back when we see the house, it’s all collapsed, and there’s no place to live!”

Why don't you let her touch her own clothes?
Afraid that Sun Qing would say anything else, Jiang Huai hurriedly grabbed her hand and led her to a pile of unworn clothes.

Sun Qing immediately smiled and said, "Then put a trick mouse at home, and let the mouse eat the fluffy nest!"

Wang Tielan slapped her forehead: "I forgot."

What's more... Anyway, she specially made the clothes for the boss to see.

Sun Qing couldn't help but clicked his tongue a few times in his heart, and he was quite good at making arrangements.

"Why give away such good clothes? Let's keep them for ourselves."

Sun Qing rolled her eyes, and went to look for Wang Tielan with a pile of thick cotton-padded clothes in her arms.

"Mom, I didn't take these cotton-padded clothes away. I only wore them a few times, and they were as good as new ones. You can give them to anyone who doesn't like them!"

Be careful~

When Wang Tielan heard that she was about to give it away, she immediately stared.

"These have never been worn, and those with tags, and those without tags, are all put here, whoever you want to give it to!"

When Wang Tielan heard what her daughter said, she became worried again.

"It's just like a new one. I'm afraid it will be damaged by touching it, and you still give it away."

Jiang Huai nodded: "You can arrange whatever you want."

When the girl said this, Wang Tielan turned around a little bit.

Sun Qing hurriedly coaxed: "Mom, these clothes are all worn by me, they won't dislike them, right?"

When Wang Tielan heard what her daughter said, she immediately poohed.

"It's too late for them to have fun, and they still hate it? They hate it~ In our village, they are rushing to ask for a piece of rotten cloth as a gift? Not to mention such good clothes. Many people in the village still wear the clothes they are wearing now. What about the patch?"

(End of this chapter)