Chapter 1367: When He Grows Up, I'm Afraid He'll Be a Glutton

As the two were speaking, Xiao Fu and Xiao Mu also looked over, and the two of them were also waiting for what came next.

Qiu Shaofeng smiled and said, "Today my master let me handle the ingredients alone, and he even praised me."

Xiao Fu spoke first: "That is indeed good news. Your master is a straightforward person; treat him well and show him filial piety in the future."

Qiu Shaofeng smiled sheepishly: "I know. My master told me that Factory Director Zheng and the workshop director made the arrangements; I'm afraid Liu Chuxue had a lot to do with it."

Xia Qiu chimed in at this moment: "It must be. Otherwise, why would Factory Director Zheng know who you are and make a special call? When Liu Chuxue gets back, you must thank her properly."

Qiu Shaofeng nodded with a smile: "That's for sure."

If it weren't for his sister-in-law, how could he have gotten such a good job? His master had told him that with his current drive, he could take the grading exam next year; just thinking about it made him excited.

He kept in his heart the kindness his sister-in-law had shown his whole family; if there was ever a place where he could be of use, he would definitely give his full support.

As the three were talking, crying sounds came from inside the room.

Hearing it was her son who had woken up, Xiao Mu said, "Well, he smelled the aroma of the food and woke up."

Xiao Fu, however, smiled and added, "When he grows up, I'm afraid he'll be a glutton."

Hearing this, Xiao Mu became unhappy: "What are you saying? No father should talk about his own son like that."

Just as she came out holding her son, Chunxiao returned: "I'm back."

Xiao Fu glanced at his youngest daughter: "Why are you back at this hour? Hurry and give your eldest sister a hand."

Today, she didn't complain; she put down her schoolbag and followed them into the kitchen.

After bringing the dishes to the table, she sat down beside Xiao Fu: "Dad, can you call my second sister and ask her if she managed to borrow that military uniform for me?"

Xia Qiu looked at her: "Didn't you say that the literary performance was postponed?"

Chunxiao said with a face full of excitement: "The performance was postponed, but the street committee where the school is located has a comfort performance. The school recommended several programs, and the one our class prepared was selected. Isn't it that our class monitor wanted to ask for my help?"

Xia Qiu really didn't want to discourage her; she was clearly being used, yet she felt so good about herself, thinking the class monitor needed her, wearing such a smug expression—it was truly unbearable to watch.

Xiao Fu looked at his youngest daughter: "Before, your second brother-in-law already borrowed one for someone. You said the performance was postponed and it wasn't needed for now; how much time has passed, and now you want to borrow it again?"

Chunxiao felt a bit embarrassed: "This isn't something I can control. We prepared for that program for so long; whether it's the performance or the street-organized comfort performance, we all want to perform well. That can't be wrong, right?"

Xiao Fu felt somewhat troubled, but under his youngest daughter's expectant gaze, he had to nod: "Alright, I'll use the phone at the unit tomorrow to make the call. When do you need it?"

Hearing this, Chunxiao became happy: "Next Sunday; preferably, it could be delivered on Friday so there's time for everyone to alter the clothes."

Xia Qiu reminded her: "If you really manage to borrow it, you must make it clear to your classmates. Using needles and thread to take in the waist or hem the edges is fine, but absolutely do not cut the clothes. If the size really needs changing, it will be your second brother-in-law who suffers."

Chunxiao said with a self-satisfied expression: "Don't worry, eldest sister. I already told them."

The next day, when a young soldier came to ask Fu Yan Cheng to take a call, Liu Chuxue went along with him.

It turned out the caller was Xiao Fu. Hearing that he wanted to borrow a military uniform again, and that Fu Yan Cheng had already agreed, Liu Chuxue took the phone directly: "Dad, Fu Yan Cheng is injured. Even if the clothes are borrowed, they can't be delivered. If she must use them, she should come and pick them up herself."