My mom's sewing machine
In the corner of my mother's bedroom was an old "Butterfly" sewing machine. The foot pedal was a bit loose and no longer easy to step on due to its age. The belt connecting the headstock to the spinning wheel had deteriorated, and the leather strips were a bit stiff. The duck feet were worn out and deformed, and the wood grain board of the machine was old and weathered. Nevertheless, my mother can occasionally move out to use. The alignment is already crooked, uneven, I said to my mother, how about throwing it away? I'll buy a new one for you, and buy an electric one to save some energy. My mother shook her head and said, "Although this sewing machine is old, I used to rely on it to sew thousands of clothes and pants, so it is a great credit. When my mother was free, she would take a soft cloth and wipe it several times, then use a small oil pot to oil the key parts of the machine, and carefully cover it with a gold velvet cloth when it was not in use, for fear of dust. This sewing machine has been with my mother for decades and has supported our family of seven children. We moved several times, but no matter where we moved to, my mother always took it with her.
