Traveling through ancient times to farm and raise cubs with a golden finger

Chapter 169 Embroidery
The two walked to the intersection, greeted each other and went home.

Walking alone on the way home, Yu Xiaoxiao didn't increase her speed, she still kept her slow pace, although her hands and feet were very steady, but very slow.

It’s fine if I didn’t notice it before, but now I can’t be sloppy, let’s just say that there is a book walker beside me, she is used to the current life, and she is very satisfied with the current life, so she doesn’t want to any changes.

It took quite a while to wander home, and Yu Xiaoxiao was somewhat unaccustomed to it.

After eating, Yu Xiaoxiao went out again. She felt that she had to integrate into the group to better learn to hide herself.

After sitting at the entrance of the village for a while, many of the older ones couldn't hold on and began to doze off, while the younger ones were still energetic, but there were no one talking to her, so she could only watch this scene silently. , Listen to the gossip and parents who are talking about gossip.

It was like this for three days in a row, and gradually the gossip and parental gossip she heard began to repeat, Yu Xiaoxiao insisted on listening for a long time, and then felt that it was boring.

I didn't stay any longer, and walked home slowly.

After entering the door, I saw my sister-in-law sitting in the yard, talking and laughing, doing needlework.

Yu Xiaoxiao walked over, both of them looked up at her and said hello: "Mother."

"Well, are you making clothes for the baby in girl Qingshu's stomach?"

Yang Lian nodded, with a bright smile: "Yes, it's not just being idle, it's just being idle. The little baby grows up fast, and the little clothes don't last long, so I just want to do more when I have time."

Xu Wanrou also explained with a gentle expression on her face: "I see my sister-in-law is doing it and I want to practice first. It's also my little sister-in-law's little love for my niece, and my child will need it in a few years. I will learn some experience first." .”

Yu Xiaoxiao took the half-sewed small clothes in Yang Lian's hands, looked carefully, and found that the style was quite simple, and she could do it herself, so she asked: "Is there any cotton cloth left? The children make a few small clothes, and I can still make these clothes."

Yang Lian didn't stop her, and happily agreed: "Hey~ Mother, wait for me to get it for you."

As he spoke, he handed the needle basket to Xu Wanrou who was beside him, and rushed to get the fabric.

Yu Xiaoxiao put down her little clothes, and went back to her room to get her sewing basket. Yes, she also had her own sewing basket.

Although she hasn't improved much in her needlework over the past few decades, and her skills are not very good, professional tools are indispensable, even if they look good.

Her sewing basket is still very delicate and beautiful. Not only is it a handicraft made of tightly woven thin bamboo strips, but also the texture is very particular. It is a classic model that you will never tire of, and it also has a special cover.

As for the sewing baskets of the two sisters-in-law, she is not as particular about them as she is. They are the small round dustpans that are necessary for ordinary people, and it is typical that they can be used.

After that, the three of them sat next to each other, chatting and making small clothes.

With something to do, Yu Xiaoxiao will not be so boring.

Life became regular again. After getting up in the morning and having dinner, I went out to listen to the latest gossip, and then I went home for dinner. At noon, I would make small clothes and shoes with my daughter-in-law under the eaves under the sun.

At the beginning, she could keep up with the simple small clothes, but when she started to make slightly larger clothes with some embroidery, she was a bit reluctant. When she made tiger-toed shoes later, Yu Xiaoxiao was completely numb.

Her embroidery skills are not full, and she can still embroider simple patterns with a little more time and effort, but she feels that she can't do this complicated one.

But looking at the exquisite and beautiful tiger-toed shoes in the hands of the two daughters-in-law, they have already taken shape, and she has the fighting spirit again. Isn't it just a little embroidery skill?

Can she still learn, she is not really an old man, her thinking is as active as a young man, she doesn't believe that she can't learn, and she has plenty of time, if she can't do it in one day, it will take two days, if she can't do it in two days, she still has dozens year.

After building up her mind, Yu Xiaoxiao instantly felt that she could do it again. She calmed down and embroidered carefully stitch by stitch, but she forgot the time and was extremely focused.

In the end, it was Xu Wanrou who pushed her shoulders to let her get out of the embroidery.

At that time, she was a little dazed when she looked up, because she was too fascinated, she had already lost attention to the time, and her eyes were blank for a while.

"Mother, let's embroider again tomorrow. It's already evening. Don't burn your eyes. You've been embroidering all afternoon. Do you feel uncomfortable on your wrists and neck? Let me press it for you?"

Yu Xiaoxiao blinked her eyes and then returned to normal. Hearing this, she turned her neck, and a crisp sound of bones came from her neck.

Waving her hand, she rejected Xu Wanrou's proposal, put down the fabric, stood up and slowly moved the joints of her body.

"You don't have to worry about me, go help with the cooking, I won't embroider."

Xu Wanrou was still a little worried about Yu Xiaoxiao: "Mom, why don't I help you walk around and move your body?"

"No, you are busy with your work, I will do it myself."

Yu Xiaoxiao refused very simply, the family is not an outsider, and she doesn't have to hide it at home, so as to make herself and her family unhappy.

Xu Wanrou knew her mother-in-law's temperament, after persuading her twice, her mother-in-law still didn't need to help herself, so she could only leave with worry, otherwise she would be unhappy if she tried to persuade her mother-in-law again.

When she came to the kitchen, Yang Lian saw Xu Wanrou looking out from time to time, and she also cast her eyes and asked, "Mother won't you let me help?"

"Ah."

Yang Lian bowed her head to work, and persuaded her: "You are too thoughtful and think too much, mother, you don't understand her, she is not a pushy master, if she really needs our help, she would have let us know Mother, if she said no need, it must be true, so don't worry so much every day."

Xu Wanrou curled her lips and disapproved of her sister-in-law's words. It's not good to be too careless. The sister-in-law herself was too careless to let her clean up the mess. It's not because she complained, but to tell the truth.

After all, between sisters-in-law, I have helped my sister-in-law a lot, and my sister-in-law has helped me a lot, she keeps it in her heart, and there is nothing to worry about so true.

It's just because of her temper. She felt that the tempers of herself and sister-in-law should be neutralized to be perfect.

But she didn't say anything. After all, the sister-in-law was just consoling herself, hiding her worried expression and saying, "What are you cooking today? There's nothing left, I'll help you clean it up."

Yang Lian didn't even raise her head and said, "You can figure it out. It's enough to serve with three dishes. After frying, I'm making two cold dishes, which is almost enough."

Xu Wanrou nodded and went to see what to cook for the evening, but her worried eyes would look at the figure walking back and forth in the yard from time to time, moving her neck and wrists along the way.

Yu Xiaoxiao is sensitive to five senses, so she can feel it naturally, but she doesn't pay much attention to it, and after a while of activities on her own, she goes to pack her sewing basket and go back to the house to put it away.

The time is approaching the day of the township examination, and Zhiye almost sees no one except for meal time, and the other children are more strictly controlled by the two old men in the family.

(End of this chapter)