dared to ask the villagers to dig directly, and said it so categorically, even the horse that was instinctively protected by relatives had to secretly boast that the artist was bold!

Song Chunan was embarrassed to ask his brother-in-law to push him home, but Ma Qianqian told him to sit down and hug his little niece, so as not to fall again.

Several children surrounded the uncle and asked questions, curious about his uncle's miraculous skills.

Ma Hua thought carefully, picked a branch and held it up, blocking the sun for his uncle and sister.

Song Chun'an was reluctant to let his niece work so hard, thanked him and took the branches, fanned the wind back and forth above the girl's head, and asked his niece to sit on the girder of the car in front of him.

Ma Huajing was still a little embarrassed, afraid that her father would be tired from pushing the cart.

Ma Huasheng's brothers grabbed the back seat to help behind her, telling her to sit at ease, and Guan Bao couldn't fall.

The horse in front of the cart looked forward and wanted to sigh.

These two stupid boys, can't they ask their uncle to come down and change Hua Jing to sit in the back seat?

The group talked and laughed and went home, lit a fire and boiled water to bathe Song Chun'an and his wife, and they were very enthusiastic.

Song Ci asked her father:

"Wait a moment to shoot a rabbit for my uncle, shall we?"

Of course, Song Chunan will not have an opinion, it is a good thing that children know how to be considerate.

After taking a bath, Ma Huajing took her new little dress and asked her sister to change it.

Song Chunan is ugly and doesn't wear it.

Song Ci looked at her cousin pouting and was about to cry, and hurriedly pulled her to speak:

"Actually, this skirt is very beautiful, that is, if it is purely a broken flower, it will look old-fashioned, and it is more suitable for adults to wear.

Let's find a way to change it again, make it pretty, so that my dad can't find fault with it, and admit that the skirt you made looks good. ”

Ma Huajing ignited her fighting spirit and pulled her sister back to the house with high spirits.

Song Ci asked for a pencil, and slowly drew a model with a bare head, no facial features and no hair in the notebook, wearing a floral dress.

Broken flowers weren't the point, so she briefly drew dots instead.

Anyway, as long as the ratio is right, the focus is on the effect.

"How do you want to change it?" I love Chinese Net

Ma Huajing was in a daze at the small skirt spread on the kang in distress, she really couldn't think of it, making this skirt had already spent all her strength.

Next to it, Song Ci casually added a doll collar to the skirt, made the front placket into a false placket, and added a wide white edge in the middle, with three buttons evenly arranged on it, and beautiful ruffles stacked on both sides.

Well, the upper body is pretty much like that.

By the way, you can also add a circle of fine ruffles to the cuffs, and it is not bad to change to puff sleeves.

The rest is even better, add a belt with a bow in the middle, and a ruffle under the skirt, all work!

"Sister, I've finished drawing. ”

Song Ci put down the pen, looked at the light red marks on his thumb and index finger distressedly, and puffed out his cheeks.

The child's skin and flesh are really tender, and she feels a burden when she takes a pen, is she going to become a pea princess?

Suddenly wanted to write in the crew, Song Ci immediately put his hand behind his back, and nothing happened.

She has been secretly practicing the words for several years, who dares to say that she is lying?

"Oh my God, that's pretty too, isn't it?"

Ma Huajing was not too interested in praising her sister's field, and was ready to close her eyes and blow a wave even if her sister painted a ball of ink.

I never expected it!

I took a look at the book and was conquered immediately!

How can there be such a beautiful little dress? Is this real? I want it!

"It's okay, sister, if you like it. ”

Song Ci was genuinely happy when she saw that her cousin liked her design works so much.

Every girl has a heart that loves beauty, dresses up as a doll when she is a child, and dresses herself up when she grows up.

Of course, the most powerful are those designers, who can not only satisfy their own dressing preferences, but also make money, which is simply a model of the perfect combination of interest and career, and a winner in life!

Huh, she seems to have stumbled upon a part-time job?

Ma Huajing didn't know that her little cousin, who was dressed up as a doll, was dressing her up in the same mood at the moment.

The little girl is now full of beautiful little dresses, and she wants to scream with excitement and can't wait to share the joy with others!

"Uncle, look, isn't this little skirt beautiful?