Wuyou County is also a big set in five days, every two rows of seven. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info carrots are big road dishes, and they only sell fast and sell a lot when they are set. On normal days, few people buy more, and Lamei has to rush to a county town market in five days and sell more than 100 catties of carrots.

When she is not in the market, Lamei follows her mother Ma Huien to learn needlework.

Lamei is no stranger to needlework, and in her previous life, she also had a reputation as a "clever daughter-in-law". But this little body in this world is too small, and it has a stupid name, or if you learn it from scratch, you have to be talked about again.

What's more, learning needlework from my mother is still a way to connect with feelings. Lamei didn't want to miss such an opportunity, nor did she want to create too much heresy for this small body.

What can be obtained from reality, try to obtain it in reality. And the credit should be attributed to the mother, so as to enhance the relationship between mother and daughter.

Because she was reborn and borrowed someone else's body, she had a hot head for her family, and her parents, brothers, sisters and brothers didn't know about it.

Even Wang Xiaohua, who was in his previous life, was kept in the dark. She can't say anything, only one to unite and connect feelings.

The same goes for mothers. In her mother's eyes, she was a little silly Nier, someone else's child, an orphan protected by a white-haired grandmother. Her love for her was entirely out of sympathy.

And the little silly Nier misunderstood and saw it as a special care for her. In order to get close to this family, she worshipped her godsister with her daughter, and she became her godmother for some reason. I still treat her as someone else's child in my heart.

Lamei knows that this layer of diaphragm cannot be removed, and the only way is to contact her more, impress her with true feelings, make her really like herself, and be proud of having such a "goddaughter".

Lamei knows very well that the deepest feelings in the world are parents and children, and then teachers and students. A teacher for one day, a father for life. Since she can't recognize her parents, she should be a good student.

With this "teacher-student" relationship, there is a legitimate reason to honor them. And it can last a lifetime.

In this way, the mother will be easy to accept, and the relationship will grow by leaps and bounds.

Lamei has already had a successful experience in this regard: in less than half a year, she has completed one to four primary school textbooks with her sister Wang Xiaoling, and is now synchronized with Wang Xiaoling.

Sometimes Wang Xiaoling can't solve arithmetic problems, she pretends to discuss with her, open her mind, and Wang Xiaoling will make it quickly.

Because of her clever use, Wang Xiaoling couldn't notice it, and explained it to her in turn. She will soon "know", Wang Xiaoling was so happy that she couldn't praise her for being smart. When it comes to talking in front of people, it is often proud. Proud to have such a bright student.

But at this point, she didn't want to surpass her teacher and break the "teacher-student" relationship that she had built up with great difficulty.

She also wants to unite her mother in this way, no matter what she does, she will learn from scratch, so that her mother will feel that she will not know anything, and everything will be learned from her.

The students are excellent, the teachers have face, and the mother is proud of it, so as to build up self-confidence.

"Godmother, you teach me to make shoes, from the beginning. Lamei unpacked a bag of old clothes and gave them to her mother, and said with a smile.

In the previous life, the shoes and plums did not dare to take them out, because they were all plastic soles or foam soles, and they were all machine-made; in reality, they were all home-made cloth shoes, and the soles were handmade, and the gap was too big and conspicuous.

Then there is the essential difference: because the shoes in this world are handmade cloth soles, they are breathable, do not cover the feet, do not have athlete's foot, and are much superior to plastic soles or leather shoes. Lamei is sincere to make her own shoes to wear.

"It's good, I've learned to serve myself, not to be deflated! I have a lining here, what are you doing with this?" said Ma Huien, looking at the dismantled and washed old clothes.

"I'm asking for a white-haired grandmother. When my grandmother heard that I was going to learn how to make shoes from you, she was very happy, so she gave me a bag of old clothes and asked me to disassemble and wash them for you. ”

As soon as she heard that it was given by the white-haired grandmother, Ma Huien couldn't help but be overjoyed: It was the divine family, and she used the lining given by the divine family to make a jacket, and the whole family followed suit.

Sure enough, according to Lamei's request, Ma Huien started from beating the jacket.

On a sunny day, Ma Huien asked the production team for two bowls of leftover corn porridge to make paste, put the board flat on the kang, and first brushed a layer of paste along the outside of the panel, explaining while doing: "In this way, it is easy to remove the jacket from the board." ”

"Is it okay to make a paste out of polenta?" Lamei asked.

"Yes, today's porridge is not thin or thick, just right. If it is too thin, the viscosity is not enough, and the jacket will not come off well, and if it is too thick, the jacket will be too thick and hard, and it is not easy to prick the needle when the base is included. Be sure to choose a sunny day so that you can dry your coats on the same day. ”

Ma Huien found a few neat pieces of fabric from the old clothes that Lamei brought and pressed them on the plastered paste: "Generally, a relatively strong cloth should be used for the first layer to make the base of the jacket, so that the quality of the jacket is good." What you got is pretty much the same as the new one, so we'll use you. ”

Next, she used the worn-out clothes in her baggage, which had been new for three years, three years old, and three years for sewing and mending, and they were so worn that they no longer had any use value.

Watching the mother wear a coat is also a kind of artistic appreciation, the mother rolled up her sleeves high, held the paste brush in one hand, and held the cloth in the other, brushing a layer of paste, sticking a layer of cloth, just like a splash of ink art master in the painting, in an instant, a distinctive personality of the cloth sticker is made.

The things that were already rotten, even full of holes and worn, were sorted out and rebuilt by my mother's skillful hands, and became shoes that the whole family could not leave.

Lamei was very happy to see it, and when she saw that there was still paste left after beating a sheet, she moved over a small dining table, followed her mother's example, and also made a small sheet.

Ma Huien saw that she was beating like that, and praised her.

After the jacket is dry, cut four or five layers of jacket compared to the sole sample, and the thickness of one sole is cut neatly compared to the shoe sample.

"If you want to make a raw bottom, you can put a layer of white cloth on the bottom, and if you want to make a thousand layers, you can use the same white cloth diagonal strips along the edges, all glued and ironed, and when they are dry, you can put the soles of your shoes. ”

Ma Huien is kind and seductive.

Lamei is determined to learn, sticking a pair of mille-feuille bottoms.

Under the guidance of her mother, Ma Huien, Lamei made a pair of cotton shoes for herself. Because people are small and small, they don't have so much effort, and they haven't done it for many years, and the foundation is a little untidy, and it is a little crooked.

There is a ballad that says: Don't think I'm ugly in shoes, wear it and run three times. Laughed off my teeth, and still held my feet.

After all, it was the income of her own labor, and she didn't have to worry about running out of shoes in the future, so Lamei happily put them on and ran on the street again and again.