Jiang Hua has always been interested in handicraft, and her professional sewing machine, which costs thousands of yuan, can produce more than 40 kinds of professional threads. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Patterning directly on the cloth is not difficult for Jiang Hua, who has more than ten years of experience in painting and woodworking.

The fit is an ordinary set of cardigan pajamas, which Jiang Hua has done many times before, so whether it is pattern-making, cutting or sewing, she is very fast.

Half an hour to make patterns, 20 minutes to cut, 1 and a half hours to sew, half an hour to wrap the edges, and finally 15 minutes to sew the buttons.

By the time it was nearly twelve o'clock, a set of ordinary men's beige split pajamas had been fully formed.

Purely from the appearance, the style of this set of handmade pajamas is not inferior to the products in ordinary stores.

Moreover, this pajama, which is cut exactly to someone's size, will surely fit perfectly.

Jiang Hua cut off the threads of the clothes, then found a wooden hanger and hung the freshly finished pajamas in his closet.

Finally put away the broken steps of tailoring, Jiang Hua stretched his waist, walked out of the studio in his boudoir, touched the head of the golden retriever Ah Bao, who had fallen asleep, walked to the Qiangong step bed with a small corridor, and did more than half an hour of plank before going to sleep.

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After nightfall, Jiangfeng Town, which was not prosperous, fell into silence and darkness.

After Jiang Xiong sent home an old uncle who had dinner with him at night, he walked back to his old house leisurely and shouted to his wife who was watching TV in the room: "Xiaojuan, make me a cup of tea, my stomach is broken." ”

"What's wrong?" his wife was leaning on the bed knocking melon seeds, heard his shout, ran down quickly, and asked curiously, "Didn't you go to Su Ming's house to help the old son-in-law? What's the matter? Why did you eat too much? How is Jiang Hua's boyfriend? What is the character of the person he comes into contact with? The dishes on the table must be good, right? By the way, what is he doing?"

Jiang Xiong took off the black jacket on his body, and when he heard his wife's series of questions, he suddenly felt that his scalp was about to blow up, and hurriedly said: "You ask so many questions at once, how can I answer! Hurry up and make me tea first, tonight is full of big fish and meat, and good wine, I have eaten too much." By the way, Jiang Yi let me take a few fish sent by my little painting girl's boyfriend, and a few pounds of pork, the taste is not ordinary, you put it in the kitchen, you don't need to put it in the refrigerator, tomorrow Chinese New Year's Eve dinner we will use this as the main dish. ”

"Wouldn't that be bad if you don't put it in the refrigerator?" Jiang Xiong's wife asked strangely.

"No, Jiang Yi specially told me before leaving, it won't be bad. Jiang Xiong slumped on the sofa, rubbed his stomach, took the tea made by his wife, and recalled the banquet at the Jiang family tonight.

"Oh, speaking of which, the boyfriend of the little painting girl is really good, in my opinion, this kid is simple and real, well-behaved, and is a good candidate for marriage. Jiang Xiong half-squinted, still thinking about today's table of wine and food, "Moreover, the things given to the future father-in-law and mother-in-law are very sincere, have you ever seen a half-catty wild sea-caught prawn? Do you know the good wine he gave to Jiang Yi, what evaluation did the old drunkard Jiang Chao drink?"

"What?" Jiang Xiong's wife was full of curiosity and asked eagerly, "What evaluation?"

"This is the best wine I ever drank in my life. Jiang Xiong shook his head, learned Jiang Chao's way of speaking, and imitated and said,

"No, that old drunkard's mouth is tricky, and the high-grade Moutai that my brother brought back last time made him feel that he could still eat it. ”

The dialogue between these two old husbands and wives was also staged in other houses in Jiangfeng Town.

Jiang Xiong's wife listened interestingly, and planned to go and chat with the rest of the town about the news early tomorrow morning.

From the mouths of these uncles and clansmen who participated in the banquet, Jiang painted a good image of his boyfriend, as well as a rare high-quality wine banquet.

By the time the night deepened, most of the townspeople had already fallen asleep.

On the Liuyue Mountain outside Jiangfeng Town, an inconspicuous white shadow jumped from the branch of an old pine tree to another cypress tree.

Liuyue Mountain is the tallest green mountain around Jiangfeng Town, the forest in the mountain is deep and there is no road, and the residents of the town usually only move on the outer edge, and rarely go deep into it.

Unlike humans, the white-haired monkey master is like a fish in water in this environment. The steep cliff that is difficult for ordinary people to cross, it can also be easily crossed in continuous jumping.

After about half an hour of rapid travel, the figure of the young master slowed down.

It squatted on the branch of a tall wild pine tree, and in one direction, shouted in a peculiar and rhythmic voice, as if calling, as if communicating, and purposefully.

There were about a dozen calls, and suddenly, in the east of the mountains and forests, continuous calls appeared from not far away, responding to the call of the master.

After echoing each other several times, next to the pine tree where the master was squatting, several sturdy brown-haired monkeys crawled around the master.

Originally, according to the living habits of ordinary monkeys, foreign monkeys would be attacked by monkey kings and male monkeys. However, the white-haired monkey master, who was less than the size of a palm, squeaked affectionately as soon as he met these brown-haired monkeys, and those monkeys not only did not have half hostile intentions, but grabbed the white hair of the master affectionately as if they saw their own cubs.

Among them, one of the tallest male monkeys, with a strand of white hair on his forehead, is obviously the monkey king of the monkey group, it is the closest to the master, and even let the master crawl around on him, not annoyed at all.

The master played with these monkeys for a while, and the other monkeys in the monkey group also chattered and hung on the branches.

In particular, there are a few young monkeys that are slightly larger than the master, and they always follow the master.

When the master felt that he had had fun, he squeaked twice and decided to go back.

The monkey king with a tuft of white hair on his head tugged at the young master, and then suddenly turned around and jumped into the depths of the dense forest.

Seeing the movements of the Monkey King, the master shrank his head and waited for you to come back.

In about five minutes, the Monkey King jumped to Xiao Ye's side, a monkey claw very similar to a human palm, holding three blue-green wild fruits, and handed them to Xiao Ye.

The little master was so happy to see this fruit, it "squeaked" at the monkey king a few times, grabbed three blue-green jujube-sized fruits with its little paws, and then ran back to the red boy's room along the road where it came.

The others didn't know that the master slipped out to play in the middle of the night, only the black-backed Saike who was lying on the floor, heard the movement of the master pushing the window, raised his head, and whined dissatisfiedly, as if complaining that the master didn't take it out in the middle of the night.

The young master put the turquoise wild fruit on the table, then jumped to the side of Saike's warm belly, and slept with a big grin.