"Fourth brother." Li Xiaowu shouted like a bird, and ran towards Li Hua with open arms.

Li Man looked back curiously, and saw a sixteen or seventeen-year-old boy, gently rubbing Xiao Wu's hair with his hand, and smiled slightly, "Xiao Wu has grown taller again." ”

He was tall, with a handsome face, dressed in dark blue half-worn clothes, a little whitish from washing, but clean and tidy, and carrying a gray bookbag on his shoulder.

Li Xiaowu excitedly took his brother's bookbag and carried it on his back, then tiptoed into the fourth brother's ear and whispered something.

Li Hua turned his head and smiled at Li Man, and then, taking his brother's hand, walked towards her.

Li Man suddenly became a little nervous, who is this young man?

"Xiao Wu told me, thank you for your hard work." The youthful and pure timbre of the teenager does not seem to have changed his voice.

Li Man didn't know why, Li Xiaowu shrank behind the fourth brother and squeezed his eyes at her and smiled.

Li Hua thought she was shy and uncomfortable, so she took her brother's hand and returned to the East House.

Li Man peeked at it, and the door of the east room was open, but she couldn't see what the two people were doing inside.

However, this teenager is also this family?

Thinking of their similar outlines, Li Man affirmed this answer, but the five brothers are indeed a bit much.

The sun was about to set, the sheets in the yard had dried early, and the quilts were all warm, so Li Man took them back, spread them on the kang in his West House, and began to sew the quilt after tidying up.

This quilt is far more difficult than Li Man imagined, she thought that having a needle and thread is like sewing clothes, but she didn't know that the first stitch took half a day of effort to get into the quilt, and it took the strength of milk to pull it out.

In this way, after three or four stitches, Li Man's tired head was sweating, and her fingers hurt so much, the quilt was thick, and two layers of sheets were added, and the big needle was going to pierce through it, so she had to use her fingers to exert herself, and after a few times, the tips of her thumb and index finger were red.

With her own, there are a total of three quilts, Li Man is depressed, at her speed, she can't finish it when it's dark, not to mention that she is not familiar with her skills, and she is a little deflated.

But she dismantled it and didn't sew it up, which didn't look like words.

Gritting his teeth, Li Man secretly scolded himself for being troublesome while sewing.

"Ahh Suddenly, a needle tip pierced into the fingers, and red blood beads gushed out at once.

"What's wrong?" A beautiful male voice came, and before Li Man could react, the injured finger had already been taken into the mouth of the tall and thin boy.

Li Man was blindfolded fiercely, and he blushed and heartbeat a little.

"It's all right." Li Hua put her fingers down, looked at the corners of the quilt that were sewn crookedly by her, and smiled softly, "I'll come." ”

He took out a thimble from the basket and put it on the middle finger of his right hand, then picked up the needle, stitch after stitch, and sewed the quilt skillfully and neatly.

Li Man was almost dumbfounded, it wouldn't be so different, right?

However, the young man in front of him was clean and clear, and a silver needle was held between his slender fingers, shuttling between the quilts, leaving a series of delicate stitches.

His expression was focused, his movements were skillful, his eyes were firmly fixed on the quilt, his long eyelashes were a little naturally curled, his thin and handsome cheeks were slightly red, and his lips were tightly pursed

When the thread ran out, he bowed his head slightly and gently bit off the thread!