After Li Hua'er borrowed salt and went home, Li Guo'er had already lit the stove and was sitting by the stove waiting for the water to boil. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Seeing this, Li Hua'er put down the salt bowl and wanted to come over to help, but was pushed back into the house by Li Guo'er again.

"Sister sit here, I will." Li Guoer said with a smile.

Li Hua'er was really helpless, and she couldn't resist her, so she had to stand outside the door, poke her head into the kitchen and said, "You have to be careful, don't burn yourself, there is something to call me, my sister is fine." ”

Li Guoer smiled: "Sister, don't worry." ”

Li Hua'er smiled and turned back to the house.

However, instead of resting on the kang with peace of mind, she looked around the pitifully small room.

In the past, when I couldn't move, I couldn't really look at this house, but now that I can move, I only feel like I look at this house again......

It's really desolate.

The Li family's house has two rooms, the larger one is the main house, and the smaller one is the kitchen.

And this so-called "main house", in Li Huaer's opinion, is only a little better than the thatched cottage.

Four old and gray walls, four windows, and two partitions separated the already small room from two bedrooms and a main hall.

Today, in the room where Li Hua'er and Li Guo'er slept, there were two shabby couches placed side by side, a floor mat, a low table and a broken cabinet by the wall, while the other two rooms were long empty.

They were all moved by the so-called clansmen.

Li Hua'er smiled indifferently. Even if these clansmen did not kill them all, they left some things for their sisters, and they did not sell them yet.

She thought, approaching the dilapidated window and taking a closer look.

It's just that this look, but she has some attention.

Although some of the fine wood has been broken, the overall construction is very exquisite.

Li Hua'er's fingertips crossed the pane, stepped on the low collapse again, and carefully observed the beams of the roof, and the doubts in her heart deepened.

She doesn't remember a lot of things before, but she can easily discern something.

For example, the craftsmanship of building a house is definitely not the result of an ordinary villager's family -- it is still the responsibility of a villager's broken family.

It seems to have been done by some hermit literati.

"Where did you learn this?" Li Hua'er muttered. Of course, she would not be so stupid as to think that the Li family was the hermit literati, so she sighed.

After sighing, Li Hua'er went down and carefully looked at the rest of the belongings in the house—low tables, floor mats, couches, and cabinets.

They are all shabby and old, for example, the cabinet has half a door down, and there are only a few broken clothes of the sisters and some needles and threads in it, which looks very pitiful; One leg of the table is different from the other three, apparently a backfill; The couch is also so old that the handrails are loose; And the mat is also a hole on the left and a hole on the right.

But even so, Li Hua'er took a serious look at it and knew that these things were the same as this house, from the same person.

The most obvious is the low table with the back leg - the back leg is almost rough compared to the previous three legs.

She walked to the cabinet, opened the door on the intact side, and felt inside, and sure enough, she found a bracket.

Li Hua'er's brows locked even deeper. She pressed the bracket, only to find that behind the bracket there were four small drawers that could be pulled out, apparently for hiding things.

There was no gold or silver in the drawers, only a box, which, when opened, contained some carpentry work, which had been rusted for a long time and had been left unattended.

Li Hua'er smiled.

These things can't make big objects, but they are very suitable for carving.

She took a small, pointed-tip chisel out of it and tested the weight.

It's still a bit heavy, but it's also a sharp weapon, as long as the outer layer of rust is worn off, it can be used.

Thinking about it, Li Hua'er put things back in their place and sat cross-legged on the mat.

Now it seems that not only is his origin very strange, but even the Li family is quite eccentric.

At the very least, the origin of such a good craft is very strange.

But now is not the time to explore this, it is better to fill the bellies of their sisters first.

Thinking of the place where she was engaged, Li Hua'er began to be on the table, pointing on the table with her fingertips, thinking about various plans for the future.

Just halfway through thinking, Li Hua'er glanced down at the table, and suddenly felt that Fang Cai was like a real Ge'er writing.

Although there was nothing on the table, thinking about the movement of his wrist just now, he knew that his handwriting was not bad. She thought, smiled, and brushed the table with her sleeve, as if she had erased the words that had been written.

Then, Li Huaer picked up the torn clothes of the Wu family first, and took out the needle and thread from the cabinet, planning to sew up the clothes while the sky was still bright.

The Li family doesn't have a lamp, and Li Hua'er doesn't plan to smear and sew things.

Moreover, an ordinary muslin garment is not difficult to sew at all. But then again, the servants of the Wu family can also wear such muslin clothes, which can be regarded as a small expensive country item.

After all, the rich family, even if it is a slave, wears silk brocade.

"It's like I know what the rich and noble should wear." Li Hua'er thought about the thought that suddenly came to her mind, shook her head with a smile, cleared this thought out of her mind, and began to sew it carefully.

At this moment, Li Hua'er heard Li Guo'er's urgent call: "Sister." ”

Li Hua'er stopped, looked back at Li Guo'er who was holding a wooden bowl, and said with a smile: "It's done?" ”

Li Guo'er breathed a sigh of relief visibly.

When she came in from outside just now, she could only see Li Hua'er's back sitting there, and seeing that she was motionless, Li Guo'er thought she was stupid again.

"Well, it's already there, sister eats." Saying that, Li Guoer put the dishes and chopsticks on the low table, and saw that Li Hua'er was sewing and mending clothes with her fingers, and couldn't help but admire: "Sister is so amazing!" ”

At this moment, Li Hua'er had just finished the last few stitches, and when she heard her say this, she couldn't help laughing: "What's so powerful about this?" ”

Li Guo'er took the clothes from her hand and looked at them, and her voice brought more surprise: "Sister, you can't even see that it's broken when you sew it." ”

When Li Hua'er heard this, she saw a faint stitch on the clothes, and laughed: "This is nonsense, why can't you see it?" ”

In fact, if the needle and thread were thinner, she could have made up better.

Li Guoer said very seriously: "Really, I don't believe that my sister went to see other aunts and sisters sewing, there is no such thing." ”

After thinking about it, Li Guoer also added: "It's better than the person invited by the Wu family to teach Miss Wu how to sew." ”

Li Hua'er was indeed stunned for a moment.

But in her impression, things like mending clothes can't be seen.

It's troublesome not to remember who you are, for example, now, even if you want to tell a lie, you're afraid of making a mistake.