After sending Li Dashan and his wife away, Su and Xia Qiaomu cleaned up the leftovers and cleaned the dishes, chopsticks, tables and chairs. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Xia Muhan took out the flame bow from the inner room, wiped the bow reverently, rubbed the lines engraved on it back and forth with his fingers, and was silent.

Time has worn away his arrogance, and life has taught him to bow his head temporarily, life is the most important thing, and there is nothing when his life is gone.

In other words, how could he use the power of a rich man who was smaller than the Jiupin Sesame Official County Order to suppress others, not to mention killing the enemy's house, and swishing a few cold arrows on the top of others' heads to scare them, it was his style.

Things are different now. He is no longer a high-spirited young man, and he will no longer do the stupid thing of recklessly stabbing the enemy twice for his friend.

"Dalang! I'll go into the mountains to hunt some wild animals later. Putting away the longbow, Xia Muhan went into the house again to prepare some things to enter the mountain. The reason for giving gifts to ask for help can work anywhere, and he went up the mountain to hunt some local products to give some to Li Yuanwai to make up for his body.

Xia Cao didn't pester her father into the mountain like a fart like before, her little feet were too delicate, and a few blisters had been grinding out on the road for the past few days, and her feet hurt when she walked a few steps, but she didn't tell anyone about it, but secretly pierced the blisters with her mother's embroidery needle and squeezed out the thick water inside.

In the afternoon, Xia Cao took out the leftovers she bought in Wuyi Pavilion yesterday, sat at the door with her chin in her head, and thought about how to make a soft and cute rag doll with a pillow to fall asleep on.

It's really easy to use, but hard to do. Xia Cao held the pile of leftovers and didn't know how to start, what Mickey Mouse, Donald Duck, and Jingle Cat in her previous life she only remembered the prototype, she was all about the avenue of foodies, and she didn't have time to do these handmade DIY.

Then first follow the memories to gather a prototype in your mind, or you have to record it with that pen. There is no paper and pen at home to waste for himself, and he asks his eldest brother for it, and it is impossible to squander it with his eldest brother's stingy appearance. In the sand pit in the yard, she was accidentally stepped on by her second brother, and all her hard work was scrapped.

Xia Cao stared at the fabric and pondered for a while, there it is! Why didn't she think that without paper, she could draw on the cloth, and the ancient decrees were still written on the thin paper, and as for the pen, it would be good to go back to the kitchen and pick up a small charcoal.

In the case of uncertainty, Xia Cao still practiced his feel in the sand mound, and after repeating it a few times, a beckoning cat holding a gold ingot jumped on the ground. Xia Cao looked at the gold ingots that she had added to the beckoning cat, and was very satisfied.

"Sister, what is this? I don't understand what you draw, it looks like a cat, and it doesn't look like it, but that big piece of gold is so beautiful. Xia Maihe, who was a little lacking in appreciating art, came over and said.

"Second brother, I also think that gold is good-looking." Xia Cao also said pertinently. This pair of brothers and sisters is Wang Ba's eyes on mung beans, and their appreciation of art is still practical.

As soon as the words fell, Xia Cao struck while the iron was hot, and the inspiration was still there, so I had to write it down quickly. I ran to a basket of scraps, picked out a piece of light color and large size, and ran under the tree with the prepared charcoal, ready to do big things.

"Sister, this charcoal is difficult to wash off if it is painted, this piece of fabric is equivalent to scrapping, be careful that big brother whips you!" Xia Maihe watched Xiaocao poke the charcoal on the fabric, hurriedly grabbed Xiaocao's right hand, and reminded in a low voice.

Xia Cao pursed her lips and what she wanted was not to fade, although her face was helpless, she still explained to her ally and the second brother: "I want to make a doll, if it looks good, maybe I can sell it in the town, and exchange it for some delicious food!" ”

As soon as he heard about eating, Xia Maihe didn't stop it, let go and let his sister open his fists and feet, while he stayed aside, keeping an eye on the eldest brother who was washing dishes on the other side of the water tank to prevent a sudden attack.

Xia Qiaomu naturally felt that Xia Maihe's gaze was too naked, and it was difficult for him to ignore it, thinking about whether his pair of foodie brothers and sisters should think of any moths to prevent him as a big brother.

It seems that after washing the dishes, he still has to go over and take a look, the moth is too powerful, he still has to sweep the tail and clean up the mess, if he can, he must be strangled in the cradle, Xia Qiaomu thought.

Under the tree, Xia Cao dropped the last stroke, dropped the charcoal, and handed the fabric to the second brother with his left hand and told him to keep it. Xia Cao's right hand was stained with some soot, and she washed her hands naturally.

Xia Cao looked at the eldest brother next to the water tank, a little rubbing and didn't want to go over, afraid that the eldest brother would find out about her good deeds, after all, he was also on the blacklist today, the eldest brother hadn't settled accounts with her, and the new and old accounts were calculated together, thinking of yesterday's punishment, her heart trembled, her small body really couldn't resist.

"Xiaocao, why do your hands make you embarrassed, come here and help you wash it. Girls still have to be clean to be liked. The mother's heavenly voice saved the hesitant grass.

Xia Cao naturally jumped happily in front of her mother, anyway, with the talisman of her mother, the eldest brother didn't dare to do anything to her.

Su Shi took some soap corners, gently rubbed his black right hand, and said unhurriedly: "Xiaocao, how do you move the ashes at the bottom of the pot, the kitchen work is still handed over to the two brothers, and the girls don't have to do some rude work." ”

Mother's eccentric words, Xia Cao listened to how it was so pleasing to the ear, no, the mother's gentle words made her ears almost pregnant.

Xia Cao thought about which hand of her mother was comparable to the master, vivid embroidery work, and then thought that in addition to the buttons falling off and the crotch of the pants were cracked, she could barely sew and mend them, of course, Xiaobai in the tailoring world would not tie her hands full of bags. Embroider a job, ten fingers bandaged into zongzi, what a careless goods can be done.

When her mother finishes her work, she has to find an opportunity to ask for advice, how to do the beckoning cat, how to like it like ingots.

"Mother, how about I learn to do embroidery with you later?" Xia Cao asked tentatively.

"What Xia Cao said yesterday is true, our Xiaocao is really filial, okay, I'll call you with my mother later." Su Shi responded happily.

Of course, Su hopes that Xia Cao can inherit her embroidery skills, so that she will not be looked down upon in her in-law's family with her craftsmanship in the future, and she will live more comfortably after getting married.

Xia Qiaomu, who was scrubbing the dishes, would not believe it, his foodie sister could take his heart, and it was strange not to go to the outside field, it was estimated that he was coaxing his mother to be happy, and wanted to ask for some benefits from his mother in person. Forget it, let her go!

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"Mother, this is the beckoning cat I painted, what do you think? Look good! Cute! Su just asked Xia Cao to follow her to learn embroidery, and Xia Cao couldn't help but take out the beckoning cat she painted in the afternoon to show off, with an expression of you praising me.

Su Shi looked at the strange cat pattern holding the ingot, but he drew some outlines in black, the lines were messy, and the artistic conception was completely empty, but he also drew a real thing.

In order not to dampen her daughter's enthusiasm, Su Shi said with a smile: "It's not bad, Xiaocao is really beautiful, my mother has never seen it." ”