Zhu's ready-to-wear shop, the rest of the time, is really a door.

Zhu Cuixiang thought to herself, this is fine, anyway, she is a woman, and she can't open a store for business for the time being.

However, it does not prevent himself from using those leftover rags here to make exquisite and beautiful purses.

She had an idea in mind, so she rolled up her sleeves, picked out a few pieces of rags that could be matched together, and began to make purses.

While doing it, she thought in her heart that the master should still be working in Mafu now, although she can't be involved in Mafu in this life, but she wants to take out the only master who is good to her.

The master had no children in his life, and he would give her a pension in the future.

However, she was a little worried, she knew the master, but the master didn't know her, could she agree to come out with her?

Besides, if you want to get out of the horse mansion, you have to redeem the silver.

Zhu Cuixiang's purse case has been formed, and the key step has arrived.

She squinted her eyes and looked at the rags spliced together on her purse, a meadow full of flowers, verdant mountains in the distance, and a few butterflies flying in front of her.

So, she began to match the colors, and then, picking up the embroidery needle, began to embroider according to the picture she had just sketched in her mind.

Her speed is very fast, if Zhu Cuiyu is next to her, she will definitely be surprised, because she is so skilled, she can make it with her eyes closed.

Soon, an extremely delicate and beautiful purse appeared in Zhu Cuixiang's hand.

She put down her needle and thread and began to knot a kind of knot with silk thread.

This kind of beautiful dazzling knot, even in Rongcheng a few years later, no one will tie it, because this is the master's unique skill.

At the beginning, the Ma family forced herself to hand over this knotted method, but she didn't agree, it was her only struggle, and then the Ma family may have been worried that something happened to them and they couldn't make money for them anymore, so they gave up.

Later, many people learned this kind of purse practice, but no one can tie this knot.

Soon, the knot was tied and the opening of the purse was tucked away with it.

This purse is completely complete.

After Zhu Cuixiang was reborn, this was the first time to move needlework, but I didn't expect that, perhaps because of the mood, this purse was even more exquisite than in the previous life.

She used the double-sided embroidery that her master taught her.

Picking up the purse, she examined it carefully, then wrapped the purse in a handkerchief with satisfaction, got up and went to the yard, picked some vegetables and cleaned them and put them in a small basket.

Telling her sister not to run around, she pushed open the door, turned around and closed the door, and made sure that Zhu Cuiyu had already inserted the door inside, so she was relieved to carry the basket and slowly walked to the courtyard of the Wang family.

The courtyard of the Wang family is said to have been bought for Wang Changsheng by the owner of Taoyuan Villa in the south of Rongcheng, just so that he could take care of his mother when managing the shop.

Not far from here, just a hundred meters away from the Taoyuan big shop, is a small courtyard with three entrances.

When I passed by the shop, the door was open, and some guys were carrying goods, thinking that it was about to open.

Someone looked at her, Zhu Cuixiang hurriedly lowered her head, not looking, but speeding up her steps and walking over.

Zhu Cuixiang stood in front of the gate of the Wang family, the door was closed at this time, she took a deep breath, raised her right hand, and knocked gently.

"Who?" A mother-in-law's voice sounded in the courtyard, and then the door was opened, and the man looked at Zhu Cuixiang and asked, "Who are you looking for?" ”

"I'm looking for Mrs. Wang." Zhu Cuixiang hesitated for a moment, but still said it.

The mother-in-law glanced up and down, feeling a little familiar, "Are you the big girl in Zhujia's shop?" ”

Zhu Cuixiang nodded.

"Come on in, Madame is tending to the flowers and plants in the yard." The mother-in-law enthusiastically pulled Zhu Cuixiang in, and then said loudly, "Mrs. Wang, the eldest girl of the Zhu family is looking for you." ”

"Thank you, Aunt Lin." Zhu Cuixiang finally remembered who she was, and hurriedly thanked her.

"Thank you, in a blink of an eye, you're so old."

She sighed a little.

"Aunt Lin is still as young as before."

Zhu Cuixiang said softly.

If someone praises a woman over forty for her youth, it is the most powerful compliment in the world.

Of course, the aunt of the Lin family is no exception.

With a smile, she took Zhu Cuixiang through the outer courtyard and entered the second gate, where there was a corridor surrounded by pots of flowers and plants.

A woman in excellent spirits, not beautifully dressed, but ruddy-complexed and black-haired, stood beside a pot of rhododendrons.

"Is it Cuixiang?" Madame Wang squinted her eyes and looked over.

"Cuixiang has seen Mrs. Wang!" Zhu Cuixiang hurriedly bowed sideways, then handed over the vegetables in the basket, and whispered with a red face, "The small vegetables in the yard are quite gratifying, and I brought you some that can be used to make soup to drink." ”

Zhu Cuixiang did such a thing for the first time, and she was a little at a loss.

Seeing that she was a little restrained, Mrs. Wang smiled heartily, "Lin family, you take the side dishes to the stove room and make soup for Changsheng at night."

The laughter made Zhu Cuixiang quietly relieved, and Mrs. Wang saw that she still had a cloth bag in her hand, and knew that there was something wrong with the child, so she put her hand in the wooden basin on the side, washed it, and then took Zhu Cuixiang into the hall.

Zhu Cuixiang looked at the ordinary furnishings in the house, but it was very warm, and the mother and son were still doing well after leaving Master Wang.

It's even better than ever!

"Mrs. Wang, this is the purse I just made, it is a little bit of my heart, I hope you don't dislike it!"

After Zhu Cuixiang finished speaking, she opened the veil and handed her the purse with both hands, looking at Mrs. Wang with big worried eyes without blinking.

"You kid," Mrs. Wang took it casually, and said affectionately.

Purses are not unusual, and almost every woman will do them.

It is also normal for women to give each other purses.

Therefore, Mrs. Wang was not surprised, and only treated it as a gadget made by a child.

However, when she took it in her hand and looked at it instinctively, she opened her eyes suddenly, and then looked at it again and again, and asked Zhu Cuixiang who was blushing opposite her in a hesitant voice, "You did it?" ”

Zhu Cuixiang looked at Mrs. Wang's expression, and finally let go of the heart that she had been mentioning, smiled, and then nodded vigorously.

After Mrs. Wang got the answer, she glanced at the delicate girl sitting opposite, picked up her purse and looked at it carefully.

The mouth is full of admiration.

Even if everyone knows how to make a purse, no one can really make such a novel and exquisite purse.

If nothing else, let's just say that this embroiderer, the butterfly on the purse seems to fly out of it.

Mrs. Wang carefully admired the knot used to tie the mouth of the purse, the knot was very cleverly knotted, every other distance, there was a lively flower on the top of the knot, and at the bottom of the flower, there were two more leaves.

These are not done separately, but with a kind of silk thread in one go. (To be continued.) )