The children can be taught. Starting tomorrow, I will memorize the "Three Character Classic".

"But sister......" Lan Xuan asked the question he had always wanted to ask in confusion, "Why did the wolf run to the human bed and steal the green plum?" Do wolves also like to eat sour things as much as their sisters? Don't wolves like to eat sheep? ”

Two drops of sweat dropped from Nianhua's forehead, and looking at Lan Xuan's serious and teachable expression, the little pot friend really couldn't afford to hurt.

She tried her best to use popular words to say: "Qingmei is not the plum we eat, but a metaphor, a metaphor for girls, Lang is a bamboo horse, and it is also a metaphor, a metaphor for boys." Childhood sweethearts refer to boys and girls who have grown up together. ”

"Oh." Lan Xuan thought for a few seconds, nodded heavily, and bared his teeth: "I know!" Sister and Xiaoxuan are childhood sweethearts. ”

"......" Nianhua smiled stiffly.

Sister and brother, let's be, it's a childhood sweetheart. It's just that that's not how the word is used......

…………

Another day when Nianhua came home, I happened to see Li Qian in the living room.

It was dusk, and the afterglow of the setting sun cast a layer of golden light, and everything seemed quiet and serene.

Li Qian muttered as usual, "Nianhua is back, the rice is warm for you in the pot." ”

Nianhua pursed his lips and smiled, as if he was used to it.

How can you not get used to it? The meals she and Lan Xuan ate were all cooked by Li Qian every day, Li Qian always didn't believe that the two of them could take care of their own food, under the pretext that there were only three people in the family, and it was too troublesome to cook separately, so it would be a big deal to add some rent for a month.

At first, I couldn't say it, but now I'm slowly getting used to it.

"Is Auntie making clothes?" Nianhua walked up to her curiously.

An old sewing machine, on which Li Qian was fiddling with a piece of emerald fabric. The fabric was sewn into the shape of a skirt by her, and she thought it was going to be a skirt.

"Yes, I like to make clothes when I have nothing to do."

As she spoke, she exuded an unparalleled satisfaction with her profession. "This sewing machine is still a dowry gift from your uncle back then."

"Uncle?" Li Qian's husband knew about the new funeral, but it was the first time he heard her take the initiative to mention it. She remembered the three major wedding events in the 80s, "I heard my mother tell me that at that time, the married woman asked for a bicycle, a sewing machine, and a tape recorder......

"yes!" Li Qian was a little excited, "But the three major items are too expensive, and people in the city may not be able to afford them." At that time, your uncle was a poor boy and couldn't afford to buy a single one, but after a few years of marriage, he asked me what I liked, and we scraped together the money to buy this sewing machine. ”

Things are people, Nianhua couldn't help but feel a little sad when he heard it, and found a cheerful topic, "Auntie must like to make clothes." ”

"Auntie, I'm just an ordinary woman, and I can't do anything on the stage, and I can only do these things at home, so don't laugh at me."

"No, Auntie." Nian Hua Qingli's face showed a serious look, "Auntie is no worse than them!" ”

Li Qian sewed an emerald long skirt, worn by a woman in her thirties, with a skirt below the knee and a loose skirt.

I have seen too many clothes in later generations, and I always feel that there is a fly in the ointment, "Auntie, I think this needs to be changed." ”

Li Qian heard for the first time that others were going to comment on her clothes, and she happily agreed.

Nianhua found a pen and paper, she described it in great detail, time passed minute by minute, and a soft and charming emerald dress came to life on the tip of her pen......

She painted a women's skirt that combined a cheongsam and a long skirt in later generations, and accompanied by an indifferent and calm explanation, "Auntie, look, there is a side open at the hem of the skirt, looming, and a little is closed here, which can show the beauty of the woman's curves, as for the neckline, the lace embroidered by the aunt is very appropriate, and there is no need to modify it." ”

Li Qian listened stunned, and reacted in a half-loud voice, "Do you know how to paint in your youth?" "The drawings are so realistic, even more vivid than the designer's work!

"I didn't learn to draw, but I love drawing."

Li Qian thinks that there are always some people in this world who are geniuses, just like the years in front of her. When she was young, she liked to design some clothes, and often could imagine beautiful clothes, whenever she lifted the pen, she couldn't always draw what she imagined, and even what she painted, only she could understand!

"My mom also likes to make clothes just like my aunt, and I often watch from the sidelines." I lied again, and after I was reborn, I didn't blush and my heart didn't beat.

She studied fashion design in her last life, graduated from a third-rate college, so she still understands basic clothing operations.

"Good boy." Li Qian said softly, afraid that she would think of something sad, "You are much stronger than Auntie, Auntie changes according to what you draw!" ”

Her craftsmanship was very exquisite, but in a few strokes, the original ordinary long dress became a lady's dress.

"It's so beautiful, it must look good in it, Auntie, go try it!"

This...... Li Qian was shocked as if she had discovered a new continent, it was just a street item, and she changed it a few times casually, and it could undergo subversive changes, which was even better than the clothes sold in the closet!

However, looking good is good-looking, but Li Qian flinched, "...... It's too explicit. ”

She is a very traditional woman.

Nianhua raised his head and asked, "Auntie, how old are you?" ”

“32.”

"This is the most mature and beautiful moment in a woman's life, a woman must know how to dress herself, and self-confidence can show her charm."

Besides, Li Qian is not ugly, her skin is still good in her thirties, she looks like she is not in her thirties, and her traditional facial features are very feminine.

"Who taught you this?" Li Qian found that the years were really one by one.

"Hehe, I saw it in the book."

"Just the books you read." This is true, Li Qian has gone from the initial disbelief to the current calm, and the books in the house are almost as high as Xiao Xuan. She was afraid that her brain would be stupid.

"Auntie, clothing lies in innovation, in grasping the trend of the times, advancing with the times, the development of society can change, if your thinking is too conservative, it is difficult to keep up with the needs of the masses."

"Ugh." Li Qian sighed! She admits that Nianhua has a lot of sense, but people's minds don't change when they change.

In the midst of hesitation, a clear child's voice came out coldly, "Wow! What a beautiful dress. ”

Lan Xuan didn't know where to come out of nowhere, and pulled Li Qian's hand.

Nianhua seemed to see a savior, and smiled treacherously, "Xiao Xuan, do you want to see your aunt wear this beautiful dress?" ”

"Yes!"

"Alas, you ......"

"Auntie, how do you know if you wear a skirt if you don't try it?" Nianhua continued.

Lan Xuan chimed in on the side, "I want to see my aunt wearing a beautiful dress." ”

In the end, Li Qian was almost pushed into the house by the two of them to change her skirt.

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