In late May, at about four o'clock in the morning, Chen Wen couldn't fall asleep, so he simply got up.

I took a wooden basin with some hot water, mixed it with some cold water, brushed my teeth first, and then washed my face.

Grandma Li heard the sound of twisting the towel, turned over, and muttered in a daze, "Sleep more." ”

"I don't sleep."

Chen Wen replied in a whisper, took the water out and poured it.

The sun has not risen yet, the weather is very cold, Chen Wen opened the door, and there are wisps of cool breeze blowing in his face, it is almost early summer.

Chen Wen wrapped his clothes tightly, quickly poured water and went in again.

Sitting by the stove to keep warm, rubbing his cold hands, Chen Wen was a little worried.

She seems to be very afraid of the cold, it's almost early summer, and she will be cold when she gets up early tomorrow, and in two seasons, how can she spend it in winter.

Chen Wen sighed silently, took out a little rice, cooked breakfast, and took out the needle and thread when he had nothing to do, so he lit the fire and embroidered daisies for Zhang Alan.

There was a little bit of cloth left, Chen Wen picked a long piece of residual cloth from it, made a hair band, and embroidered daisies on both ends of the hair band, front and back.

After the rooster crowed three times, the grandmother got up, and it was already dawn at this time, she opened the window after washing, fried a dish in another iron pot, and called Chen Wen to eat.

Chen Wen was halfway through the embroidery, and he didn't think about it, so he went to eat first.

"The new clothes, the embroidered ones, tsk, look like the real thing."

"It's not such an exaggeration."

"Really."

"Grandma now trusts me to make clothes."

"I believed it before!"

Chen Wen bit her chopsticks and couldn't help laughing, not exposing her stealing the size that night.

After the meal, Chen Wen finished embroidering the hairband again, and the sun came out. Put the needle and thread away and put it back in the cabinet, and took the hairband to Zhang Alan's house.

Zhang Alan raised chickens in the yard, free-range, the door of her house was wide open, Chen Wen carefully bypassed the chickens, walked over, hesitated, did not go in, knocked on the door.

A girl wearing an apron lifted the curtain and poked her head out, the girl combed her oblique bun, her lips were ruddy, and she smiled and had two small tiger teeth, which looked very similar to Zhang Alan.

Zhang Ajun saw that it was Chen Wen and beckoned to her very friendly, "Come in." ”

Chen Wen shook his head, "I won't go in, I'll send something to Sister Alain." ”

"Alain, hurry up and come out, Chen Wen is looking for you."

Zhang Alan heard that it was Chen Wen, and he didn't even comb his hair, and ran out of the house, "Sister Xiao Wen, it's so early." "She hasn't picked the mulberry fruit yet.

"The sun is already out."

"What are you looking for me?"

Chen Wen took out a boxy headband from his cuffs and handed it to her.

"What is this?"

"What do you see?"

Zhang Alan unfolded this thing and found that there were small flowers embroidered by Chen Wen yesterday at both ends, which were a little bigger than the embroidered on yesterday's clothes, and he was ecstatic, "You embroidered too fast, it's so beautiful." ”

"If you have nothing to do, you will embroider quickly."

"But ......" Zhang Alan turned the headband over and looked at it, and had a question, "What is the purpose of such a long thing, belt?" ”

Chen Wen was stunned, she forgot. In this era, everyone used a headline and a wooden hairpin to fix their hair, especially in the countryside, just for convenience, and there was no such decorative headdress.

"It's not a belt, it's a headband."

"Tied to your hair?"

"Hmm."

"How is this tied? Wide and long. ”

"It's decoration." Chen Wen's eyes fell on Zhang Alan's long hair, tilted his head, smiled sweetly, and said, "Can I help you tie your hair?" ”

"Okay!"