Wang Yongzhu was inevitably nervous because of the first time he mended his clothes, and he was very nervous, he was engrossed, and he didn't distinguish his mind at all, until he finally patched up a hole on Wang Yongping's pants, only to find that a layer of fine sweat appeared on his forehead.

I wanted to reach out and wipe it, but I remembered what Jiang said, as long as you hold the needle and thread in your hand, you must not be stained with sweat, and it shrank back.

A soft little hand next to him came up and rubbed Wang Yongzhu's face hard with his sleeve.

It's a golden spoon, because the Jiang family loves to be clean, and the children are all cleaned up, and there is a smell of sunshine on the clothes.

Wang Yongzhu also closed his eyes and let the golden spoon move on his face.

The child doesn't know the weight of his hands and feet, plus the golden spoon is only two years old, he is small, and Wang Yongzhu is fat, so in order to cooperate with the golden spoon, he has to lower his head.

After wiping off the sweat, both of them were too tired.

After Wang Yongzhu enjoyed the intimate service of her little nephew, she stuffed the little guy into the chair and sat down.

Only then did he look at the finished pants in his hand, turned them over and over again, and fortunately, they were not sewn together with his skirt.

If you look closely, the stitches are quite fine, although they are not neat, and the wiring is crooked, like a centipede lying on the pants, but the hole is sewn up.

Wang Yongzhu is very satisfied.

Especially after hearing the system's prompt sound in my long-lost head, I was even more happy.

"Congratulations to the host for completing the Clothing Beginner Task: sewing a piece of clothing with fine stitches and earning bonus points1. The host is currently:

Clothing: 0 points for level 1

Food: Level 1 0 points

Live: 0 levels 0 points

Line: 0 level 0 points

2 points available, (points can be distributed at will for the above options)

Finally got this point in hand.

Wang Yongzhu suddenly confidently stretched out his claws to another pair of pants.

I don't know if I found the feel, or if I really have talent, Wang Yongzhu feels that the next sewing is simply trivial, and the flying needle is sewn up in two clicks.

The second one is much stronger than the first, not to mention the fine stitches, and even the wiring is straighter.

Wang Yongzhu became interested, so excited that he couldn't stop, pinched the little face of the golden spoon, and excitedly rushed into Mrs. Zhang's house to find torn clothes to sew.

Mrs. Zhang, don't look at people, but in the countryside, people are also exquisite, and the clothes are clean and neat.

Any damage to the clothes on weekdays was all left by her to the Jiang family to be repaired.

Wang Yongzhu rummaged through boxes and cabinets in the house for a long time, but did not find a single one that needed to be sewn by himself.

I walked out a little depressed, and I just saw that the golden spoon had been waiting for my aunt for a long time, and I didn't come out of the house, and the child couldn't sit still, so I jumped off the chair and wanted to go to my aunt to play.

The person has short calves, and he accidentally planted a heel, and the corners of his clothes are still caught in the cracks of the chairs.

"Snort-" with a loud tear.

Wang Yongzhu's eyes lit up, isn't this the training experience sent to the door.

He stepped forward first and picked up the golden spoon and patted the ashes on his body.

Although the little golden spoon fell, the children of the Zhuang family were solid, and their eyes were not even red, so they rushed at Wang Yongzhu: "Auntie-"

Wang Yongzhu rubbed the little guy's hair, brought water to wash his hands and face, put the little guy on the chair with one hand and sat down, and the other hand had already gone to find the thread.

"It's okay, sit down, my aunt will sew your clothes for you." As he spoke, he put on the thread, took the needle, and planned to mend the clothes on the little one's body.

Just when the Jiang family cleaned up the stove house and came out, he was scared into a cold sweat: "Little sister, stop-"

Three steps and two steps rushed over, first looked at his little son, fortunately, unharmed, the little guy didn't know what was going on, thinking that his mother was playing with him, and he was happy to shake his little short legs quickly: "Mother-"

Jiang saw at a glance that the clothes on Jin Spoon's body were torn, and then saw that the sister-in-law was holding a needle and thread, and knew that she wanted to mend her son's clothes.

For a while, her face was a little embarrassed, ashamed of her villain's heart, and a little embarrassed, she took off the clothes on the golden spoon while teaching Wang Yongzhu: "Little sister, the rules handed down by our ancestors are that you can't use needlework on living people, especially the clothes you wear on your body, you must take them off if you want to sew them." This is a taboo and must not be committed! ”

Seeing that Jiang said so solemnly, Wang Yongzhu secretly wrote it down in his heart and reminded himself that he must not forget.

The way Jiang pounced just now, it is estimated that he thought he was going to hurt the golden spoon, it seems that Wang Yongzhu left a bad impression on them too much before, even if he has been trying to change subtly, not to mention others, at least he has always released kindness to Jiang, and he thought that Jiang should have some faith in himself, but at the critical moment, Jiang remembered the previous Wang Yongzhu.

It seems that if you want to really change your image, you have to accumulate over time, not a day and a month.

Thinking about it like this, Wang Yongzhu calmed down, nodded, said that he remembered it, and was happy to ask: "Is there any origin of this taboo?" ”

Jiang was also worried about the sister-in-law's temper, but it can be seen that the sister-in-law didn't seem to be aware of her vigilance and vigilance at all, and asked curiously about taboo things.

Jiang Shi breathed a sigh of relief, and while taking out a rag head from the sewing basket and cutting off a small piece with scissors, he explained: "I don't know, anyway, since I touched the needle and thread, my mother told me this, and it has been passed down from generation to generation." ”

Wang Yongzhu nodded, then watched Jiang cut the strips of cloth, and gestured on the clothes taken off by the golden spoon, and began to sew and mend them.

It was very studious to ask: "Third sister-in-law, why do you have to cut strips of cloth to mend clothes?" ”

Jiang was already ashamed, and he couldn't wait to find two words to talk about it, to relieve the embarrassment in his heart, and when he saw his sister-in-law asking, where would he hide it, he also carefully taught: "The golden spoon is still young, the child likes to move, and the skin is delicate, if you just sew it up with a thread, it is easy to tear it again, and the thread is easy to grind the child's skin, use a cloth strip to make a patch, the thread is exposed, it will not grind the child's skin, and it is not easy to tear it." ”

It turns out that there is still this kind of exquisiteness, and Wang Yongzhu said that he has been taught.

Seeing that the Jiang family quickly mended the clothes and put them on the golden spoon.

Wang Yongzhu handed over the two pants he had mended: "Third sister-in-law, this is the pants I mended for my fourth brother, can you take a look?" ”

Jiang took the pants, looked at them twice, and was very surprised, his sister-in-law didn't expect to have the talent of being a female celebrity.

Two pants, one of which can be seen that the stitches are still a little crooked, but the second one has been greatly improved.

Jiang's is already full of embroidery and sewing skills, but Jinhua really can't sit still, she would rather go to hunt pigweed, collect firewood than touch these, plus she has her own plans in her heart, and she can't teach Jinhua during the day, and at night, the black light is blind, and she can't teach it if she wants to.

She had learned from her mother how to judge whether a person had the talent for embroidery, but unfortunately, Jinhua did not inherit her mother's talent.

She also thought that there was no successor to her craft.

My mother is such a girl, Jinhua doesn't learn, she just learns, and it's useless if she has no talent!

This craft must not be lost in your own hands?