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Mu Jingyun couldn't help but smile when he heard her words.

"If you don't dislike it, I can teach you."

After all, the eldest brother is a hunter, and his clothes are the easiest to tear at home, and it is also a good thing that Lu Jiaojiao, as the wife of the eldest brother, learns to mend clothes.

"Don't dislike it, don't dislike it, I'm not qualified to say I dislike it." Lu Jiaojiao waved her hands and said.

Mu Jingyun's subordinates continued to thread the needle, "Then do you want to learn?" ”

"I want to learn, I really want to make my own clothes."

But she doesn't support this technique, so she can only think about it in her head, Lu Jiaojiao sighed.

"Wait, I'll get you some unwanted cloth, you practice first."

After speaking, Mu Jingyun put down the unfinished clothes and went to his house to get the rags he didn't want.

Mu Jingyun came back quickly, handed a square gray rag to Lu Jiaojiao, and pulled out a needle for her.

Lu Jiaojiao will still do the first step of sewing clothes, and after threading the needle, her eyes will be fixed on Mu Jingyun's movements.

Mu Jingyun also showed her a few stitches slowly, "That's it, you try it first." ”

It looks quite simple, Lu Jiaojiao thinks she will.

Then she started to drop the needle by herself with great interest, but after more than a dozen stitches, Lu Jiaojiao was embarrassed when she saw the crooked white line on the rag that she didn't know where to go.

I'm embarrassed by what I just said.

It turns out that what the eyes know is not necessarily what the hands know.

While Mu Jingyun was still making clothes seriously, Lu Jiaojiao quickly rolled up the crooked thread.

After hiding, the needle starts to drop again in the place where it is rolled up.

Based on the experience of failure just now, this time Lu Jiaojiao put all her attention on the needle, staring at the rags, and slowly pricking it one by one.

When she lowered her head and worked hard, she didn't see Mu Jingyun on the other side, she glanced at her with a smile in her eyes, her eyes were still looking at the place where she was rolled up, obviously she had seen her crooked lines just now.

Mu Jingyun didn't think it was funny that Lu Jiaojiao didn't know how to use needles, but since he was quite concerned, he didn't see it.

The two of them were sewing clothes so quietly in the hall, and Mu Peilie, who had washed his dirty clothes, came in and saw this scene, and his expression was slightly sluggish.

From Lu Jiaojiao's body, she actually felt a different kind of warmth, even if she was just lowering her head like this now and didn't do anything else.

Mu Peilie died when he was born, and with the situation at home, he has never been close to anyone except the eldest brother and the second brother, let alone a woman.

Speaking of which, Lu Jiaojiao, who married into the Mu family, was the first person he had such close contact with.

In fact, Mu Peilie didn't hate Lu Jiaojiao as much as he showed, he just didn't know how to get along with this person who broke into the Mu family.

"Tsk, are you still a woman? How did this come to be? Compared with the second brother, it is simply a heaven and a earth. Mu Peilie walked up to Lu Jiaojiao, saw the cloth in her hand, and opened his mouth to laugh.

Lu Jiaojiao put the cloth behind her back, and glared at Mu Peilie with her eyes, "Anyway, I can still stitch a few stitches, I think if you use the stitches, you will definitely be much worse than me." ”

Mu Peilie, who really hadn't touched a needle, also expected what the hell he would look like when he used a needle, so he just didn't lead the topic to him.

"I mean, you're better than the second brother, will you listen?"

Seeing him like this, Lu Jiaojiao was speechless, too lazy to quarrel with him, she has found some feel now, so she doesn't waste time with him, she has to practice more while she feels it.