Jiang Yao didn't expose it, and continued to write, Jiang Shi watched quietly from the side, watching the love in his eyes gradually condense, as if he saw another person through Jiang Yao's yellow-skinned side face.

"My daughter, have you ever complained about your mother?" Jiang muttered softly.

The pen in Jiang Yao's hand paused, looked sideways slightly, and looked at Jiang strangely, only to see that Jiang's eyes were slightly flashing with crystalline things, and his eyes were a little unreal, as if he was looking at her, but not so real.

"Mother?" Jiang Yao called softly.

"Huh?" Jiang Shi came back to his senses and hurriedly covered up his gaffe.

Jiang Yao didn't expose it, just looked at the inkstone and said, "Enough!" ”

The inkstone is rough, and this ink is not a fine object, even if it is intentional, it is difficult to study it meticulously.

Jiang Shi withdrew his hand with a smile and said, "Mother, go and pour you a glass of water!" After saying that, he left her sight as if he was running away.

Her father is Wen Changbo, her mother has lived with her father, and it is not surprising that she can study ink, but she always feels that there is something she doesn't know, and today, she is more sure of what she thinks.

Jiang poured a glass of water, Jiang Yao had already written the notice, and it was almost dry after blowing the ink on the side of her mouth a few times.

She took the steaming water and asked, "Would you like to learn double-sided embroidery?" ”

"Of course I do!" Jiang was ecstatic, she had done embroidery all her life, how could she be so good at her skills

"From today onwards, when I embroider, you will watch from the sidelines, and I will teach you everything in detail!" Jiang Yao looked up at Jiang with a smile on the corner of her eyebrows.

Jiang moved a stool and sat on the side and said, "Okay! Mother, study hard! ”

Jiang Yao: "......"

This enthusiasm and curiosity are really not ordinarily strong.

Jiang Yao wiped the unwarranted black line on his forehead and said, "I'll draw a trick first!" Good embroidery skills must be matched with good patterns to show nobility. ”

Jiang's eyes lit up, and they all said that the village chief's eyes lit up when they saw the window flowers, why didn't her mother see the tricks?

Jiang Yao picked up the pen again and started to write on the straw paper, which was too rough and the brush was too shabby to draw delicate objects like patterns.

There must still be a fire in the kitchen at this time, right?

I still remember that the pencils made by a girl in Beijing in the previous life were made of burning sticks, which can be sharpened very fine, which is perfect for drawing drawings and patterns!

The more Jiang Yao thought about it, the more she felt like a cat scratching it, so Jiang Yao put down the brush in her hand, went to the kitchen, and took a burning stick that had been used for a long time.

That is, in half a day's effort, a dirty and black burning stick can be turned into a delicate and delicate pencil.

In the embroidery workshop in the front yard, Yueniang walked back and forth for two years, stretched her neck and watched, "I don't know what Miss Jiang is doing, I saw her holding a burning stick in the morning, and she clicked for a long time." ”

"Could it be that you can get some rare objects?" Dong Niang also watched.

I don't know when, yesterday I looked at Jiang Yao's girl coldly and walked over and said, "Let Jean!" Let's Jean! What can a burning stick do? It's just that there are many ugly people! ”

With that, she squeezed the two of them apart and walked to her seat.

Dong Niang and Yue Niang looked at each other and ignored her, cut a sound, stretched their necks and continued to look.

Miao girl's intolerable temperament will suffer sooner or later, and now she is doing work here in charge, relying on her aunt, naturally no one dares to say anything, and she may not know how to suffer if she goes out!

Seeing that the two of them were indifferent, Li Qingmiao pulled her neck again and said, "Look at it, you don't do so much work, my aunt didn't give you money to let you come to see the excitement!" ”

Dong Niang rolled her eyes unhappily, pinched her throat and said, "Yes!" My aunt! ”

Seeing that the two of them returned to their seats, Li Qingmiao also started embroidering.

It's just that from time to time, I still look out through the half-open window.

"Humph!" Li Qingmiao pursed her lips and glared at Jiang Yao from time to time.

Obviously, the warm winter sun hangs high in the air, but Jiang Yao always feels that the back of her neck is cold, not like the dry cold of winter, but the gusting wind.

Doubts condensed in the center of her eyebrows, Jiang Yao turned her head to look at the past following her feelings, and saw a pair of gloomy eyes behind the half-open window.

Those eyes are beautiful, but the disgust in them has cast a layer of haze on a pair of beautiful eyes.

That girl again?

Jiang Yao asked herself, she didn't offend this girl, but she didn't know where her hostility came from.

That's it, such a person has encountered a lot in his previous life, as long as he doesn't embarrass him, it's better to let her go.

It's just that Jiang Yao doesn't know that the existence of some people is born to stand in the way of others, so why should they be offended?

After a while, Li Qingmiao finally couldn't bear it anymore and rushed over angrily from the embroidery workshop in the front yard.

"Jiang Yao! What are you doing? The girl's sharp voice entered her ears, piercing Jiang Yao'e's eyebrows slightly.

She put down the work in her hand, turned her head, and asked instead of answering, "What am I doing, can't you see?" ”

Li Qingmiao's throat choked when she was asked, can't you see it? Was she refuted by the new girl?

"Of course I did! I'm asking you if you don't do a good embroidery job, why do you click and burn the stick?! ”

"What's your business?" Jiang Yao glanced at Li Qingmiao, who was so angry that she blushed and had a thick neck, turned her head and continued to do her work.

"You! How dare you talk to me like that?! Li Qingmiao pointed at Jiang Yao, who didn't put her in her eyes at all, and stomped her feet!

Jiang Yao didn't plan to deal with her, she was just a little girl who hadn't grown up, so there was really no need to worry about her.

Li Qingmiao waited for a while, and when she saw that Jiang Yao's movements in her hands did not stop, and she did not answer her words again, she was so angry that she went up and grabbed the burning stick in Jiang Yao's hand.

Jiang Yao was caught off guard, and was really snatched by her.

"Give it to me!" She said with a calm face.

"Don't give it!" Li Qingmiao's eyes were red with anger, what kind of murder was she? Are you still doing your job?

Jiang Yao stood up, without any extra nonsense, and reached out to grab it.

Where is Li Qingmiao's opponent, Jiang Yao often goes up the mountain to hunt and chop wood, and she has never done any dirty work, Li Qingmiao can only embroider, one king and one bronze.

Jiang Yao snatched the burning stick almost as soon as he could, and Li Qingmiao was willing to kick it on the box that was placed on the ground and contained the lead foam that clicked off the burning stick.

The small box was the size of two palms, and it was kicked violently, and it spun twice in the air, and the lead foam drew a graceful arc in front of him, and with the northwest wind, the ocean sprinkled and disappeared in front of him.

The broken box fell to the ground with a thud, shaking the remaining powder in the last box three times, and finally there was nothing left on the ground, and it was the kind that couldn't be picked up!

Li Qingmiao looked at Jiang Yao with an ugly face proudly, and said proudly, "What do you look at, useless things, sprinkle worry-free ......"