"Mother, you wait for me for a while." Yao Xinyue said a word and ran out.

Su Wenli didn't know what she was doing, and it didn't take long for Yao Xinyue to come back with a piece of burnt wood in her hand.

"Yue'er, what are you doing with this?" Su Wenli asked.

There was no paper at home, so Yao Xinyue could only take charcoal and draw on the table.

Su Wenli was puzzled at first, until Yao Xinyue's painting gradually showed its shape, and then she put down the needle and thread in her hand and looked at it seriously, and her eyes gradually showed amazement.

"Yue'er, how can you draw this? What kind of flower is this, it's so beautiful. ”

Yao Xinyue withdrew her hand, looked at the patterns on the table, and breathed a sigh of relief, fortunately, this little bit of dot painting skills was not lost.

"Mother, if you embroider such a novel pattern, will you be able to sell it for more money?" Yao Xinyue asked.

Su Wenli nodded without hesitation, and had already gotten up from the stool and stood beside Yao Xinyue, looking at the picture she had drawn from the front.

"That's for sure, it's just Yue'er, how can you draw this? I've never taught you how to draw. Su Wenli said, carefully observing the pattern on the table, and this painting method is really unprecedented, never seen.

"Uh." Yao Xinyue was stunned for a moment, then quickly went online, touched her head with a blank face and said, "I don't know, that's what I thought, and then I drew it, mother, is there anything wrong?" ”

Su Wenli stared at her for a while, thinking of Yao Xinyue's sudden ability to speak, her eyes turned red, tears slowly fell, and she choked up: "It must have been given to you by the immortals brought by your father before, it must be Ah Hui who is not worried about our orphans and widows, which makes you ......"

Su Wenli couldn't say the next words, because the choking sound had drowned out everything.

"Mother, it's okay, it's all over, it will be fine in the future." Yao Xinyue stepped forward and hugged her gently, relieved.

Seeing this, Yao Xincheng ran to the feet of the two without even putting on his shoes, hugged the feet of the two of them, and his eyes were red.

Yao Xinyue hurriedly squatted down and picked him up.

"Why did you wash your feet?" Yao Xinyue glared at him.

Su Wenli also wiped away her tears and said, "Yue'er, you accompany your brother, I will hurry up and embroider this pattern." ”

Yao Xinyue frowned: "Mother, you still have to embroider at this hour." ”

Time flashed in her mind, and she saw the hand of half past eight on the alarm clock, and she was now getting used to having such a strange space in her body.

Su Wenli took the embroidery basket to her side and began to pick up the thread, Yao Xinyue sighed helplessly, hugged Yao Xincheng back to the bed, and asked him to sleep first.

Go back to the table and sit down, although she can't help much, but she can accompany her mother.

Su Wenli is really a master of embroidery, and she started embroidering after matching the color.

"By the way, Yue'er, do you draw anything else?" Su Wenli asked.

Yao Xinyue thought for a moment and nodded.

Su Wenli was overjoyed and said, "There is paper in the box under the wardrobe, can you help my mother draw more?" ”

Yao Xinyue raised her eyebrows, is there paper? She thought she would have to get some back.

As if seeing what she was thinking, Su Wenli explained: "This is the paper I bought back to teach you to write, it's not a good paper, but it can be used, it's better than drawing on the table." ”

"Hmm." Yao Xinyue answered and went to rummage through the box.

The mother and daughter were like this, embroidering and painting one by one, until the hands of the alarm clock skipped past twelve o'clock, Yao Xinyue couldn't bear it and fell asleep on the table.