"It's good to waste a medium-grade spirit stone in vain and use it for Lao Tzu to cultivate......"

"Oops!" Before the words fell, there was a shock on the head, and he didn't have to guess to know that it was his mother's hand.

"Mother, why are you beating me again?!" Bai Nanting complained unhappily.

Brother Changsheng also asked, why didn't my mother beat him! I knew that I was bullying him.

Yan Bei slanted at him with a cold face, "Why are you beaten and you don't have any points in your heart?" You owe it the most! ”

Seeing that the three sons and granddaughter were all confused, Yan Bei had to seriously remind:

"Don't forget what this place is, I told you not to be cautious about what you say and do."

"Violent repression can indeed solve problems quickly, but don't forget, how many pairs of eyes are staring at us around here, and a matter that can be solved with money is not a problem."

As he spoke, he had already walked to a clothing shop, Yan Bei raised his hand and stopped: "Okay, see more, do less nonsense, go in and pick out clothes." ”

Hearing the meaning of his mother's words, Bai Nanting immediately forgot the fact that he had just been beaten, and asked excitedly:

"Mother, do you mean what I think you mean?"

Yan Bei walked into the store, and his head didn't snort, so happy that Bai Nanting almost jumped up.

"Mother, I love you the most!" Screaming happily, Bai Nanting snatched the dumplings lying on top of Yan Bei's head, and the wind rolled towards the store.

"Good boy, uncle picks clothes for you, no! It's to ask the best tailor to make you the most beautiful dress, okay, good dango? ”

"Uh-huh!" I didn't know what the clothes were for, but it didn't affect the joy of the dango at all.

Changsheng helplessly raised his hand to support his forehead, feeling the curious eyes of the customers in the store, and really didn't want to admit that the big fool in white in the store was his brother.

But what else could he do?

Of course, I chose to forgive him!

Hearing Bai Nanting calling himself, Changsheng shook his head and walked in, choosing clothes for the group with him.

"Come in." Yan Bei smiled at Murong Aotian and said, "Slowly get used to it, they are all very easy to get along with." ”

Murong Aotian nodded mechanically, and followed Yan Bei inside, his gaze staying on Bai Nanting and Changsheng, who were making a mess.

He was a little envious of the way they got along with each other.

"Hey!"

Changsheng's impatient low drink suddenly sounded, and Murong Aotian realized for a long time that he was shouting to himself, and looked up a little blankly, and saw that the three uncles and nephews were waving at him.

Especially the dumplings, all eight tentacles were raised, and they almost rolled off Bai Nanting's palm.

But fortunately, the little one was able to fly and did not fall.

"Uncle Aotian, does the dumpling look good in red?" The soft and glutinous voice that belongs to girls sounded in Zhihai, and Murong Aotian found that the tentacles of the dumplings were still holding a piece of red rags.

Seeing this red, he thought of the person who gave him warmth when he needed it most.

"Beautiful." He looked at Yan Bei, who was standing in front of the counter and negotiating with the boss, and said.

When Danzi heard this, he was so happy that he turned around, and he seemed to be able to see that the air around her had turned into pink bubbles, which was very gorgeous.

"Why are you stunned, come over and show me which piece of material is suitable for Lao Tzu!" Bai Nanting urged with a smile.

He has long been tired of wearing this dress, and now that he is finally generous, he is sorry for himself if he doesn't choose the material quickly.

Murong Aotian nodded, walked over slowly, his posture was calm, the nobility of everyone's children seemed to be engraved in his bones and blood, even if he was wearing gray clothes at the moment, he couldn't hide the light around him.

In the past, he had always worn high-grade finished vestments, and he had never looked carefully at the fabrics used to make ordinary clothes, but when he came closer to see it, he couldn't help but shake his head at the fragility of these fabrics.

"What? Isn't it good? Bai Nanting asked suspiciously, his eyes were exceptionally clear, and he didn't insinuate, but he was really asking him for advice.

Murong Aotian nodded, shook his head again, and then said patiently under the curious gaze of the three immortals:

"This material is excellent, but we are all cultivators, and such clothes are just good-looking, and they have no practical effect."

The clerk, who had been secretly paying attention to the situation here, suddenly heard this, and immediately came up and said with a smile:

"This son is right, do you want to go and see the vestments on the second floor? The magic robes sold in our Tianxiu Fang are all from the hands of the great refiners, and the quality is absolutely guaranteed! ”

Murong Aotian thought it was good, but he also knew that he was not as good as before, and he was afraid that he would not be able to afford these magic robes.

However, just when he hesitated, Bai Nanting and Changsheng shook their heads at the clerk and rejected her proposal.

One person took Murong Aotian's hand and continued to take him to see the fabric.

At the same time, Bai Nanting also whispered in his ear: "With my mother here, there is no need to waste that money at all, let's just choose the fabric we like, and call the rest to my mother." ”

After speaking, he handed Murong Aotian a mysterious look, signaling him not to ask yet, swallow all the questions back, and have a chance to explain.

Murong Aotian was stunned the whole time, and was pulled by the two brothers to finish selecting the fabric, until he was pulled out of the store and came to an inn to rest, he still felt confused.

But soon, Yan Bei answered all his doubts for him.

Placing four pieces of fabric of different colors on the table, he then took out his sewing kit, Erlang crossed his legs, held the scissors, and beckoned to the three people and one fish in front of him.

Without words, Changsheng and Bai Nanting immediately stepped forward excitedly and stood in front of her obediently and spun around.

"Alright, next." Yan Bei shouted jokingly.

Seeing that Murong Aotian was still stupid, Changsheng pushed him forward and helped him to come to a rotation body of three hundred and sixty degrees.

After finishing it, he handed the dumplings over to Yan Bei to see, and then led the brothers to sit down in a row on the stool, looking at Yan Bei expectantly with big sparkling eyes.

Yan Bei was looked at by these big eyes, and immediately picked up the shelf, coughed and coughed twice, and forcibly installed a B first, and then picked up the fabric on the table and cut it.

She sat on the stool, but the fabric seemed to come to life, obediently unfolding in front of her according to her sitting position, and in a few clicks it was cut into the way she wanted it by the scissors in her hand.

The scissors fell, and four silver needles flew up, and various colored silk threads automatically passed through the needle holes.

Yan Bei's hand was raised, he held the four silk threads precisely, raised his eyebrows at the four people, and under the surprised gaze of the four people, he quickly sewed the cut fabric into four clothes.

The stitches, the techniques, are completely master-level, and the whole dress is natural, and the stitches are not visible at first glance.

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