The little woman who got the compliment, like a child who got candy, smiled very happily.

"Or Gu Chengyu, you have the vision to cook something for you at night."

Gu Chengyu smiled, "Okay!" ”

The little girl still laughs, the cutest.

With a skeptical attitude towards life, Zhou Ziyue decided to leave this murderous place.

Zhou Ziyi made all the remaining flowers in one go, bows, roses, and sun flowers, with different colors, which are very good-looking.

Except, huh......

The pins are really bad. But Zhou Ziyi feels very good about herself!

As soon as it was done, the Wang family also came out of it, and Zhou Ziyi immediately offered a treasure, and gave it to the Wang family, "Mother, give it to you and Ziyue." ”

Wang looked at the stitch and his face twitched, "Look at your stitch, the girl can't do needlework, what can I do in the future?" It just so happens that I have a lot of clothes to make here, you can learn them. ”

Zhou Ziyi, "...... That mother, the pickles are going to be fried, I'll go ......"

"Eldest sister, I'll do it." Zhou Ziyue volunteered.

"Then I'll ......" Zhou Ziyi hadn't finished speaking, Zhou Changcun had already spoken. I'll light the fire. ”

Zhou Ziyi silently glanced at Gu Chengyu, save the child!

Before Gu Chengyu could say anything, Zhou Zicheng had already grabbed his hand. "Brother Cheng Yu, let's go practice!"

Zhou Ziyi, "......"

was pulled into the room by Wang. After a while, I heard the sound of being pricked by a needle and gasping for air.

……

At night, Zhou Ziyi sat on the bed and looked at her red and swollen fingers that had been pricked by needles.

In his ears was Wang's resolute voice, "Come back tomorrow and practice again." ”

Zhou Ziyi couldn't help but shudder, the Wang family, who has always been weak, is so persistent in doing needlework. It's her mother again, and she can't do it.

No, although it is her mother, Zhou Ziyi still decided that she can't enter her mother's room again if she is killed tomorrow! Resolutely resist forced activities!

It was a hot pain, and Zhou Ziyi got up and prepared to get some cold water to pull it out.

As soon as I arrived at the door, I saw Gu Chengyu's long figure standing outside, faintly like a pine and cypress. Seeing her come out, he handed her a bottle in his hand. "I brought it out at home before, the swelling is very good, I'll help you apply it."

Zhou Ziyi was indignant, "I don't want you to be kind, why don't you save me next day?" ”

Gu Chengyu pursed her lips, "Your mother is also for your good, didn't she say that she can't do needlework and thread, and she won't be able to marry in the future." ”

"Who said you can't get married if you can't do needlework, are you men so superficial? Marrying a wife just to do needlework? Then you might as well find a maid who can help you do everything. ”

Zhou Ziyi poured all the resentment out of her stomach as if she was pouring beans from a bamboo tube. Gu Chengyu didn't interrupt, let her say.

He silently opened the bottle and applied the ointment to her fingers.

The cold touch quickly penetrated into it, and Zhou Ziyi sighed sincerely. "It's a good ointment."

"I'll give it all to you! Apply once a day! Stuffed directly into her palm, Gu Chengyu turned around and left.

After taking a few steps, he suddenly turned back to her and said solemnly. "I'm not superficial."

Ha? What does it mean to say this suddenly?

Zhou Ziyi was stunned for a moment, and it took a long time to realize what he meant......

He doesn't need her lady to do needlework?

Zhou Ziyi, "......"