Chapter 45: Questioned Talent

Mo Xiaobao took a sip of the sugar water that was blown warm by Jia Chunhua.

The sweetness is not strong, just right, just this bowl of sugar water is a luxury in the Mo family.

Yang's dissatisfied heart complained, what kind of person Mo Xiaobao was spoiled by his mother-in-law! I don't know anything, I have to be fed if I drink water! If she gets married in the future, she will suffer in her husband's family! Look how proud she is!

At that time, it is useless for the mother-in-law to feel distressed! The daughter who got married spilled the water and went back to her parents' house to complain, who can really help her?

He began to embroider in obscurity, and after a while, a small flower had been embroidered, Mo Xiaobao paid attention, the flower bones were really delicately embroidered! Again, humbly ask her for advice:

"Third sister-in-law, if I can paint on the cloth, can you really embroider it as it is?"

He stopped his hand and looked this way. Her eyes were long and charming, and her double eyelids were deeply sliced, sweeping straight into the mane, and she thought carefully for a moment, and her lips squirmed slightly, like two petals trembling in the cold wind:

"If you can really do this, you can really embroider it, but the ink will smudge on the canvas, and if you don't wash it in time, it will leave traces. I am afraid that there is nothing in this world that can paint on cloth, and can clean the marks without smudging. ”

Sighing shallowly, he continued frankly:

"Sister-in-law, it's not that no one can embroider the sample on your paper, it's just that such capable people are professional, and they have been practicing since childhood, and they have to pay attention to talent. Only the top embroiderers in the palace have this ability. Ordinary people in the market, where do they have that foundation. ”

After this explanation, Mo Xiaobao had an epiphany, and it seems that the gift package given to her by the system is really useful!

Only chalk is a powder that is easy to clean, does not smudge, and lasts on the fabric for a long time! With He's guarantee, Mo Xiaobao swept away his disappointment, and was bound to threaten with Jia Chunhua:

"Mother, from tomorrow onwards, I will go to find a fetish that can paint on cloth! When the time comes, your embroidery will be simple! ”

Yang sneered: "Sister-in-law, you really dare to say big things!" It's okay to say it at home, don't run out and talk nonsense, lest you have a bad reputation. ”

He continued to embroider, she naturally didn't believe Mo Xiaobao's words, but she didn't dare to laugh at her sister-in-law.

Jia Chunhua couldn't get used to seeing Yang like this, thinking that she had just finished teaching her yesterday, and not only did she not collect it today, but she also dared to laugh at her old daughter with shame on her nose and face, and the anger in her heart also rushed to Tianlinggai at once.

His gaze fell on Yang's body, his lips squirmed briskly, and a large string of words poured out like pouring water, smooth as the catharsis of a waterfall:

"You little hoof, what face do you have to hurt my daughter here! How do you know that Boa can't find it? At least Bao'er dares to think and dare to do, just rush at her courage, I don't know how many times stronger than you, a woman with a belly full of intestines!

Country Confucian, I think you're jealous of Bao'er's talent! Bah! What a shame! Bao'er's talent is all inherited from me, who told you not to have that life! I know all day long that I am in this house and the mud, and I don't think about it at all! ”

Fiercely gouging out his eyes and sitting on the chair with a bitter face, the sulking Yang turned around and smiled at Mo Xiaobao, the wrinkles on his face were like ripples on the surface of the lake. Full of encouragement:

"Old girl, don't listen to your sister-in-law! No one believes you, mother believes you! Whatever you want to do, my mother will support you! Besides, this is a good thing, maybe my old girl can find that kind of thing, and then my mother can embroider beautiful patterns and sell them in the town for a high price, and she won't have a share! It's all my Bao'er's work! ”