At this look, Jia Chunhua opened his mouth wide in surprise and didn't speak, his eyes were like walnuts!

The beautiful pattern on the drawing paper turned out to be from the hand of her old daughter! When will her old daughter start painting?

"Oh my Bao'er, my Bao'er is amazing, what do you do! This painting is too good-looking, my old daughter is talented, why didn't my mother find it before! ”

Jia Chunhua screamed happily, which sounded somewhat exaggerated, and then squinted her eyes, looking at the painting paper silently and for a long time, the sunlight passed through the window paper, printing the smile on her face, and it was not gone for a long time, as if it was as rich as a carving.

Mo Xiaobao also realized that something was wrong, after all, Mo Xiaobao couldn't draw in the past! pretended to be extremely proud, and praised it complacently:

"Mother, that's not inherited your intelligence! I think I was born with this painting potential, as soon as I picked up the pen, I conceived this picture in my head, but I didn't expect to really draw a seven-eight-point portrait!

Hurry up and embroider this, I'll talk about the color matching, and the embroidery will definitely sell for a good price! ”

Jia Chunhua's face was embarrassed, he looked at the pattern with embarrassment, and said to Mo Xiaobao, who was full of expectations: "This... Bao'er, your painting is beautiful, but it's too complicated, mother...... Mother can't embroider it. ”

Seeing that the smile on Mo Xiaobao's face faded little by little, he quickly added: "I'll call your sisters-in-law, He's hooves are made of red, maybe she can embroider!" ”

Mo Xiaobao's heart ignited hope again, and the smile rippled with the outline of his mouth, and his face was full of smiles in an instant!

"Then I'll wait here!"

Jia Chunhua didn't dare to slack off, and trotted out to find someone!

Mo Xiaobao's two starling eyes looked out of the window attentively, Mo Yinpan and Mo Jinzhu were fighting cocks in the yard, releasing the four chickens from the chicken nest, and the two children ran after them, so lively!

After a while, Yang stepped in with a bowl of steaming white sugar water in his hand.

Followed by He Shi, who walked without a sound, Jia Chunhua walked at the end, while tucking the cotton curtain, scolding:

"You can't do such a small thing! I want you to cook a bowl of sugar water for Bao'er, you're good! Turn around and forget! I think you did it on purpose! ”

Yang Shi lowered his eyes horizontally, and Mo Xiaobao, who was sitting on the kang, was not in a good mood, and calmed down for a long time before replying to Jia Chunhua.

"Mother, I was really busy and forgot. Didn't you say that there was a pattern for me and my three siblings to embroider? ”

Jia Chunhua didn't count her down, after all, the business was important, he took the drawing paper from the small table, carefully handed it to Yang, glanced at Mo Xiaobao, and spoke to the two daughters-in-law in a rough voice:

"Be careful! If you dare to break a corner, I will cut off your food for three days! Can you embroider it? ”

Yang glanced at the pattern, and his heart became even more dull, as if there was a black bird hanging heavily over his head, as if he was holding an umbrella above his head.

She felt that Jia Chunhua did it on purpose! This pattern is indeed delicate and smart, but if she wants to embroider it, it is simply a fool's dream!

The first dissatisfaction said: "Mother, this is too complicated, right?" How do you embroider? Unless this paper is a piece of cloth that can be embroidered according to the outline, don't embarrass me and my brother and sister! ”

He Shi also nodded according to his words, and a voice like a drizzle came cautiously: "Mother, sister-in-law is right. If we want to copy according to the pattern, it is difficult to be exactly the same, and the seven-point image is all the best work. ”

This time, Jia Chunhua was completely helpless, looked at his daughter embarrassedly, put away the piece of drawing paper like a baby, picked up the hot sugar water, blew it, and handed it to Mo Xiaobao's mouth:

"Bao'er, they can't embroider because they're stupid! Your painting is very good-looking, my mother will collect it for you first, and I will meet someone who can embroider it in the future, and my mother will ask her to embroider it for you in silver, okay? ”