Jia Chunhua sat on the kang in the main house, holding a pile of needles and fabrics in his hands, and was just about to start working, when he saw a green figure flash in, his eyes were instantly dyed with a kind smile, and the corners of his mouth flew up:

"The old girl is back! Oops, my baby looks so good today! Everything has been delivered, right? Then Lao Cao Tou didn't have any moths, right? ”

When Mo Xiaobao heard Jia Chunhua's doting words, his heart was sweet, and the snub he had just received outside the courtyard was swept away!

put the basket in his hand on the cracked wooden table, sat next to Jia Chunhua, and the hands that were a little red from the cold were directly held by Jia Chunhua, and while rubbing her, he shouted outside in his voice:

"Zhu Rong, hurry up and get me Bao'er a bowl of hot sugar water!"

Yang's full name is Yang Zhurong, and when he heard Jia Chunhua calling her name, he unceremoniously asked her to work, and smashed the red wedding dress in his hand, with anger on his face, but his tone was full of respect:

"Got it, mother!"

Mo Xiaobao let Jia Chunhua help her warm her hands, her mother in the previous life didn't have this mother, she left her to her grandmother when she was a child, she was taken to her at the age of ten, and she threw her accommodation when she went to school, and every time she used busy work as an excuse to ignore her growth.

The mother-daughter relationship is shallow, and the words are unfamiliar and respectful. With such a comparison, the love for Jia Chunhua deepened again, shook off the cloth shoes on his feet, put his feet on the kang and heated them, and chatted about the morning:

"Mother, that Cao Shishi's father is a scoundrel, fortunately I'm shrewd, he didn't calculate me! But that Cao Shishi is so good, and he speaks for me! Old man Cao's angry nose is crooked! ”

Jia Chunhua laughed, and did not distract from his daughter, and agreed with her words:

"Yes, my mother can also see that Cao Shishi is different from his father, he is a real child. Lao Cao Tou can get such a son, it is really a blessing that the ancestors burned high incense and cultivated for eight lifetimes! ”

Mo Xiaobao can hear from Jia Chunhua's words that she also loves Cao Shishi very much!

There is a small table on the kang with paper, inkstones, and brushes. Needless to say than Jia Chunhua, the shrewd Mo Xiaobao guessed that this was specially prepared for her by her mother!

It's so sweet! picked up the brush in front of Jia Chunhua and winked at her mysteriously:

"Mother, you wait, I'll draw you a beautiful pattern!"

Jia Chunhua encouraged Mo Xiaobao: "Mother is waiting for the embroidered Bao'er's tricks!" This paper and pen are your eldest brother's, you use them first, and then you will get them back for him when you go to bed at night! ”

Mo Xiaobao hummed, and then precipitated on the drawing paper! Her painting skills are undoubted, not to mention like a magic brush, it is also perfect!

It's said that it's a little special, the flowers and grass, it must not be interesting, pressing the eyes, Mo Xiaobao has inspiration.

Jia Chunhua didn't expect Mo Xiaobao to really be able to draw anything, but her old daughter was rarely interested, and if she said something she shouldn't say, Bao'er would definitely be unhappy! Just let her go, and the fun will stop when you have enough.

Since he couldn't embroider patterns, Jia Chunhua found a pair of black cloth boots that were not done, took a thimble, and began to work.

After a while, Mo Xiaobao put down his pen, picked up the paper on the table, and looked at the mandarin duck totem he had drawn with satisfaction!

It is not uncommon for mandarin ducks to play in the water, but the trick totems behind this pair of mandarin ducks are very atmospheric! Leaning on the railing to overlook, the garden jade is traversal, and the pen rhyme is strong!

She handed the drawing paper to Jia Chunhua, who was doing her work seriously:

"Mother, I'm done! You embroider it! ”

Jia Chunhua sighed, hurriedly put the boots in his hand and put them in the bamboo basket on the side, pretending to be impatient, and looked at Mo Xiaobao's painting.