"Sister Yuanyuan, can you teach us embroidery?" Li Ling saw that his eyes were hot and he wanted to learn, so he looked up at Song Yuan with a blank eye.

"If there is cloth, wire and brace in your house, I will teach ......" After thinking about it, it is estimated that he will not be able to avoid these two little guys, Song Yuan nodded resignedly.

Who hasn't had a support these days? Needlework and thread cannot be missing.

If the clothes at home are torn and worn, aren't they all sewn and mended by mothers and grandmothers, and they can be worn again?

Lin Xiaoxiao cleaned up the chessboard pieces, hugged them home, and asked Grandma Lin, and sure enough, Grandma Lin immediately turned out the brace needle and thread for her - it was on hand, and she would use it when she couldn't keep it.

Seeing that Lin Xiaoxiao was about to go out with her things, Grandma Lin had no choice but to instruct: "Be careful, don't tie your hands!" ”

"It's fine!" Lin Xiaoxiao dropped two words and rushed out of the house.

Isn't it just embroidery? I taught it in school when I was in middle school. Although she rarely touched needlework when she grew up, she lived alone for a long time, and it was inevitable that she still needed to sew and mend occasionally.

Whether it's Song Yuan or the women of the mother's generation in the neighborhood, in this northern city, few people know those legendary embroidery needles.

When the vast majority of people embroider, there are only one or two embroidery methods - first draw a picture on the cloth, and then use one stitch after another, finely fill the pattern with a needle.

Seeing that the two of them took out the cloth, Song Yuan had no choice but to let the two of them draw a flower on the cloth at will, and then hook the edges first, and then ...... Just fill in the blanks.

Draw? This couldn't help but Lin Xiaoxiao, casually drew a rose, and then drew a few strokes of silk vines, and after using a pencil to make a draft on the cloth, he used a blue ballpoint pen to outline the line according to what Song Yuan said.

Li Ling spent a long time drawing a bird out, and was about to use a ballpoint pen to draw a line, and when he looked up, he looked at the roses drawn by Lin Xiaoxiao.

He opened his mouth and looked down at the "bird" in his hand again.

"Smile ......"

Lin Xiaoxiao was recognizing the needle, and when she heard Li Ling calling her, she responded casually.

"You ......" Li Ling's voice was hesitant, he wanted to say it but he was embarrassed to say it.

After Lin Xiaoxiao recognized the needle, she looked up at Li Ling, not knowing what she wanted to say: "What's wrong?" ”

As soon as I finished asking, I found that Li Ling's eyes were roaming between the cloth in her hand and the cloth in her hand, and then I found out...... Co-authored Li Ling drew a strangely shaped "bird". The bird was not like a bird, but more like a duck......

Lin Xiaoxiao was embarrassed: "Sister Lingling, are you asking me to help you draw a bird?" ”

Li Ling blushed and nodded.

Taking the cloth in Li Ling's hand, Lin Xiaoxiao didn't care about the shallow bird, and directly drew another one on it, at this time, Song Yuan next to him found the rose that Lin Xiaoxiao had painted, and asked in surprise: "Xiaoxiao, this is what you painted?" ”

Lin Xiaoxiao nodded, took the ballpoint pen again, and the blue lines quickly outlined the little bird.

Lin Xiaoxiao drew a pheasant with a long feather at the tail, which looked very good.

Seeing Lin Xiaoxiao draw another pheasant, Aunt Song believed that this painting was painted by Lin Xiaoxiao herself, and she was surprised and a little envious.

The peony in her hand was not painted, but was drawn from the patterns that Aunt Song had collected before with blue pad paper, if she could be like Lin Xiaoxiao, she could draw whatever she wanted, how good would it be?

The three girls carefully embroidered stitches and threads, for fear of being pricked by needles.

Ten minutes passed, but I didn't expect that the fastest embroidery among the three was not Song Yuan, but the youngest Lin Xiaoxiao?!

Li Ling embroidered a few stitches, and when he looked up, he saw that Lin Xiaoxiao's rose vine was almost embroidered, but he didn't even finish embroidering a chicken paw?! I'm two years older than her!! If she doesn't play chess, she doesn't care, who makes the neighbors at the door say that Lin Xiaoxiao is a smart girl?

But now even learning embroidery at the same time, how can she be the fastest?! Is this girl born to fight others?!

"Xiaoxiao, you embroider so fast, aren't you afraid of pricking your hands?" After Li Ling glanced at it a few times, she couldn't help but wonder, Lin Xiaoxiao embroidered very quickly, and her fingers seemed to know where the needle came out when she touched the cloth lightly, and the fingers only needed to be staggered a little, and the tip of the needle came out from the side of her finger.

Li Ling didn't dare to do this, every time the needle was pricked up and down, her fingers couldn't leave eight miles away, for fear of being pricked.

"Huh? Tied? No......" Lin Xiaoxiao looked up suspiciously, and then entered the memory mode.

After thinking about it for a long time, she was sewing things in her previous life...... Looks like you've never been stabbed? And the strangest thing about Lin Xiaoxiao is that there is often such a scene in those TV dramas - a woman is embroidering and sewing something, and then her mind wanders, and then her fingers are pricked, and then the male pig will flash and help the woman suck the blood on the wound......

In fact, she wondered, how did those women get pierced? In her opinion, it is a difficult thing to get pricked with a needle when embroidering and sewing things, if it is not to be pricked in the heart...... Then for Lin Xiaoxiao, it is simply impossible.

Song Yuan heard the conversation between the two, and raised her eyes for a moment, and then ......

"Alas!"

Lin Xiaoxiao and Li Ling collectively turned their heads, and Song Yuan was already blushing at this time and put the fingers that had been pricked into her mouth.

Originally...... In the real world, embroidered flowers can really be pierced!

Lin Xiaoxiao's eyes lit up, as if she had seen something peerless, staring at Song Yuan's finger.

Thinking about it now, not to mention that she herself has not been pierced, even Mother Lin and Grandma Lin don't seem to have been pricked by needles in front of Lin Xiaoxiao's eyes, so it's no wonder that she always questions the authenticity of this matter.

Perhaps, Lin Xiaoxiao's sense of touch is very sensitive, as long as the needle is lightly scratched on the other side of the cloth, she can subconsciously feel where the needle tip will come from, so it is not easy to be pierced.

The two girls who were called "sisters" with a smile were depressed, and they lowered their heads and continued to embroider the flowers in their hands. Lin Xiaoxiao saw that no one paid attention to her, so she had to continue to work hard.

Not long after, the adults in the yard began to get off work.

As soon as Lin's father and Lin's mother came home, they saw Lin Xiaoxiao and Li Ling and Song Yuan sitting in the yard embroidering? Surprised, I was naturally worried - such a young child embroidery? What to do if you get stabbed!

called Lin Xiaoxiao home to eat, checked her hands again, and found that there were no needles and no blood on her hands, so she was relieved.

Mother Lin looked at the rose that was embroidered with a quarter, and while she was surprised, she laughed beautifully: "Sure enough, it's my daughter, it's so skillful!" ”

After appraising Lin Xiaoxiao's stitching, although it was still rare and sparse, it was generally symmetrical, so he walked to the cabinet and began to churn something.

After a while, Mother Lin took out a rectangular cloth and walked out, and said to Lin Xiaoxiao: "This is the pillowcase I planned to embroider before I gave birth to you, but later because I gave birth to you and was too busy at work now, I didn't have the time to make it, do you want to help my mother finish embroidering?" ”

Lin Xiaoxiao hurriedly took it, the cloth was painted with a peony, the whole rectangular cloth was intertwined with vines and flowers, it should be the pattern that Lin Ma didn't know where to find someone to expand - there is the word "N City" above the pattern, I don't know where I got it - the color is very beautiful, but it is only embroidered with less than a quarter, and now it is still more than half.

Lin Xiaoxiao nodded hurriedly, this embroidery also doesn't need any special stitching, as long as the places that need to be filled are filled directly, and those places where the silk strands are intertwined can be embroidered with double-strand thread and needle by needle, it is not difficult.

"If you want to embroider, you have to be serious, you can't embroider well!" Although the cloth has been put on for two years, that pattern is still loved by Lin's mother, if it weren't for Lin Xiaoxiao's more spiritual playmaking of these things, she would be reluctant to let Lin Xiaoxiao take it as a test.

"Don't worry, Mom~" Without saying a word, Lin Xiaoxiao accepted the piece of cloth, and asked Lin's mother for a bunch of red threads - the pillowcase was embroidered with red threads. She was worried that she was now more free every afternoon, and when she had nothing to do after painting ink painting for a while, she had to play according to the Go magazines and Go books she bought.

Originally, she also wanted to use this time to hook up gadgets with wool, but those things needed cotton to fill - there was no cotton available at home, and second, it was more conspicuous, so it was okay to make one or two, but her free time was so long that she could make several a day, and she was really afraid of scaring Lin Dad and Lin Mom. So Lin Xiaoxiao had no choice but to dismantle and dismantle, and so on.

Now that a new way of wasting time has been developed, I don't have to use it, and I'm sorry for the opportunity to do so four times a day.

In less than two days, the rose was completed, and the pillowcase brought by my mother was also embroidered, and Lin Xiaoxiao was bored again. After showing his interest in embroidery in the first two days, Li Ling turned his attention back to Go.

Song Yuan also breathed a sigh of relief - these two enthusiastic little guys finally gave up.

Song Yuan didn't know that Li Ling didn't want to embroider because she had been pricked several times and was angry, and Lin Xiaoxiao had transferred the embroidery from the ground to the ground.

In this kind of days of playing and learning at the same time, Lin Xiaoxiao finally ushered in her fourth birthday.

Sitting at the table, Lin Xiaoxiao looked at Mama Lin, who came back early in the morning, in surprise, feeling strange.

Generally speaking, Lin's mother gets off work later than Lin's father, why did she come back early today? Even if she has a birthday, her birthday is not important enough to make Mama Lin take leave?