Chapter 49 If you look ugly, you are called a monster, and I am beautiful, and I am called a goblin
Chen Xiuxiu is really ......
Aunt Zhao took her work and handed it to Aunt Feng: "Sister-in-law Feng, come and see." ”
In order to avoid suspicion, the works of Chen Xiuxiu's four little sisters are also cross-watched by people in the embroidery room, and Zhou Mujiao only looks at others.
Zhou Mujiao looked around, except for two people who really couldn't take it, the rest of the people also passed.
And Chen Xiuxiu and her four little sisters, after everyone's unanimous judgment, only passed two.
There were a total of six people who were unsuccessful, and Zhou Mujiao disrupted their works and hung them in front of the blackboard, asking everyone to vote again to see if there were more checks or crosses, and the results were not much different from just now, only one person barely thought that they could be cultivated.
Zhou Mujiao waved her hand and handed over the follow-up matters to Chu Liu and Yang Xiaoya.
Chu Liu said crisply: "Everyone lined up, I am here to make a roster for everyone, remember, I not only register the name, but also register the information of your family, and also draw your portrait, I will also check them one by one after coming over tomorrow, if anyone is not right, then our embroidery room will never be hired." ”
This is tantamount to directly eliminating the possibility of some people wanting to buy a place to replace it.
Zhou Mujiao went to wash her hands, and Xiao Wu followed: "Sister, did Brother Zhao bully you?" ”
"What are you going to do if he bullies me? You can't beat him. ”
"If you can't beat it, you have to fight it! In the past, the eldest brother and the second brother bullied me, and you couldn't beat them, but you also went to fight. Xiao Wu asked in a deep voice, "So Sister, if it's Brother Zhao bullying you, you must tell me, if I can't beat me, I'll fight too, I have to let him know that you have someone to manage!" ”
Touching Xiao Wu's head, Zhou Mujiao's heart was so soft that she kissed his forehead: "Then Sister will rely on you in the future!" ”
The little guy puffed up his chest: "Sister, don't worry!" I'm sure I'll be able to protect you! ”
"Our little five will definitely become a general!"
The little guy was even happier, he deliberately went outside and bumped into the sixth junior high: "My sister said, I will definitely be a general!" When the time comes, you come to live in my house, I won't drive you away! ”
The sixth junior high put the pen down, and turned the person in a circle, like a small spinning top, and finally both of them fell to the ground, so angry that the little five squeaked, the ninth looked at this and that, and lay down in the middle: "The sixth junior high school and the ninth junior high, good friends for life!" ”
Eighteen fluttered a whole net of butterflies, and ran back to offer treasure to Zhou Mujiao: "Sister Jiaojiao, look! Butterfly! ”
There are many butterflies in number and species and colors, and they are colorful when they look at them, that is, they tighten their wings and stay in the net, and their small eyes are aggrieved, revealing the yearning to fly higher.
Zhou Mujiao's heart moved, and told Eighteen: "Eighteen, let's release them." ”
"But if you let them out, they'll fly away! It took me a long time to catch it! I'm going to keep them in my room and see them when I open them! "Eighteen milky voices.
"If you keep them in the net, they'll die before it gets dark, release them and you'll be able to see them every day when you open your eyes."
"Really? Won't you run away when you release it? ”
"No, it won't."
Eighteen has a blind sense of trust in Zhou Mujiao, Zhou Mujiao said that she would not run, so she would definitely not run.
Hundreds of butterflies broke free from their nets and danced happily around Zhou Mujiao.
Eighteen screamed: "Sister Jiaojiao, look! They really don't go away! They're flying around you! ”
Zhou Mujiao was emotional, and danced ballet there.
The dress is flying, the smile is bright, and there are hundreds of colorful butterflies around, who has ever seen this kind of scenery?
Eighteen was so excited that he clapped his hands, and then he also messed in, screaming while jumping.
Zhou Mujiao was tired of dancing, she stopped, she stretched out her hand out, and all those butterflies stopped: "It's getting dark, go home, come back tomorrow morning to find eighteen plays!" ”
Hundreds of butterflies flew around Zhou Mujiao three times, and under the leadership of a black golden-winged butterfly, they evacuated in an orderly manner.
Eighteen was already shouting, "Goodbye butterfly!" You'll have to come and play with me tomorrow! I'm going to dance! Sister, you teach me to dance, just that dance, eighteen to learn! ”
"Okay, okay, after dinner, my sister will teach you."
"Sister is so nice! Sister I love you! ”
Who can withstand the cute crit of human cubs, there is no one at all!
At this time, a small voice came: "Why do those butterflies circle around Liuya?" Is she a butterfly fairy? ”
The other stepped back: "What butterfly fairy, that's a goblin!" The storyteller of the Good Luck Restaurant said that except for the immortals who have become immortals, the rest are demons! ”
"Xiuxiu, your brother Zhao must have been fascinated by the goblins to treat you like this! Quick, kill that demon! ”
Chen Xiuxiu and her four friends, only two were selected for the embroidery room, and the two naturally saw Zhou Mujiao dancing with butterflies, but they didn't say anything, in front of work, any good sister, they had to stand aside.
"Xiuxiu, what are you still doing in a daze, kill her! Kill her, your brother Zhao will definitely marry you! When the time comes, the embroidery workshop will be yours too! One of the friends stuffed Chen Xiuxiu with a wooden stick, and it was obvious that she had a grudge against her for losing the election.
Chen Xiuxiu was pushed and held the wooden stick forward: "You, why do you let butterflies dance with you?" Are you a youkai? ”
Zhou Mujiao remembered that Hanxiang was dancing in the imperial garden to attract butterflies, but Emperor Qianlong saw a correct plot.
She smiled faintly: "I'm not a monster. ”
"You're a youkai! Why else would you-"
"If you're ugly, you're called a monster, and if I'm so good-looking, I'm called a goblin."
Chen Xiuxiu gasped: "You are shameless!" ”
"You're envious to see me dancing with butterflies, right?" Zhou Mujiao leaned over and whispered, "I know the method, but I won't tell you." ”
Chen Xiuxiu grabbed her, with a posture that she wouldn't let her go if she didn't say anything, Zhou Mujiao was helpless: "Okay, then I'll give you a little hint, because I have something that butterflies like, as long as you have something that butterflies like, butterflies will dance around you!" ”
Chen Xiuxiu and a few friends discussed what kind of things butterflies like while going down the mountain.
One of them whispered, "I smell a lot of fragrance on her, she must have put on the balm." Xiuxiu, you also go to apply the most fragrant balm, and the butterflies must also come. ”
"It's not the scent of balm."
Chen Xiuxiu closed her eyes and recalled: "It's the fragrance of flowers, the fragrance of flowers." ”
Everyone's information was registered, and the sun went down, and only a red glow remained on the horizon, as if it had been burned by fire.
Zhao Yunjing shouted with the dishes: "Wash your hands and eat!" ”
When she was almost full, Zhou Mujiao spoke up: "Uncle Zhao, I want to build a few houses next to your house, and when the embroidery workshop expands, there will be more people, which will affect the daily life of your family." ”
Uncle Zhao glanced at Zhao Yunjing, and saw that his son was just bowing his head to eat, so he nodded in response: "My legs and feet have almost recovered, I will go down the mountain tomorrow to find a few people, and you will tell me in detail how to cover ......."
After the meal, Zhou Mujiao drew a floor plan with Uncle Zhao to explain which functional areas she needed, and Zhao Yunjing was called outside the house by Aunt Zhao.
"Mother."
"What do you think of Gillian?"