Although I mentioned the New Year's Festival and went to Fang's house to pay respects in advance, but now people have sent an invitation letter to the door, how can I go empty-handed when I come to the door for the New Year's Festival?

I must give some more gifts, otherwise I will come to the door empty-handed, and I will have no face to say, and I will lose the face of the Fang family. It's just that the pickled wax goods and some sun-dried mushrooms at home a few years ago have been sent to the Fang family, and now they must not be able to send the same thing, Song Nanzhi thought about going to the county to buy some suitable gifts, and then carry them to the New Year's greetings to be decent.

"Grandma, didn't grandma fill us with a big bag of rice candy, the rice candy made by my aunt is better than the ones sold in the shop, let's bring some rice candy, they must like it."

"What is this going to do?" Song Nanzhi felt that it was inappropriate to bring rice candy, and then said, "This is not a good thing, if you want to bring it, you should go to the dim sum shop in the county to buy some delicious food and bring it."

Then he said: "Why don't we go out early on the fifth day of the new year, and buy some good snacks to bring with us in Beijing, they often eat things in Beijing, and the taste will definitely be no different."

"Grandma, the rice candy made by my aunt is better than the ones sold outside, let's bring some things we make to make it more obvious that we have a heart, and the rest will follow what grandma said, go to the county, or buy some dim sum from the dim sum shop in Beijing and bring it with you." Mo Ziyun explained.

"What? What your aunt makes is better than what you sell in the shop? You like your eldest sister's rice candy so much?"

In the past, when the family was still poor, Song Nanzhi never bought rice candy to eat, but later the conditions at home were better, and rice candy could often be bought back and eaten, but she didn't like to eat these snacks very much, even if she bought it for the baby at home, she occasionally ate a small piece.

I bought it back and ate less, and the rice candy made by the Li family ate even less, or two or three years ago, they brought some to Wan Yun, and at that time she tasted a piece the size of a finger, and at that time those who stuttered thought it was delicious, how can I remember what it tasted like.

I ate a piece today, and I didn't think there was any difference, it was the same as the one I bought in the shop, it was delicious and sweet.

Mo Ziyun nodded in affirmation, and Murong Qingyuan also followed, "Grandma, the rice candy made by the eldest aunt is sweet but not greasy, and crispy, let's bring some for the Fang family brothers, they will definitely like it."

Mo Li also nodded, "Grandma, the rice candy made by my aunt is really better than the ones bought from outside."

"The babies said it was delicious, it must be delicious, so bring some with you then." Mo Tingyu made the final decision and helped Song Nanzhi make this decision.

Song Nanzhi said angrily, "I didn't say no, bring it!"

After talking three times in a row, he said, "Then what can we buy?" Just a little rice candy doesn't look good."

"You can send tea and wine to Grandpa Fang and Uncle Fang." Murong Qingyuan said.

With the inspiration of wine and tea, Mo Ziyun's ideas have also diverged, in modern times, most of the men are tobacco, alcohol and tea, and women can be cosmetics, bags, shawls and so on.

Even if you can follow the practices in the small video of your previous life, you don't have the time now, but the bag can be tinkered with.

The small handbag didn't waste time, "I also thought of a gift for Grandma Yan."

"What do you want to give to Grandma Yan?" Song Nanzhi immediately asked.

"Send me a nice handbag."

"What's the bag?" Song Nanzhi listened to the strange name of his granddaughter and asked again.

"Hand-to-bag." Mo Ziyun repeated word by word.

"What's the handbag?" Song Nanzhi then asked.

"I'll show you." Afraid that they still wouldn't be able to understand after explaining it themselves, Mo Ziyun simply thought about explaining it after drawing it, which would be more intuitive.

Mo Ziyun hurriedly ran to the study and took the study utensils, laid out the paper, dipped the pen in ink and began to draw, and soon the general outline of a handbag came out.

After drawing, I put down the pen and explained, "This is a handbag." Mo Ziyun pointed to the handbag on the rice paper and said.

"Why does this have a handle like a barrel?" Song Nanzhi looked at the somewhat weird bag in the picture and said.

"That's why it's called a handbag, this place is for carrying, and if you have anything to bring, you can put it directly in the handbag, which is more convenient than putting it in a sleeve bag, cuff, or hanging on your waist."

"And in this, you can also make several small bags for different things, such as handkerchiefs in one pouch, silver in another pouch, according to the size of the bag, the things that can be held are different."

"Sounds good, but I'm afraid it's a lot of trouble to do."

"It's not troublesome, it's very simple, just sew all the cloth together."

Song Nanzhi said angrily, "Sew all the cloth together, what is it?"

"Grandma, bring some cloth, and I'll demonstrate." Mo Ziyun said.

Song Nanzhi quickly brought out the sewing basket, and inside the basket was a neatly folded beige cloth.

Mo Ziyun took out the beige cloth and spread it on the table, and then picked up the scissors, "Be careful."

Song Nanzhi told when he saw his granddaughter pick up the scissors.

"I know." Mo Ziyun stared at the cloth on the table and replied, and after answering for a long time, the scissors were held in his hand but did not fall.

"What's wrong?" Seeing that there was no movement after his granddaughter held the scissors, Song Nanzhi asked, "Don't you know how to use scissors, you say how to cut, I'll cut it."

Mo left quickly, after Song Nanzhi's words, she took the scissors that Mo Zi was holding, "I'll cut it, I'll cut it."

Mo Ziyun shook her head, "I'm trying to figure out how to cut it." After thinking about it, I picked up the pen on the table again, "I'll draw it step by step first, and then cut and sew."

Next, Mo Aster buried her head on the paper again, starting from the beginning of the diagram to make a mark, outwrapping, in-packing, and then in-package compartment.

After the annotation, the production steps began, starting from the cutting of a piece of cloth, and drawing step by step until another bag was presented on the paper.

"Alright, now that you're done, you can start cutting the cloth, first cut out the cloth you want to use."

The handbag doesn't need to be too big, the size of the book is enough, even if it is smaller, so the size of Mo Aster's handbag is planned to be the size of the book.

"This is simple, I'll cut it, you are small, and the scissors are not stable." Song Nanzhi picked up the scissors on the table and cut them out piece by piece according to the process of drawing on the table.

The bag is not big, Song Nanzhi will cut it after a while, and then it will be sewn, and the sewing work, Mo Ziyun will not snatch it to do it, although he has also used needle and thread in his previous life, but it is by no means a bag, or a piece of clothing, limited to sewing a button, or taking off the thread and then sewing it again.

"Grandma, start sewing from the innermost bag." Mo Ziyun said after Song Nanzhi put down the scissors and picked up the needle and thread.

"Got it, I'll do what you do."