"Dad, here you come."

Wen Yao opened her mouth unceremoniously and looked at Wen Xiuyi.

Then everyone looked at him.

Roche was still a little worried.

"Yaoyao, is your father okay? Or I'd better do it. She promised that this time she would be slow and careful.

Wen Yao took Luo's arm and glanced at Wen Xiuyi.

Wen Xiuyi thought, isn't it just stepping on the sewing machine, he doesn't know how to do it, not to mention that what Yaoyao said makes sense, don't jump on the old lady anymore.

Seeing him sitting in front of the sewing machine, Luo's hand subconsciously nervously held Wen Yao's hand holding her arm.

"Milk, it's okay, my dad can do it." Professor Wen and people of their generation, basically everyone will step on the sewing machine twice to sew and mend, and this little thing is not difficult for Professor Wen.

Wen Xiuyi skillfully threaded the needle, and that proficiency made Luo wonder if it was the first time he used it, and wanted to ask, but when the words came to his mouth, he saw that no one else felt that there was anything wrong, so he stopped thinking.

It may be that Wen Yao and they had already taught the boss before she came.

When everything was ready, Wen Xiuyi merged the two pieces of cloth together, put them under the presser foot, and then turned the handle, and slowly stepped on the foot skillfully.

This time not only did they change the needles, but they also replaced the threads with threads that were less likely to break, and there were two more strands of thread than the one they used to sew their clothes.

With the operation of the sewing machine, Wen Xiuyi's speed slowly and slowly accelerated, and finally skillfully turned the fabric and continued to sew a seal.

Roche couldn't help but think, if he gave the cut materials to Wen Xiuyi, maybe he could really make a piece of clothing.

Waited until a boxy piece of fabric was filled with three and a half sides of Wen Xiuyi, and he also returned the needle by the way to make the seal tighter, then stopped the sewing machine, cut the thread with scissors, picked up the sewn cloth bag and turned it over in his hand, and said: "Oh, sewn it up, go back and decorate the chaff inside, and you can also play with Hua'er and Xiao Ling'er as a sandbag." ”

Roche hurriedly took the sandbag over and looked through it carefully, not to mention how satisfied he was.

Zhuo Yi is worried.

"Lord Wen, this needle?"

Wen Xiuyi nodded: "No problem, it's just that this needle is a consumable thing, Lao Zhuo, you have to work harder." ”

"Eh, okay." Zhuo Yi subconsciously responded, and then hurried to check if there was anything wrong with the sewing machine.

After finding that everything was fine, Zhuo Yi was excited.

"Great, it's really done." This time, it really happened.

Zhuo Yi became excited, and jumped straight as soon as he hugged Wen Xiuyi on the side, this most intuitive state of excitement made Wen Yao stunned.

The 'subtle' ancient Master Zhuo realized that he was out of shape, quickly let go of his hand, and embarrassedly helped Wen Xiuyi tidy it up, before he smiled and said: "What, Lord Wen, Xia Guan is too excited." ”

Wen Xiuyi patted him on the shoulder: "Understand, understand." ”

He was more excited than Zhuo Yi, he didn't expect this girl to really toss the sewing machine out, could she get another 28 bar.

Thinking so, Wen Xiuyi looked at Wen Yao with a smile.

Wen Yao only felt that her hairs suddenly stood up, and she saw Wen Xiuyi's penetrating eyes, and she always felt that his father was playing some bad idea.

After a while, Roche went to try the sewing machine again, and found that it was really easy to use, and she couldn't wait to cut the fabric and make a few clothes to try.

"Yaoyao, can this be moved to the house for two days first? I'll make you some clothes to try. Roche said.

Wen Yao originally wanted to say that she had to take care of the down jacket first, but after thinking about it, there was only one of these things now, and the people in the factory wouldn't use it, so she had to find an opportunity to train a few skilled workers.

Since Roche wants to try it, he will first move home and play with the old lady for two days, wait for Lord Zhuo to hurry up and make a few more, and then distribute and train them uniformly, and try to speed up the progress of their clothes.

"Okay, Lord Zhuo, then we will move this sewing machine first, since it has been successful, then we have to trouble Lord Zhuo to make a few more, we are in a hurry to use it, we will work hard Lord Zhuo, what do you need, you just have to find Fan Guan." Wen Yao said.

Zhuo Yi nodded, he has already made one, and it is already familiar for him to make a few more, after all, when he first made the first one, he made a lot of bends and suffered a lot of losses, so it is not so difficult to make the second one.

"Don't worry, girl, the next official will do it as soon as possible." After Zhuo Yi finished speaking, he looked at Li Yi again, and said: "Shizi, His Majesty and the prince explained before the official left Beijing, although they don't know what the prince and Miss Wen did when they came to the lower official, but Your Majesty said to the prince that if something is done, you have to report it to them, you see this ......"

Li Yi nodded, as expected.

"You just have to be yours, and I will report to my father and uncle truthfully."

With Li Yi coming forward, Zhuo Yi was even more relieved, he saluted respectfully, and continued to work overtime with his apprentices.

As for this sewing machine, Wen Xiuyi carried it on his own.

"Boss, why don't you find someone to carry it with you." Luo looked at the sewing machine that was moved by Wen Xiuyi like this, and he was frightened, for fear that Wen Xiuyi's hand would slip and break.

The corners of Wen Xiuyi's mouth twitched, and he said easily as he walked: "Mother, I can move, don't dangle next to me, I will trip you again in a while." ”

"Eh, eh." Roche took a small step to the side, but still followed Wen Xiuyi until the sewing machine was put into her bedroom.

Roche was full of joy and touched here and there, and then began to rummage through the boxes and cabinets to find materials.

"I know that you are busy in the field, you are busy with your go, just have Yaoyao here to accompany me." Luo drove his son away without looking back.

Wen Xiuyi laughed helplessly, and joked with Wen Yao in a low voice: "This is called unloading the mill and killing the donkey." ”

Wen Yao burst out laughing, and then shouted at the top of her voice: "Milk, my father said that you unload the mill and kill the donkey." ”

"What?"

Wen Xiuyi almost jumped to his feet: "Stinky girl." ”

Luo didn't even straighten up, he just glanced back at Wen Xiuyi and continued to rummage through the materials, and said in his mouth: "Grinding is good grinding, I don't know if the donkey is a good donkey, don't you go?" Wait for the old lady to smoke you, isn't it. ”

"Let's go, let's go."

Wen Xiuyi whispered to Wen Yao before leaving: "I guess your grandmother is playing with the sewing machine now, keep an eye on it, don't let the old lady get tired, and the needle and thread, try more, be careful to prevent jumping." ”

Wen Yao nodded and replied in a low voice: "Don't worry, I have a number in my heart, and I will definitely not let my milk play more." ”

"Okay, I'm leaving." Wen Xiuyi replied in a low voice, and then turned around and shouted: "Mother, I'm leaving." ”

Roche: "Why haven't you left yet?" ”

"Let's go, let's go now." Wen Xiu, who was extremely disgusted, ran away.