The peasant girl in Space is the group favorite

Chapter 183 Embroidery
Zhi'er hugged Boss Qian's neck, buried his head on his father's shoulder, and gave a muffled hum.

Mrs. Qian stepped forward to take her son back, and then pulled Boss Qian to give instructions.

Kui Wu also came back from the town at this time, walked up to the brothers, patted their shoulders, and said: "Second brother, you guys must pay attention to safety outside, be careful in everything, no matter what At this time, your own life is the most important thing.”

"Brother, we understand. You should also take care of yourself. We will come back to see you when we have the chance. It only takes a whole day to drive the carriage left and right."

Kui Wu said: "We will wait until you have established your footing and settled down. I will also visit you if I have the opportunity."

After they all finished their instructions, Wang put a lot of food in their carriage so that they would not be hungry on the road.

After everything was done, Mr. Qian and his brothers got into the carriage together. The coachman sat on the carriage shaft, waved his whip and started to move forward.

The window of the carriage was opened, and the second brother waved and shouted, "Brother, take care of yourself!"

Kui Wu waved his hand at him, standing at the door with the Xu family and watching the carriage go away.

At this time, Zhi'er began to cry.

Mrs. Qian quickly comforted him softly for a while, and then he gradually stopped crying.

Mrs. Wang said: "Mrs. Qian, go back to the house and sit down for a while. Your arms will get sore if you hold the child for too long."

"Okay, thank you, madam." Mrs. Qian said.

Mrs. Wang said: "You are as old as my eldest daughter-in-law. If you don't mind, just call me aunt."

Mrs. Qian said: "The relationship is good. My real name is Yueru. Auntie can just call me by my name."

"Okay, Yueru, what does Zhi'er like to eat? I'll let the kitchen make it for lunch." Wang said.

"Auntie, don't bother me. Zhi'er is usually not picky and can eat anything."

Back in the house, Mrs. Qian put Zhi'er down and let him play by himself.

Yaya saw a little boy about the same age as her coming, so she stepped forward curiously, biting her little finger and looking at Zhi'er.

Seeing that Zhi'er ignored her, he ran back to the room, took a small grasshopper made of straw, and presented it to Zhi'er as if it was a treasure.

Zhi'er had never played with this thing before, so he curiously took the grasshopper into his hands, and the two little carrot heads started playing together.

Mrs. Wang put new mattresses in the house where Su Chenyu lived before, and called two people to help carry the box that Mrs. Qian brought into the house.

"Auntie, I'm really sorry to trouble you. This box contains some clothes belonging to me and my two children, as well as the patterns I usually embroider. There are a lot of things, so it's a bit heavy." Mrs. Qian said.

"What's the trouble? You can stay here peacefully. I didn't expect you to be able to embroider, Yueru? You are really skillful with your hands." Wang said.

"Yes, I have been an embroiderer in an embroidery workshop before, so I naturally know how to do it." Mrs. Qian said.

Zhang said with a smile: "Farmer women like us can make clothes, but not embroider."

Mrs. Qian said: "If Sister Zhang wants to learn, how about I teach you?"

Mrs. Zhang's eyes lit up at first, and then she said, "Isn't this... going to be too much trouble for Sister Yueru?"

Mrs. Qian smiled and said, "It's not troublesome. I'm relatively free anyway, and it just so happens that Sister Zhang can talk to me. Of course I'm eager to do it!"

Mrs. Li also smiled at this time and said: "Sister Yueru, why don't you teach me and my third brother and sister too, we want to learn too."

Mrs. Qian said: "Okay, of course."

"As long as you don't think I'm stupid, sister Yueru!" Mrs. Zhang said.

"Where! As long as you put your mind to it, there is nothing you can't learn." After Mrs. Qian packed everything, she felt relieved when she saw her youngest son playing with Yaya in the courtyard.

So she picked up a half-embroidered handkerchief and began to teach her three sisters-in-law how to embroider it. She also gave several embroidered handkerchiefs to each female member of the Xu family.

Qibao also got a separate one. The veil was flesh-pink, and embroidered on it was a lark standing on a wicker. It looked so vivid and lifelike. It was really beautiful.

Qibao secretly admired them. If this were the modern era of industrial mechanization, these handmade embroideries would probably be sold for a lot of money.

The Wang family were also very happy. They looked at the spit pattern on the handkerchief. The more they looked at it, the more they liked it. They also wanted to learn from Mrs. Qian so that they could embroider two patterned clothes for the children in the future.

At noon, Mrs. Wang also asked Mrs. Jin and Mrs. Yin to cook more dishes that the children would like to eat.

Sure enough, at the lunch table, Zhi'er's favorite thing to eat was sweet and sour pork ribs. He almost ate half of the plate by himself, but Mrs. Qian stopped him from eating any more.

Wang smiled and said: "Zhi'er, let's have sweet and sour pork ribs tomorrow, okay?"

Zhi'er grinned and said, "Okay, Zhi'er likes to eat it the most."

The child's emotions come and go quickly. This child was crying and reluctant to leave just after Mr. Qian left, but he forgot about it for a while.

Not long after dinner, the three sisters-in-law sat at the door and started learning embroidery with Mrs. Qian.

Although Qibao liked the embroidered patterns, she was not interested in embroidery, so she was about to go back to her room, but was stopped by Mrs. Lin.

"Qibao, come here and see how your Aunt Ru embroiders. Girls must not be good at needlework."

"Ah? Okay then..." Qibao had no choice but to turn around and take a small stool to sit next to.

There are embroidery threads of various colors in the needlework basket, and several people are choosing the colors they need.

Qibao held his chin and watched Mrs. Qian's fingers flying up and down. Her hand speed was very fast. After a while, the prototype of a plum blossom was outlined with silk thread.

Several people praised her again, and Mrs. Qian also patiently explained some introductory skills of embroidery to them.

Qibao thought that since he was staying, he should listen carefully and there would be no harm in learning more.

So she also took the cloth and started to embroider according to Mrs. Qian's instructions.

In fact, there is some relationship between learning embroidery and painting. It is like using a needle instead of a pen to draw the outline of what you want to embroider, and then filling it in with silk thread. However, the color matching is very particular.

In some places, you can see that the colors are almost the same. In fact, several types of silk threads are used to embroider them, so that you can see some layers, which will make it more flexible and less rigid.

Qibao thought about it in his mind and decided to embroider the simplest leaf first.

When I thought of the general outline of the leaf, I started to embroider it. Although it was very slow, my expression was very serious.

After all, it was my first time to touch a needle. It was a little awkward at first, but it gradually became smoother.

After embroidering a rough prototype, he showed the veil to Mrs. Qian for a look.

Mrs. Qian was a little surprised when she held the handkerchief and said, "Qibao, your embroidery is good. Although the position of the needle is a bit uneven, you can see that it is in the shape of a leaf."

Qibao nodded and said, "Aunt Ru, this is indeed a leaf."

Mrs. Wang quickly took the fabric embroidered by Qibao, immediately smiled and said: "My Qibao is very smart. Look at the pattern embroidered for the first time. The leaves are really beautiful. She is indeed my granddaughter!"

The women sitting next to me also took it and looked at it, and they were very happy. Mrs. Zhang said: "Qibao, you are awesome. You can embroider so well. You are much smarter than my eldest aunt."

No matter how humble Qibao was, he was a little embarrassed to be praised by the Wang family.

(End of this chapter)