Chapter 131 Embroidery
Just arrived at the door of Aqiu's house, just in time to see Aqiu and Zhou Dongdong coming back from outside, Nanfeng hurriedly asked: "Where did you go to play?"

Ah Qiu said: "I wanted to go to the town, but I met Fatty at the entrance of the village, and Fatty told us not to go, saying that many shops in the town were closed, and the shop owners were busy with the New Year, so it was deserted. .”

Nanfeng thought, this is true, the second day of junior high school is the time for the daughter-in-law to return home and visit distant relatives, who would guard the shop.

Nanfeng asked again: "Isn't the Spring Festival very boring? You can't go to the town, and there is nothing interesting in the village."

Zhou Dongdong suddenly remembered something, "By the way, I didn't intend to listen to Tie Dan last night. There is an old man in Daji Village celebrating his [-]th birthday. He invited an opera troupe to sing. How about we go to the opera?"

Aqiu said: "Come on, it must be crowded. Didn't Daping Village invite an opera troupe last year? It was so crowded that I lost one of my shoes, but I couldn't even look at the actor's face, and I was treed." Those who ate melon seeds threw their heads full of melon seed shells."

"..." Zhou Dongdong said, "Is it so miserable? But think about it, it's true when a birthday star celebrates his birthday, and the theater troupe is also invited to sing in his own yard. Of course, we won't let us idlers wait in, so we can only look around. "

Aqiu said: "It's better to embroider at home with peace of mind, buy a few pairs of shoe soles, and have new shoes to wear in the coming year."

Aqiu said so, Zhou Dongdong didn't want to go, Zhou Dongdong said: "Forget it, I'll come to you tomorrow to get the soles of your shoes."

Then Aqiu asked Nanfeng: "Girl Feng, we all wear shoe soles, so what are your plans? You are usually too wild, so you must look down on shoes and embroidery work, right?"

Nanfeng said: "What's the matter? I'm just used to wielding knives and sticks. My hands and feet are rough and I can't do such meticulous work. So let's do it. If I don't have anything to do, I will come to learn from you tomorrow." Learn to hold the soles of your shoes."

"Okay, anyway, I'll be home all day, so I'll just come."

"..."

Nanfeng returned home, ate and slept, he was really busy, he felt uncomfortable when he was idle.

Then she took out the needle and thread at home and decided to learn how to embroider a peach blossom on a handkerchief.

Seeing this, Nan Quan asked in surprise, "Feng'er, why are you embroidering today? Is the sun coming out from the west?"

"Tomorrow I'm going to learn shoe soles from Ah Qiu and the others. I'll practice my hands at home first."

"Oh, so it is like this," Nan Quanyou looked at Nanfeng for a while.

I just feel that she is clumsy when she does needlework, one stitch is long and the other is short, and her fingers are pricked from time to time.

Nan Quanyou shook his head. Except that this girl looked like her mother, she didn't look like her mother at all. Her mother used to do needlework well, and she could sew clothes. The clothes he used to wear were all sewn by her mother.

After Nanquan had finished dinner, he came out to take another look at Nanfeng.

Nanfeng was still sitting under the eaves, embroidering her things.

Nan Quanyou took a closer look and couldn't help admiring: "Feng'er, the embroidered biscuits look pretty, they are round and delicious, but why are the biscuits pink?"

After a while, Nan Feng looked up at Nan Quanyou with a helpless expression: "Father, what I embroidered are peach blossoms!"

"..." Nan Quanyou suddenly slapped Naoren: "By the way, there is still something cooking in the pot, I'll take a look."

Nanfeng put down his embroidery and immediately made a decision, he was going to see a play in Daji Village tomorrow, and he was determined not to embroider any flowers!
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(End of this chapter)

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