Portable space: pick up a prince to raise a baby

Chapter 12 Cuihua
"Nine Aunt" finally looked at Lan'er for a while, and then whispered, she used to be called Nine Aunt but An Xiaojiu forbade her to call her, and she stopped calling after she was aggressive.

"Hey~" An Xiaojiu replied sweetly, with a smile in her eyes, it seemed that her family, Lin'er, was still useful.

"Lin'er, why don't you come in and sit down?" Cuihua tidied up the room and saw that her daughter and Lin'er hadn't come in yet, so she went straight out. She saw that Lan'er was hiding behind Lin'er, and An Xiaojiu was opposite. , thinking that An Xiaojiu was bullying her daughter again.

"Anshi, what are you doing, bullying my Lan'er again?" Immediately angrily, Lin'er and Lan'er were protected behind her, staring at An Xiaojiu with fixed eyes.

This is embarrassing, An Xiaojiu is a little overwhelmed, in her previous life she seldom had a good relationship and rarely dealt with people, now Cuihua must think that she is bullying Lan'er, she is a little confused, An Xiaojiu, An Xiaojiu, what did you say?

After holding back for a long time, An Xiaojiu blushed and whispered, "Sister Cuihua, I just brought Lin'er here to thank you, I was not sensible before"

When Cuihua heard this, her anger immediately dissipated. She didn't really hate Anshi, but Anshi's stupid appearance made her really have to say that her man died, but she still wanted to abandon her two children every day.

"Mother, Ninth Aunt didn't bully Lan'er." Lan'er ran out and grabbed her mother's sleeve.

Cuihua shook her head and patted Lan'er's head, then said to An Xiaojiu, "Just think it through, come in and sit down."

Holding Lan'er with one hand and Lin'er with the other, she walked into the house. An Xiaojiu put the pheasant aside and walked in. The house is also quite simple. A big table and four chairs are generally more expensive than her house. much better.

Asking Lin'er and Lan'er to play aside, Cuihua sat down straight and looked at An Xiaojiu with her eyes. It's been a long time since she saw that An Xiaojiu still looked the same, but when she swept her hand, there was still some peach juice on it that couldn't be washed off. It has slowly turned black on the hands.

"Come and sit." Cuihua patted the chair beside her. She didn't hate An Xiaojiu, she just thought that An Xiaojiu was too cowardly before, and when the man died, she only wanted to be a concubine for others, and even the two children She didn't care about it, especially if she stayed in her crappy house every day, doing nothing and asking her two children to do it, she felt distressed when she saw it.

"Hey..." An Xiaojiu was a little surprised, but she came to her senses in a moment and sat beside Cuihua with a smile, a little at a loss.

"What are you afraid of me doing? I won't eat you." Seeing An Xiaojiu like this, Cuihua couldn't help but said, how could it feel like she abused An Xiaojiu.

"Um, Sister Cuihua, am I being reserved?" An Xiaojiu said, a little embarrassed, ahhhh Lin'er is right, actually Cuihua is pretty good, she started to be a bit aggressive when she came Now he is talking to her very gently, which makes her a little embarrassed.

"Don't talk about these things. It's strange if you are reserved." Cuihua couldn't help but rolled her eyes and continued, "I haven't seen you so reserved before. Don't pretend to be in front of me. It's useless."

"Uh..." An Xiaojiu looked at Cuihua in front of her, and looked at her with distaste while holding Erlang's legs. Why did she feel that the style of painting was a little bit wrong all of a sudden.

"Hey, how did you make these shoes?" Cuihua looked at An Xiaojiu's feet and saw them. Because the customs are a bit old-fashioned, she wears socks even in slippers, which makes Cuihua look a little bit Curious, is this also a shoe? ?
"Ah, Sister Cuihua, I made these shoes by myself. Hehe, I just took wood and rags. They look good. Do you want to try them?" An Xiaojiu immediately said with joy when she heard this, and dragged the shoes He leaned on the stool and sat down.

"You know how to do this??" Cuihua took off her cloth shoes. People in ancient times had small feet because their feet were bound since they were young, so Cuihua put them on just right.

"Tsk tsk, it's quite comfortable to wear." Cuihua took two steps to wear it, and couldn't help but say, not to mention the simple material, but it's quite cool to wear in summer, so she doesn't want to wear her cloth shoes anymore.

In the end, she took it off with some reluctance, and An Xiaojiu looked at her reluctance. "Sister Cuihua, if you like it, I will make you two pairs next time. These are very cool in summer." An Xiao Jiu laughed.

"Um, it's still troublesome." Cuihua shook her head, seeing that An Xiaojiu's hands were probably made for this, how dare she bother An Xiaojiu.

"It's okay, anyway, I have nothing to do at home all day." Isn't that right, I just take care of the children at home every day, and then mess around with other things, and the day passes like this, so boring.

"Not yet." Although it was a pity, Cuihua knew that it would not be easy for An Xiaojiu to bring up two children, and she could no longer cause trouble for others.

"Why don't we go like this, Sister Cuihua, how about we go together tomorrow? I'll show you how to do it, and I can also make a pair for Laner and the others." An Xiaojiu looked at Cuihua and said hesitantly.

This is not bad, Cuihua's eyes lit up, this is also a good one, she immediately nodded, "Okay, I'll go find you and us tomorrow morning" just happened to make a pair for Laner and her father, thinking that Cuihua suddenly What did you think of.

"Sister Jiu, do you think we can sell them if this is the case?" She has never seen this kind of shoes, and the materials are simple and rags. of.

"Sell it??" An Xiaojiu thought for a while, can this be sold for money?

"Why don't we make a few more pairs tomorrow and try them out at the market?" Cuihua continued.

"This is fine too. Sister Cuihua, we should be able to make a few pairs a day tomorrow. The main reason is that they don't look good." An Xiaojiu looked at the ones on her feet. Although she could wear them, she couldn't really rely on her. Shape the wood yourself into the shape of the sole, just boxy.

"It's easy to handle. I'll call Changchun to polish it tomorrow," Cuihua continued.

I have to say that if they can really make it like modern clogs, they will definitely sell, it is convenient and practical.

An Xiaojiu didn't know who Changchun was and could only nod her head, thinking again.

"But little sister Jiu, why did you suddenly think of this?" They never thought of such shoes,

"Um, well, didn't I fall into the pond last time? I thought of it when I fell, so I tried it at home." An Xiaojiu scratched her head, she was really afraid that Cuihua would continue to ask, then she Not very easy to expose.

"Is that so?" Nodding her head, she stopped asking, An Xiaojiu is what they all want to see now, maybe the person who fell into the pond will really change her temper.

Then the two of them chatted a bit about homework. Seeing that it was getting late, An Xiaojiu took Lin'er to another house. Seeing them leave, Lan'er looked sad, and An Xiaojiu felt a little embarrassed. Why is it such a style?

(End of this chapter)