Dear,You Lose

"Niannian, are you making clothes?"

"Well, it's not warm. I haven't started to make my brother's clothes. It happens that I have nothing to do these two days."

Thinking of the two sweaters hidden in the deep of the cupboard, Yin Qiqi felt guilty.

Go over to see song Niannian sewing stitches are dense and neat, heart move.

"Niannian, do you have time? I've been idle all day, and I want to make a dress for your elder brother, but I'm not good at needlework. I've been doing it for so long, but it still hasn't formed. "

Smell speech, song Niannian also think that her sister-in-law is too modest, cooking skills are so powerful, a small dress and why difficult.

"Well, sister-in-law, I'll see what you've done. I can give you some advice, but my skills are just so so. Don't laugh at me then."

Hearing that he was going to take out his own clothes, Yin Qiqi was in a dilemma and nodded after struggling for a long time.

"Sister in law, this is really you What did you do? "

To the incredulous eyes of the little girl, Yin Qiqi felt that his face was a little flustered, grabbed it back, and made great efforts to curl up twice.

"It's said that my needlework is bad. You still have to let me take it out!"

I didn't hear the response for a long time. When I looked around, I found that the little girl might be thinking about giving her face and trying not to laugh.

Maybe it's too funny, a little face is red.

Not angry white her one eye, sitting on the stool next to.

"If you want to laugh, just laugh. Don't let anything go wrong."

As soon as the voice fell, song Niannian directly laughed and spread it in her arms. It took a long time for her to recover.

Wipe wipe the tears that smile out of the eyes, "sister-in-law, you rest assured, I will guide you well!"

But needlework can't be learned in a day or two. In modern times, she likes to cook by herself. In the long run, her cooking skills will be so good.

Making clothes is the first contact.

Unable to bear to let her spoil the two pieces of good cloth, song Niannian found a piece of linen from the bottom of the cabinet many years ago.

"Sister in law, let's start with the most basic cutting."

"Well, now that you are a master, you'll listen to me."

Song Niannian drew the general outline of the clothes on the cloth, and then cut them along the cloth with scissors.

It was a very simple task, but somehow, in the hands of Yin Qiqi, it became a disaster.

Let's not cut it. It took a long time just to draw the outline.

I don't know why she seems very obedient, but when she comes to her hand, it seems that she has her own idea, and doesn't listen to the command at all.

Anxious out of the sweat, or the painting of the winding, like a pile of small earthworms.

"Is it bullying new people?"

"Take your time, sister-in-law. Don't worry."

Hearing the smile in her voice, she rolled her eyes.

"Just laugh! I'm not afraid to grin! "

"Oh, sister-in-law, don't do that. It's good. I'll draw it. You'll just cut it. "

Although it's still very slow, it's good to cut out the outline of the clothes.

"My sister-in-law is very good. This is the most important step in making clothes. It's much easier to sew the back."

Suddenly she thought of the wrinkled clothes, which she couldn't see. The little girl closed her mouth silently.

Sure enough, what she thought was right. No matter how good the preliminary work was, I didn't see it when sewing.

"Don't worry, sister-in-law. Just sew down this line. You are a novice. You must take your time."

A morning's effort, even a sleeve is not good, the little girl really want to doubt life.

I thought it would be OK to give a little instruction, but it turned out that I was almost teaching by hand.

But even so, the effect is still very small.

"Don't lose heart, sister-in-law. Needlework has to take its time. I learned it for a long time at the beginning. You are already very good."

Ha ha, she learned it in less than an hour at that time, and she was able to make clothes by herself the next day.

Think about it carefully, song Niannian thinks that he is really too kind, in order to let his sister-in-law regain confidence, they all smear themselves.

"Time is almost up, let's cook first, sister-in-law, and then continue in the afternoon."

While picking up things, song Niannian whispered, "sister-in-law, big brother has finished the exam, why haven't you come back yet."

"It should be two days before I get together. Don't worry about my classmates coming back."

I don't know whether it's a coincidence or they have a tacit understanding. As soon as they finish their meal and are ready to sit down, they hear something outside the door.

Yin Qiqi put down the soup and wiped his hands, "I'll go out and have a look, mom and Dad, you eat first."

As soon as I went out, I was stunned to see the dusty man coming back.When song Wenqing saw Yin Qiqi, he was also stunned. He didn't expect that he had been out for a few days, and she had changed so much.

In fact, Yin Qiqi's appearance was not a particularly amazing type, but because of her whiteness, it increased her face value by a lot, and the most important thing was that she was very good-looking.

"Seven seven, who's here? Why don't you come in?"

Hearing song's mother's voice, the couple recovered.

"How did you come back? Everyone has been waiting for you for a long time. Today, I am still talking about you."

"Let you wait." she took her hand. "Do you miss me?"

Hearing the words, Yin Qiqi nodded awkwardly, did not speak, but kept on walking.

When song Wenqing came back, the whole song family was like celebrating the new year. Potato jumped up and jumped straight at him. After being picked up, he rubbed his neck hard. "Brother, potatoes miss you so much."

He rubbed his head with a smile and put him back on the stool. Then he arched his hand to song's father and mother, "father, mother, son is back."

Looking at the son who has lost a circle, song's mother holds his hand painfully. Although song's father only nods, his shaking hand betrays him.

Thinking of letting them talk first, and song Wenqing's sudden return, lunch was not enough. Yin Qiqi turned to the kitchen to prepare for cooking.

Fortunately, there are a lot of ingredients to prepare today. It's almost enough to prepare two simple fried dishes, and then stew a large bowl of rice for him.

"Why are you hiding here?"

Suddenly hearing the voice, Yin Qiqi was scared and directly dropped the pot on the ground.

As soon as he bent down to pick it up, song Wenqing took the lead.

"I ate something on my way back, and I'm not hungry. You don't have to make it for me. Go and eat it."

"I've fried them all. You can have some."

Unable to bear to see her disappointed, song Wenqing nodded with a smile.

"Just heard Niannian say, did you make clothes for me today?"