The fool has become a spirit, and she can speak

Shang Xi smiled awkwardly: "Zi'e made this little purse very well, with fine stitches and a lovely style. But mother, I have done needlework before, but I have been too busy in the past two years and have neglected it." What Shang Xi was thinking was that as long as Wan Lianxing didn't ask her to do this or that, she, Shang Xi, could also wield a needle and thread, so needlework wouldn't be that difficult.

Madam Wan said, "You are good at talking, but I have never seen you sew a single needle for Feng'er and Cheng Youning. It is always me, an old woman with dim eyesight, who sews for you when I have nothing to do. Now that we have a granddaughter-in-law like Zi'e at home, I can rest assured that my grandson will have someone to sew and mend things for him in the future."

Shang Xi complained in her heart, but she couldn't argue. These things can be sold outside, so why do you need to sew them at home stitch by stitch? And Cheng Youning, 800 sets of clothes, many of which are too small to wear, and they will be thrown away before they are mended. How can she do needlework?

At this time, Mrs. Wan looked at Mr. Wan, and Mr. Wan reached out and stroked his beard. The two smiled at each other, and it was obvious that they were very satisfied with Chen Zi'e.

Shang Xi was puzzled. She had seen countless people. How did the old couple of the Wan family decide that Chen Zi'e was worthy of their Cheng Youning just based on these few questions? Could it be that everyone except her had a pair of discerning eyes? However, the marriage had already been arranged, and she couldn't deny it. But there was one thing she had to admit. From Chen Zi'e's words and deeds, it could be seen that this child had excellent family education. Just look at the few words that Chen Zi'e just answered Mrs. Wan, she, an adult in her twenties, would not say so appropriately and pleasantly. In fact, she also liked Chen Zi'e in her heart.

Shang Xi turned her head to look at her Cheng Youning, who knew nothing and was sitting there with a serious face. It was obvious that he didn't want to sit there rigidly. He didn't know the purpose of his coming here. At this moment, what he was thinking about was how to go out and play.

Cheng Youning rolled his eyes at the small purse in his mother's hand and whispered, "Mom, I want to pee."

Shang Xi saw through his thoughts at a glance, "Do you have any urine?"

Cheng Youning insisted: "Yes."

Shang Xi thought that she couldn't let him hold it in. If he really had to pee and it got damaged, it would be all over. So she said, "Then go ahead, and come back soon." Although they were here to see the girl from the Chen family, the Chen family also wanted to take a good look at Cheng Youning, the future son-in-law. He couldn't possibly perform worse than Chen Zi'e.

Cheng Youning nodded, pursed his lips and walked out quietly with Qiao Rong with a serious face. As soon as he got outside, Cheng Youning ran to find the well in Chen Gongxiang's house that had no water, then picked up a slingshot and threw small stones into the well.

After a while, Cheng Youning heard a voice calling from behind: "Brother." Cheng Youning was very familiar with this voice. He pouted and pretended not to hear it.

Hearing this, Qiao Rong reached out and gently touched Cheng Youning, then lowered his voice and said, "Young Master, I'm looking for you."

Cheng Youning had no choice but to turn around and look in the direction where the voice came from. He saw Chen Zi'e walking towards him lightly from 20 steps away from them. Cheng Youning's smiling face had already turned into a cold one.

"Brother." Chen Zi'e walked closer and called softly again.

"What do you want to call me for?" Cheng Youning asked expressionlessly, with a hint of impatience in his tone.

Chen Zi'e smiled slightly, and then carefully took out a small purse from her clothes. It was the same purse, rose pink. "It's been a long time since we last met. I made a purse for my brother."

As Chen Zi'e spoke, she handed the purse in her hand to Cheng Youning.

Cheng Youning said disappointedly: "I don't want it."

Chen Zi'e was slightly startled when she heard this, and then asked softly, "Doesn't my brother like it?"

Cheng Youning replied politely: "I have a purse at home."

Chen Zi'e explained: "Although there are purses in my brother's house, they were not embroidered by me." After saying that, she looked at Cheng Youning expectantly with her big watery eyes, hoping that he would accept the purse.

Cheng Youning glanced at the purse in Chen Zi'e's hand and said, "What's so special about the purse you embroidered? Who would embroider a cat on their purse?"

When Chen Zi'e heard this, her eyes widened and she quickly retorted, "Brother, this is not a cat, it's clearly a tiger." As she spoke, she handed the purse to Cheng Youning, wanting him to see it more clearly.

Cheng Youning took a closer look and couldn't help laughing out loud: "Haha, sister, don't tease me, how could this be a tiger? If it really is a tiger, wouldn't it make people laugh out loud?"

Chen Zi'e pointed at the pattern on the purse and showed it to Cheng Youning with a serious look on her face: "Look, brother, there is a bright word 'king' on the tiger's head."

Cheng Youning couldn't help but say, "If you draw a 'king' character on the forehead, will the cat turn into a tiger?"

However, Chen Zi'e said, "Brother, this is a tiger. I embroidered it stitch by stitch according to the embroidery pattern. The tiger on the embroidery pattern looks like this. Although my embroidery is not as realistic and lifelike as the tiger on the embroidery pattern, at least it can give a rough idea of ​​its appearance."

After saying that, she gently stroked the pattern on the purse. It was obvious that she was very satisfied with the small purse she made for Cheng Youning.

However, after hearing what Chen Zi'e said, Cheng Youning said more decisively: "I don't want it."

Not only that, Cheng Youning turned his body around, with his back to Chen Zi'e, and started shooting a slingshot at the well.

Chen Zi'e's eyelids turned red due to Cheng Youning's attitude. Seeing this, Qiao Rong said to Chen Zi'e, "Give me the purse. I'll put it on the young master later."

Chen Zi'e then held back her tears, handed the small purse in her hand to Qiao Rong, and then left with small steps.

Qiao Rong said to Cheng Youning, "Young Master, stop playing. I'll help you put on the purse first."

Cheng Youning grabbed the purse and was about to throw it into the well. Fortunately, Qiao Rong was quick to grab it and said, "Young Master, why are you doing this? Why would you throw away such a good purse?"

Cheng Youning said unhappily, "It's so ugly."

Qiao Rong said, "This little tiger-head purse is so cute, it's suitable for the young master to wear."

Cheng Youning asked: "Is this good looking?"

Qiao Rong said firmly: "It's cute and adorable. Your future wife made this for you. You should wear it well."

Cheng Youning pouted, but still allowed Qiao Rong to tie the purse around his waist. He might not listen to or believe other people's words, but he could listen to Qiao Rong's words. Qiao Rong said it looked good, so even if he didn't like it, this thing wouldn't be so ugly.

Wait until you get home in the afternoon.