[Xiu Chun Knife] My father-in-law has a migraine

It hit the street again, did you make it! ! ! "

After the ecstasy, Miao Tong couldn't help but start to complain about Lao Zhao, because she was worried about him these days, she was often pricked by needles.

"The emperor is too close." Zhao Jingzhong had a good attitude, and told the truth, "He has become suspicious, I can't put you..."

Speaking of this, he suddenly got stuck.

Immediately afterwards, he swallowed back the words "involved in it", and said coolly, "I can't let you and Shen Lian go away together."

Miaotong's head was full of black lines immediately, and she was very depressed. She really regretted that when she helped him wrap the wound, she didn't hold the scissors to his waist and say, "You must, please, please mention Shen Lian again, or I will cut your underwear to pieces!"

Seeing her strange expression, Zhao Jingzhong didn't know what she was thinking, so he looked at the lump she had worked so hard to sew, and asked, "What is that?"

It's a surprise for you!Miao Tong replied in her heart, but she said with a dry smile on her face: "It's nothing, nothing." After saying that, she took the mop shirt and wanted to hide it under her buttocks.

But no matter who the factory superintendent is, he stretched out his hand and quickly snatched the clothes out of her hands.

Miao Tong thought it was over, what kind of surprise was this!He hurriedly stretched his arms to grab it, but unexpectedly, the opponent pinched his hands very calmly, unable to move.

Zhao Jingzhong looked at the dress for a long time, finally saw its original appearance, raised his head, and took a deep look at her.

As soon as he let go, Miao Tong immediately withdrew her hands, covered her face and said, "It's not finished yet! I know it's ugly, but this is the first time I sew something."

She was afraid that he would feel that he had ruined his Hermes limited edition, so she quickly stretched out her hands to show him to win sympathy.

"Look, I've almost been tied into a sieve these days!"

Eunuch Zhao lowered his head and saw that it was indeed the case. Her hands and fingers were all pierced, including the little finger. I don't know how to do it.

He instinctively felt that he should dislike this mop shirt, but strangely, he didn't like to look at her scarred fingers even more, so he rolled up the dress and put it aside, frowning, and said: "No need, I have what I have, and I don’t lack this one.”

"..."

When Miaotong heard it, she felt that she had been slapped in the face, and the feeling of hot face sticking to someone's cold buttocks came again. She opened her mouth not knowing what to say, and she was speechless.

Zhao Jingzhong glanced at her again, and said, "You're not too tired."

In fact, his subtext is: I don't lack clothes, don't bother, it's troublesome.But he always hated people, and what he said was not pleasing to the ear, so Miao Tong decided to lose his temper.

She suddenly felt as if her heart had fallen into her stomach, and she felt very bad, so she took back the mop shirt and lowered her head.

Obviously want to give him a surprise!Didn't expect to be disgusted like this.

Then, the two sat side by side like this, looking at each other silently.

But Old Zhao was very awkward, he didn't really dislike Miaotong, it was just...

In fact, since he spent several days and nights with Miaotong, he has basically become used to having people making noises in his ears. When he returned to the capital, he sometimes felt too quiet, so he finally came to see her. Unexpectedly, she said After two sentences, he became dumb again.

"...Jia Miaotong." He cleared his throat and called her.

"What are you doing?" Miao Tong grabbed the thread on the mop shirt without raising her head.

The factory superintendent is a good hand at observing words and expressions. Looking at her like this, he understands half of it in his heart. Although he doesn't have the consciousness of "I'm too sloppy and hurts people's glass heart", his attitude is at least a little softer.

"These clothes are not easy to sew." He said lightly, and touched the crooked joints she sewed.

Miaotong thought in her heart that you knew you still hit me, and continued to silently grab the thread and not speak.

Zhao Jingzhong sighed secretly, just now he was so happy that he pulled him to sit down, how could he become such a virtue now.

"If you want to sew, go ahead."

He thought she could understand what he meant, but unfortunately, he overestimated the other party's IQ.

Miao Tong curled her lips: "I don't want to."

She folded the mop shirt a few times, put it under her buttocks, and said, "Anyway, you don't need anything, so I won't sew any more."

If it wasn't for her disappointed expression, Zhao Jingzhong would really have thought she was angry with him.At this moment, his mental activity is very similar to that of a domineering president, what should he do with this evil pen?

So he said to her, "That's not what I meant."

Miaotong raised her head to look at him with a delicate expression, like a wounded roe deer.

Eunuch Zhao frowned unconsciously again, thinking about how to express his meaning accurately, concisely and coldly, when Miaotong clapped his hands suddenly, and then stared at him with wide eyes.

"Do you feel sorry for me?"

After all, she blinked quickly at him a few times.

Zhao Jingzhong was taken aback for a moment, and said without thinking, "No."

But he felt that the two words were too thin, so he raised his chin again, gave her a sideways look, and added, "I never know what distress is."

Although Miaotong is sometimes a little silly, she can always spot when Old Zhao is being arrogant.

She immediately turned cloudy, ignored his answer, and kept asking: "Do you feel sorry for me? Don't you? Right? Right?"

He also stretched out his hand to him again, feeling a little pushy.

Zhao Jingzhong was really speechless for her, who would be brilliant with just a little sunshine, but it was better to look stupid and babble than she pretended to be dumb with a bitter face.

He gently waved her hand away, and said a little impatiently, "Yes, yes, yes."

Miao Tong was taken aback when she heard this, so frankly, is this still her old Zhao?

But Zhao Jingzhong would never admit it easily, he turned his head and snorted, "I love the clothes."

"Really?" Miao Tong moved her face in front of him and blinked at him, "Aren't you not short?"

Eunuch Zhao was speechless again, and could only look at her helplessly and angrily.

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Miao Tong was very happy, but she didn't know why she was happy, just like she was sad when she was rejected by Lao Zhao just now, she couldn't figure out the reason, but she just felt it.

Seeing that he was speechless, Miaotong was even more sure that he felt sorry for her, and she was overjoyed at that time, and unconsciously got up, laughing until her eyes almost disappeared: "Why don't you be so tsundere!"

"..." Wasn't she forced?Zhao Jingzhong gave her a blank look and didn't speak.

"Okay, okay, don't be so cold, I'll sew it up when I get back, and sew it well!" She smiled and took out the mop shirt from under her buttocks, carefully folded it and put it on her lap.

Seeing her stupid look, Zhao Jingzhong couldn't help sneering, and then as if remembering something, he frowned and took her sewing needle over to look at it, and suddenly his face sank.

"You want a tetanus?"

The needle is not young by visual inspection, and it feels rusty in the next second.

"Short oil! No way!" Miao Tong still smirked and said, "It's just a little old, and it's not rusty."

The factory superintendent never imagined that one day he would discuss sewing needles with women, but in fact, he did.

He said in a training tone: "Can't afford a new one? Are you short of money?"

In fact, no matter how poor you are, you can always afford a needle. In order to hide her laziness, Miaotong looked at Lao Zhao pitifully: "It's quite short."

Director Zhao: "..."

"Yeah, look at me, if I'm not poor, I still have to get up early and work late every day to practice stalls... Oh, it's broken!"

Miao Tong suddenly remembered that the tea was still boiling on the stove. The water had just boiled when Lao Zhao came, and after chatting for so long, it must have boiled dry, right?

She rushed to the stove, frantically turned off the fire, and took off the lid. She was dazzled by the ashes, and was almost scalded by the steam in the pot, and almost dropped the teapot on the ground.Looking at such a scene, Zhao Jingzhong felt that she was asked to help bandage the wound at the beginning, but thinking about it now, he was a little scared.

But that's not the point. Eunuch Zhao believes that people like Miao Tong who are clumsier than their feet are more suitable for sewing clothes, although they don't know how they came to such a stupid conclusion.

He was about to cry because of her stupidity, and shouted with a sullen face: "Jia Miaotong!"

Miao Tong was rubbing her eyes and blowing her fingers, when she heard him calling her, she immediately turned her head: "Huh?"

Zhao Jingzhong tried his best to maintain a cold and domineering expression and a calm tone, and said to her, "Come and sit, you don't mind making trouble."

After he finished speaking, he immediately added with a look of disgust: "Ben...I'm troubled by it."

Miaotong is a dedicated woman who does what she does and loves what she does. Although Lao Zhao has put forward such a straightforward suggestion, she thought about it and decided to continue working.

"Wait a minute, I'll be right away." She waved her hands at him, "I'm the one who wants to earn money to support myself!"

While talking, she wrapped the handle of the teapot with a rag, took a deep breath, and tremblingly wanted to take it off the stove. She tried several times, but she couldn't.

The factory superintendent couldn't bear it any longer, he strode forward, took the teapot from her firmly and put it on the table.However, with such a simple action, he is as handsome as when he is juggling with a gun.

He looked back at her, raised his eyebrows, and said, "You can be more stupid."

Miaotong was very self-aware, her face burned, and she let out a very embarrassed "hehe".

Zhao Jingzhong twitched the corner of his mouth, turned around and went back to sit down, and said calmly, "Don't do this, it's not suitable for you."

"Then what am I suitable for?" Miao Tong was very curious and sat down.

"You're suitable..." Zhao Jingzhong tilted his head and thought for a moment, then licked the corners of his lips at her, and said, "Don't do anything."

Miao Tong was very dissatisfied with such an irresponsible answer, she rolled her eyes and said: "Shall I go drink the Northwest Wind? Do nothing and you support me?"

To tell the truth, the honorable director of Dongchang, Daye