Dressed as the Fujiao bag of the captain's house

Chapter 396 Why is the difference so big?

Ma Yuehong followed her words and looked towards Mu Nannan.

Mu Caocao twisted the corners of her clothes with both hands, and kept praying in her heart:
"Mother must agree to sister-in-law's words, must agree..."

After she prayed repeatedly for a while, Ma Yuehong let go, took three daughters-in-law and a daughter, and sat next to Mu Nannan and Song Jing with a big sewing frame.

After the stone bench was finished, Mu Caocao went to move another bench. After she moved the bench back, she stood in the empty space on Song Jing's right and hesitated for a while.

After struggling for a few seconds, he put down the bench with sweaty palms, and sat down beside him carefully.

The fresh air that smelled good on the young man was blowing along the night wind, and Mu Caocao was in a trance, the hand that helped Ma Yuehong thread the thread shook, and the tip of the needle pierced her fingertips.

"hiss--"

The tingling pain brought her back to her senses, and blood beads appeared from her fingertips.

"ah!"

"Sister-in-law, have you been pricked by a needle?"

Mu Nannan exclaimed, and the little head that was pressed by Song Jing on his knee was lifted up.

Song Jing's hand stroking her hair stopped, and looked sideways.

Mu Caocao felt the other party's gaze, and her heart, which had been beating wildly ever since she sat beside him, started to beat again and again.

"There is not much blood flow, the needle should not be deep."

She heard him say:
"This level is just a scratch."

"Not even minor injuries."

Mu Nannan disagrees:

"Brother Song, what you said is wrong, the fingers are connected to the heart, and the needle hurts very much."

Song Jing said:
"Nanbao said that, could it be that you have been pricked by needles before?"

As he spoke, he took Mu Nannan's chubby little hand and carefully examined it under the moonlight.

Mu Nannan directly took his hand away:
"I was pricked by a needle last summer, and the wound has already healed."

"You can't check it out now."

Song Jing took her hand back again, and asked in a distressed tone:

"How did you get stuck at that time?"

Mu Nannan couldn't take his hand away this time, and said depressedly:

"Grandma and auntie were sewing quilts in the yard. I saw that the new quilt was nice and soft, so I rolled around on it for a moment of fun."

"Who knew that rolling and rolling, the middle finger of the right hand was pricked by the needle pinned to the quilt."

Thinking about it now, she can still feel the pain at that time.

She shook her little body, Song Jing laughed and said:
"It's time to change your playful nature."

"Fortunately, it was your hand that was pierced by the needle at that time. If it had been pierced elsewhere, such as your eyes, I'm afraid you will only be blind for the rest of your life."

He is cursing her.

Mu Nannan was furious again...

With an ugly expression, Mu Caocao took the clean cloth that Ma Yuehong handed her, and then pressed the cloth on her bleeding fingertips, the emotions in her mind began to surge uncontrollably.

She was stuck with a needle, injured and bleeding.

The man saw it helplessly, but said that it was a flesh wound that wasn't even a minor wound.

But Mu Nannan was only pricked by a needle last year, there wasn't even a drop of blood on his hand, and there wasn't a single hole in his hand.

The man kept asking in a distressed tone without seeing the wound.

She thought, after being together for so long, why did that person treat her so differently from Mu Nannan?
He loved Mu Nannan in every possible way, but he was indifferent to her.

Why is this?

The hand pressing the cloth strip was slowly exerted force, and the blood stains also faded away.

"What are you doing?"

"Blood was squeezed out."

Ma Yuehong moved her hand away and pressed it for her.

(End of this chapter)