After passing through the book, take Party A's system to escape from the famine

Chapter 182 Small Body, Big Trouble

Zhou Huan tilted his head and leaned on his chin to look at Xiaoman.

Hey, although Xiaoman is destined to be a high-ranking official in the future, but if he worries about the people of the world at such a young age, he will definitely grow old soon.

In the officialdom, they are assigned by relatives, and his younger brother is a deadhead, which is enough to make her worry about her for the rest of her life.

Somehow, Hu Zongxian came to Zhou Huan's mind.

This person can be regarded as an upright official in history, but unfortunately, he went to prison with the wrong person, and hanged himself in prison in order to repay his kindness.

This character is rare.

But looking at Xiaoman, why does he somehow feel that this child is the kind of stubborn person?

The road to Shoufu is long, and she doesn't want her brother to have too many thorns and twists and turns along the way.

Therefore, Zhou Huan decided that if he didn't play now, he would wait when.

Spring is here, everything is recovering, and it's time for us to origami kites and fly kites.

A few days later, when the eldest sister greeted her, all the children in the village ran out barefoot and beat her up.

The father in the back ran with a broom and scolded: "Little brat, you don't wear shoes, and you don't wear shoes! Next time, if you don't wear shoes, you won't be allowed to sleep on the kang!"

Now, by the edge of the forest, Zhou Huan was standing with his hips akimbo, all the little dolls in Taohua Village were there, and the competition began!
The little dolls of each family have already been prepared, some of them have huge kites, and it seems that their parents took them to the county to buy them.

Moreover, the skeleton has good flexibility, and it almost soars into the sky when running against the wind.

Looking at the ordinary contestants, some are barely a small swallow, and some are at most a few pieces of bamboo branches.

It seems to get up, but it can't fly, so it can only be dragged on the ground twice, trying to have fun, trying to be crazy.

"Look at me, look at me, my kite was made by Sister Xiaohua, and the swallows on it are wearing clothes embroidered by Sister Xiaohua."

The children around looked at the things in Goudanzi's hands, and suddenly felt that their toys were not good, so they threw down and ran after Goudanzi's ass.

Goudanzi ran so heartlessly that he plunged into his elder brother's arms.

Sun Fugui looked at the child king with a smile, and told Zhou Huan: "You should be careful, don't go too close to the mountain, there are all nets and covers laid by your uncle Dawang.

There are snakes, wild boars, and pheasants in the mountains. If they hit you, it will be a serious illness. "

Looking at Sun Fugui's gesticulation, it meant a lot.

Fortunately, Zhou Huan didn't decide to take the children up the mountain to pick wild vegetables, otherwise it would have become a meal for those beasts.

Sun Fugui said: "You son of a bitch, don't be crazy, the clothes are dirty and Xiaohua has to mend them for you when you go back, mother will beat you carefully when she sees it."

When Goudanzi was told this, he lowered his head in embarrassment, and let go of the kite, giving it to his friends.

I can only look up to the sky with envy after following Zhou Huan.

Zhou Huan and Zhou Man muttered.

"You say it's strange, this Grandma Li would actually beat up the dog because of Xiaohua. The sun really came out from the west."

Zhou Man frowned, thinking to himself: His sister is already much better than other women, and she never cares about other people's affairs, but she never expected that one day she would gossip behind her back like this.

It is really difficult to raise only women and villains.

Goudanzi has excellent ears, and he almost listened to a lot. He lowered his head and shook his head like an old lady, talking about family affairs.

Isn't it true that both sister-in-law and Xiaohua went to the embroidery workshop to learn art from Aunt Sun?

One day Sun Peifang said that in front of Li's face, she praised Cui'er and Xiaohua's craftsmanship, saying that the purse embroidered by the two of them could be sold for at least ten yuan.

At that time, Li's eyes were red, excited.

She had seen Xiao Hua embroider purses with her own eyes. In the past, Xiao Hua did nothing else at home but mend clothes, shoes and socks for them.

Embroidering a purse is just a matter of plunging in. If she doesn't do anything in a day, she can embroider many more.

If all of this is sold, how much will it cost?

Oh my god, she earns more than Xishuashua, not to mention those little girls, even she has put extra thought into it.

But Sun Peifang said that not everyone is like this, and the patterns are also good or bad. Now in this embroidery workshop, Xiaohua is the best embroiderer, and only her embroidered things can be sold at this price.

So, these days, Mrs. Li seems to have picked up a cash cow, and she is very protective of Xiaohua.

All the kerosene at home was sent to Xiao Hua, for fear that someone would prick her when she practiced at night, if he provoked Xiao Hua, she would beat her severely.

Hey, his mother doesn't care about his studies at all now.

However, regardless of whether it means no criticism, his mother is now looking at the test results.

If he fails the exam, he will be scolded, this is either beating or scolding, this is thanks to Zhu Wuliu's blessing, which can save him from getting a beating every month.

Zhou Huan giggled after listening.

Embroidery is very difficult. When she was a child, she struggled to do cross-stitch, let alone a piece of silk.

"Shall we go see it too?"

Zhou Man tilted his head and stared at his sister, "Sister, aren't you going to Xichao today?"

Zhou Huan put his arms around Zhou Man's neck, "Sister, isn't this relaxing with you today?"

Zhou Man: "..."

In the embroidery workshop, several people were gathering together to discuss the styles of clothes.

This is still the trick Li Laoer came up with.

He was asking questions on the stage, and a group of women were chattering underneath, and everyone could hear what he was saying clearly.

This time is just right, let them all spread out, one group is one group.

A group researched a style and then answered his words.

"Uncle Li."

Li Laoer tapped his shoulder and turned to look at people. Isn't this the village's big and small cleverness?

The eyes became a line.

You see what comes to your mind.

"You can count it, come and sit down and talk."

Looking at the two with a smile, "I heard that you can draw? How well do you draw?"

Zhou Man didn't dare to answer these words, there are many kinds of goodness, what kind of goodness did he say, if you compare it with those calligraphy and paintings, it must be inferior.

But if you want to say that it is compared with the people in the village, it may be okay.

The so-called "more than enough" is probably their level.

Li Lao Er laughed after hearing this, "It doesn't matter that the painting is lifelike, as long as it can be understood by people, and people can see what the things in the painting are."

Zhou Huan said: "Don't you know how to draw? We don't know how to make wooden utensils in these workshops. The parts are too complicated."

"I can't do it, I can't accept the old age, I was painting out of enthusiasm back then, just to revitalize Taohua Village with the women in the village.

Now let me draw and I can't draw.

It's not for you to draw these things. Our family has enough of these things. I want you to draw clothes. You have seen the world. Can you draw what clothes those young ladies and gentlemen outside are wearing? "

Zhou Huan was stunned?Seen the world?
What world?
When fleeing for refuge, I saw many dead people in poor clothes, and there were bandits and refugees who came out halfway, dressed in worse clothes than they were.

Is this what you want?A bit too unorthodox.

(End of this chapter)