The peasant woman's three fists hurt a little

Chapter 332
Yang Cuihua spat at Mrs. Yi's back.

"Virtue! Akang is only so old, what do you know? This is because we are jealous of Zhong Qi. If Akang is not as good as Zhong Qi, I will definitely say that you are partial."

Cinnamon blinked.

"The master leads the door, and the practice is up to the individual. All I can do is to assign homework and let them learn by themselves. I can't let me do nothing all day long and just stare at them to learn."

Cuihua was very happy.

"Our family, Zhong Qi, is very good now. Zhong has done all the work at home. I just concentrate on embroidering handkerchiefs. I am much more sensible and know how to love my mother. I have been a widow all these years, and I am not in vain Shou. I think it’s okay to guard Zhong Qi for the rest of my life. Now that Zhong Qi is capable, I’m not afraid of my natal family’s troubles.”

Guixiang looks at Yang Cuihua's child-bearing appearance, and is really happy for Yang Cuihua.

"Actually, you are not bad. I don't know why you are so afraid of your natal family. If you are impatient, don't go."

Yang Cuihua sighed.

"You said it lightly. It's not that easy. Anyway, they are my parents. I can't just leave it alone. You think everyone is as clean as your family."

Guixiang asks Cuihua seriously.

"Is Zhong Qi more important than your father and mother?"

Cuihua was dumbfounded.

Guixiang started telling the truth again.

"Zhong Qi is going to talk about someone in a few years. At that time, the woman will pick on you as a widow, or a widow whose natal family always wants to remarry you. If you don't handle it well, there will be a small trouble every three days, and a big trouble every month. No girl from any family wants to marry in."

Cuihua squeezed the handkerchief tightly.

"Yes! I want to think about Zhong Qi! I must make you feel soft-hearted. No matter what you say, you can't go back to your mother's house."

Cinnamon nodded.

"It's fine if you think about it."

Cuihua laughed, thinking about it now.I don't keep my mouth shut about my mother's family.

"I couldn't think about it before. I always thought that they gave birth to me and raised me. I never did anything for them. I owe them. Now that I think about it. I was really stupid. Hehe. Fortunately, you woke me up. "

Cinnamon said lightly.

"No thanks."

Cuihua hums in a good mood.

"Look at my pattern, I just figured it out. Do you want to learn it?"

Cinnamon shook her head.

Cuihua recommends herself.

"The handkerchief embroidered in such a fancy shape will cost five cents. Besides, you should learn a little bit. When you have a daughter, I will give it to your daughter."

Guixiang raised her eyebrows and smiled lightly.

"Then let my daughter come to you to learn. I don't have this talent, so I won't torment myself. It's okay to let me embroider, it's a waste of time."

Cuihua showed Guixiang the shoe clapper.

"I think you are a good girl, you can learn to embroider. Embroidery is not difficult, just be careful and patient."

Gui Xiang squinted her eyes, not wanting to learn anymore.The shoe clapper had two needles moved before the rain.

"Someone else did this, not me."

Cuihua is speechless.

Guixiang said seriously.

"It looks almost the same as what I made, why is it just like this? It looks exactly the same to me."

Cuihua laughed.

"If you didn't look so serious, I would have thought you were joking. I'll just show you when I come here, what's different! Look at it! The stitches are not only fine and tight, but also have the same length and distance. It’s the same with the strength of narrowing the needle. Look at yours, the distance is different, and the strength is tight or tight. There are big differences.”

Guixiang frowned.

"Ah! That's it! It just looks more beautiful."

(End of this chapter)