Chapter 45
As for what Aunt Niu said, Mo Shunuan listened to it verbatim, but she thought it was a little funny, why did she marry Er Gouzi?
Aunt Niu's fuss in the morning didn't bother Mo Shunuan, but she had a good time playing alone.

After lunch, Mo Shunuan proposed to Feng Sining to learn how to do needlework for the first time, but the women were surprised.

Mo Xinling looked skeptical, pulled Mo Shunuan's sleeves, and asked in a low voice, "Ah Nuan, don't you really hate needlework?"

"Yes, but you are all making clothes, and I will be embarrassed if I play alone." Mo Shunuan also whispered in Mo Xinling's ear and replied.

"Isn't it the same way over the past few years?"

"Ahem," Mo Shunuan coughed twice, without losing an awkward smile, and said, "Second Sister, do you know what it means to see through but not tell?"

"Well, I won't tell the truth next time." Mo Xinling nodded solemnly, but gave Mo Shunuan a knowing blow.

The two girls whispered to each other, but Feng Sining took out the old cloth and helped Mo Shunuan thread the needle and thread, and then said: "A Nuan, come and watch and I will show you one side."

Mo Shunuan sighed at Mo Xinling, then sat beside Feng Sining, watching her embroider on the cloth attentively.

Feng Sining demonstrated very simple weaving methods, and Mo Shunuan thought it was quite simple. When Feng Sining finished weaving, she couldn't wait to take the needle and cloth to practice again.

It's just that as soon as she took the needle, she was pricked, and the pain was so painful that she almost lost everything.

"Hehe, unexpected accident." Mo Shunuan looked at Feng Sining's disgusted eyes, Mo Yarou and Mo Xinling's expressions of suppressing their smiles, and quickly smiled to alleviate the embarrassment.

This time she held the needle steady and tried to embroider the same pattern on the cloth, but this needle seemed to have a mind of its own, and it was crooked after a few stitches.

Mo Shunuan didn't believe in evil, and embroidered slowly, but the more she embroidered, the uglier she became.

"Wrong, this is the needle below..."

"The thread is pulled backwards..."

"The posture of holding the needle is wrong..."

However, in the time it took to embroider a stick of incense, Mo Shu Nuan's hand was pricked more than a dozen times, and Feng Si Ning picked several mistakes.

"I won't embroider anymore. Your hands were kissed by angels, and mine was bitten by dogs." Mo Shunuan complained loudly, lying on the bed sadly.

Sure enough, she is the kind of person who is easy to see at first glance, and then useless when she does it.

"Who told you to study hard this time?" Feng Sining frowned, dissatisfied that Mo Shunuan gave up halfway.

Mo Shunuan looked at her pitifully, and said aggrievedly: "Mother, it's not that I don't want to learn, you can see that I can learn."

"Then what do you say you will???"

"I know how to eat, drink, and sleep." Mo Shunuan still tilted her head, thought seriously for a while, and then answered.

Feng Sining looked like she hated iron for being weak, and wanted to scold her a few words, but after thinking about it, she held back.

Seeing this, Mo Yarou quickly comforted her mother and said, "Mother, if you don't want to learn, Ah Nuan, she doesn't want to learn. Anyway, she still has me as an older sister."

"Yes, yes, Second Aunt, I can help Ah Nuan make clothes." Mo Xinling echoed.

"Okay, don't learn if you don't want to learn." Feng Sining was also helpless, but according to Mo Shunuan's temperament, even if she insisted, she would not be obedient.

Her own daughter, how could she not understand her perverse temper, so let's just pamper her all the time.

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