Salted fish dressed as Xiaofubao of the age

Chapter 79 The craftsmanship is comparable to that of a tailor
Yue Qingqing could see the qi in people.

The word Qi covers thousands of things.

Not only can you see the general character of a person, such as righteousness or peace of mind.

At the same time, we can also see the short-term fortune, whether it is bad or good.

Together it becomes luck.

But this kind of luck is not static, but will change with every thought or behavior. This is the case when one thought becomes holy and one thought becomes demon.

Yue Xiaofang's Qi is not very good on weekdays, and it will always appear a cloud of gray and green.

However, when she picked up the needle and thread, the aura on her body changed, from gray green to emerald green, the vitality was very pleasing to the eye.

This kind of situation is not unfamiliar. There are many people who are always timid when they are not good at fields, and they will not achieve anything.

After changing careers, they will suddenly shine, and even become a leader in the industry.

Yue Qingqing took a few steps on her short legs, squatting beside Yue Xiaofang and watching her cut clothes.

Yue Xiaofang was using a charcoal pencil to draw lines on the fabric. She didn't need any extra tools, and she could draw the lines horizontally and vertically with her eyesight, as if she had measured them with a ruler.

Yue Qingqing couldn't help admiring her flowing movements while watching her.

"Auntie, it's amazing."

Yue Xiaofang pursed her lips in embarrassment and said, "This is nothing special, everyone in the village knows it."

But Yue Qingqing knew she was different.

Yue Xiaofang likes Yue Qingqing, and has already made her a ready-to-wear.

It is obviously made of the same fabric as most people in the village, but it looks extraordinarily delicate when it is made.

A circle of fine fluff was sewn around the neckline, making Yue Qingqing Yuxue cute.

At night, when Yue Qingqing put it on behind her back, the family couldn't help admiring it.

Zhang Ying said in disbelief: "Xiaofang, your hands are too clever, I haven't seen this kind of clothes before."

Yue Xiaofang said embarrassingly, "When I went to the city, I saw many children wearing this kind of clothes."

Yue Jiannan couldn't help but said: "You can make it just by seeing the shape? Sis, you can even become a tailor."

"It's not far away. Tailoring is a family-passed craft. I only learned it from my mother for a few years."

Lin Chunju felt that she was too modest, "People say that the master leads the door, and the cultivation depends on the individual. Your craftsmanship is much better than mine."

She recalled: "When the family was in the most difficult time, you still made food for the villagers in exchange for wedding dresses."

At that time Zhang Ying and Wang Xiaoni hadn't married yet, upon hearing this she asked curiously, "Is there such a thing?"

Lin Chunju proudly said: "Back then when Li Dazhong's girl was going to get married, the wedding dress passed down by the family was eaten by mice, so I had to find Xiaofang to make the wedding dress temporarily and gave it to two old hens."

Wang Xiaoni had an impression, and exclaimed: "That wedding dress is so beautiful, I still remember it after so many years, it turned out to be exchanged with an old hen."

Two old hens are not a small number, but when she thinks of Li Xiaoya's appearance in her wedding dress back then, she feels that the price is worth it.

As long as the woman has the conditions in the family, who doesn't want to marry with the most beautiful posture.

This is the only time in a lifetime.

Being praised by everyone in a few words, Yue Xiaofang's face was so red that it was bleeding, and she could only say: "Nothing, how can it be so exaggerated."

Wearing new clothes, Yue Qingqing ran to Yue Xiaofang's side and hugged her legs.

"Does Auntie want to be a tailor?"

"Ah?" Yue Xiaofang was at a loss, "This... I can't do this."

Lin Chunju suddenly felt as if someone had slapped her head, "Yes, Xiaofang, your craftsmanship is still there for so many years, why don't you pick it up?"

Yue Xiaofang was still refusing, "Mom, let's go."

Lin Chunju, however, acted resolutely, "That's it. Tomorrow morning, you will go to Mrs. Zhou who lives in the village. She has the best news. You can ask her to ask if there is any house that needs help making clothes."

(End of this chapter)