Xue Xueer clutched the small purse in her hand and squeezed it a few times. There was a lot of cotton in it, some of which she had left before. The cloth of the small purse was also brought from her aunt, which was very comfortable.
Considering that Xue Mingming is still half a child, we can't use those too rough fabrics.
Fortunately, Chen Honglian is the one who loves Xue Mingming most, so the cloth he gave was bought by boss Xue in the town. It's very soft, but it's also very expensive.
But it doesn't take much to make a purse.
Mrs. Xue took it over and turned it over. Looking at the crooked little lion's head above, she even laughed: "it's so cute. Why are our little Xueer's hands so clever?"
Xue Xueer's heart began to swell as soon as she was praised. She stared at Mrs. Xue with a smile: "milk ~ when you celebrate your birthday, shall I embroider it for you?"
Old lady Xue was surprised: "our little Xueer embroidered so well, and mine?"
"Of course! I remember milk's birthday is in summer."
Xue Xueer has already figured out what to give to old lady Xue on her birthday, but what she really wants to give to old lady Xue is far more than a purse.
But at present, she can only afford a purse.
After all, the expensive things she sent off will inevitably be asked by old lady Xue.
Mrs. Xue just touched the purse and felt a little reluctant to put it down. She smiled so much that her face was about to blossom: "good, good purse. At that time, xiaoxueer's Embroidered Purse for milk, and the milk will be taken with her, like a peace symbol!"
Xue Xueer smiled sweetly: "milk can certainly be used as an amulet! With Xiao Xueer's good luck, milk will live safely and long for a hundred years!"
"Hahaha, right?" Old lady Xue stretched out her hand to hold xiaoxue'er and kissed her on her small face: "ouch... Little darling of milk, so good!"
Among the grandchildren, only Xue Xueer is closest to her, and she was brought up by her hand. She knows how sensible and painful she is.
Xue Xueer made Mrs. Xue happy, but some people were not so happy as soon as they came back.
Wang Zhaodi has been running to their new home since the end of the new year. She said it was a new home and a house built before. It may not be as strong as the Xue family.
But there are still a lot of things that haven't been arranged inside. In addition, Wang Zhaodi has been clearing these two days. If they are distributed, how many benefits can they get.
For example, her son's land, should the old woman give it to them? There are also work points and food according to the head. When her two little rabbits grow up, they will earn work points to support her!
Don't just eat and don't work at home!
"What are you doing all day long? What a waste!" As soon as Wang Zhaodi entered the house, she began to grumble bitterly: "this dead girl is worth so much? The money might as well be used to eat!"
Old lady Xue was angry when she saw Wang Zhaodi: "your own daughter, you don't feel bad, and you don't allow others to feel bad?"
Wang Zhaodi didn't take what Mrs. Xue said seriously at all, and didn't pay attention to it.
"Anyway, I'll go out in a few days. Your rice, noodles and other things have our second room's share!"
Wang Zhaodi is proud. Before, she thought separation was a loss. Now she suddenly feels that no separation is a loss!
"I bah!" Mrs. Xue didn't want to save face for Wang Zhaodi: "I think you want to be beautiful!"
Wang Zhaodi didn't worry at all: "Mom, don't be eccentric about this. It should be ours. We'll all score. We'll have to find the village head to do notarization at that time!"
Oh! Xue Xueer's eyes are wide open. With Wang Zhaodi's brain, do you know that the village head notarizes?
I don't know who I heard it from.
But even if she wants to notarize, these things can't be distributed to her. Even her postmodern people know that her daughter-in-law poked so many baskets. Everything is irritating. It's good to let her get out of the village without notarization.
"You can't get it after notarization!"