Chapter 630

Meiya went to the study and brought the pen, ink, paper and inkstone. She put them on the small table. At the same time, she pulled Zhong Mingwei onto the soft couch and begged others: "how many embroidery patterns do you give me according to the lotus? I can't draw myself. "

A few days ago, Meiya was not satisfied with how to draw when she drew the embroidered samples of sunflowers. Later, zhongmingwei painted them for her. Since then, Meiya has relied on zhongmingwei. Every day, as long as the flowers are changed in the room, she will beg zhongmingwei to embroider the samples.

"I used to be taught painting, but the most outstanding master of Zhou Dynasty, tut Tut," said Zhong Mingwei, sitting cross legged on a soft couch, taking the brush from Meiya and sighing. "If the master knew that my painting skills could be used in this way, he would not know whether to cry or to laugh."

"Do you think he should cry or laugh?" Meiya brought a small plate of dried fruit and sat on the soft couch with legs crossed. She was peeling hazelnuts and looking at him with eyebrows.

"Whether he cries or laughs, as long as my daughter-in-law is happy," said Zhong Mingwei Fu, smiling brightly at Meiya's eyes, and opening his mouth to Meiya at the same time, "daughter-in-law, please feed me here."

"Look at you!" Meiya looks disgusted. At the same time, she puts the peeled hazelnut into Zhong Mingwei's mouth. At the same time, she takes a walnut out of the plate and peels it. At the same time, she says to Zhong Mingwei, "you draw better. I'll embroider it in a few days."

"In such a hurry? Do you want to make new clothes? " Zhong Mingwei lowered his head, raised his pen, drew a soft powder on the paper, and continued to ask, "do you want to buy new clothes?"

"No, it won't do much," Meiya waved busily. "You can't always be so extravagant. When we get married, you'll buy so many clothes, which will be enough for me to wear all my life."

"That's not good. Every year, the fashionable designs and colors are different. My daughter-in-law can't be willing to be a queen," Zhong Mingwei continued to draw, while he said, "anyway, pangyi is going to buy clothes and materials. He simply wants him to buy you a copy."

Pang Yi and xiao'an's wedding date is on the eighth day of August, so Cheng Zi Pang Yi is so busy in and out that he can hardly see people.

"I really don't want to buy so many villages at home. I can't wear them. They all press the bottom of the box. I feel tired every time I dry clothes." Meiya is busy.

She is telling the truth. Since the marriage, her clothes have increased and looked much better than before. Now she almost doesn't wear heavy clothes every day. But in this way, there are three big boxes of clothes at home. She's worried to death. She's afraid that the mice will get moldy. It's a big project to carry the clothes out for drying every three or five days, If she bought more clothes, she would be really tired.

"Then you make clothes out of materials." Zhong Mingwei listened to her pettiness and complained, and couldn't help chuckling. As she put down her pen, she leaned over to kiss Meiya's soft and white cheek, and said, "don't always do it by yourself. You can send it outside to find a tailor."

"I can't see other people's clothes," Meiya mumbled proudly, putting walnuts into zhongmingwei's mouth, and askew her head. "I can't even catch up with the embroiderers in the sewing Bureau, and the tailors outside of the screwdriver can't do it. They can't spoil our good materials."

"Yes, our girls have the best craftsmanship," Zhong Mingwei said with a smile. He picked up his pen again, continued to draw lotus flowers, and said softly, "girl, I will send some cloth to grandma Chen one day, and it will be the Mid Autumn Festival."

"Yes, I know," Meiya nodded busily, taking a chestnut out of the plate to peel, and then said to Zhong Mingwei with a little ostentatiousness, "I also made a dress for grandma Chen and Mr Gu."

"I know. Did I watch when you did it?" Zhong Mingwei said softly.

Zhong Mingwei's heart was so tender that she couldn't be more gentle. The warm-hearted girl began to make clothes for grandma Chen and Mr Gu the day after their marriage. Meiya didn't say the reason, but Zhong Mingwei knew that she was grateful to the two old people. When she was worshiping the high hall, she cried hard at the two old people sitting upright With it, zhongmingwei all look in the heart, also ache in the heart.