Zhuang Xiaoyu leaned on the bed and lost his mind for a while, then got up to freshen up, did not eat breakfast, and began to sit at the table and sew clothes for the children to wear for the hundred-day banquet...
When Hehua came in with the child in her arms, she saw Zhuang Xiaoyu was threading needles and threads, with her head lowered, and she didn't hear what was going on outside the window, only focusing on the fabric and clothes in her hands.
Lotus put the child in the cradle, looked at Zhuang Xiaoyu's expression, and said tentatively: "Madam, why don't I sew it, I used to sew purse-bag clothes for others."
Zhuang Xiaoyu raised her finger and pointed to the inside of the cabinet: "There are still a few bolts of cloth over there. See which ones you like, and use those cloths to sew some clothes for the children."
When He Hua heard it, she immediately beamed with joy, opened the cabinet with great interest, and began to choose carefully.
Zhuang Xiaoyu looked up at the back of the lotus, his eyes were full of confusion and envy, and his heart couldn't help feeling sour.
The sharp needle accidentally stuck into the pulp of the finger, Zhuang Xiaoyu quickly lowered his head, put his finger in his mouth and squeezed it, and blinked back the wetness from the bottom of his eyes.
The cry of the child suddenly sounded, Zhuang Xiaoyu glanced sideways at the awakened child, and quickly reached out to shake the cradle, Lotus immediately put the cloth in her hand on the table, and went to hug the child in the cradle, "It's peeing again, this time The child can eat and sleep, and his health is getting better and better."
Zhuang Xiaoyu quietly watched the lotus changing the diaper for the child, and even kissed the child's little feet, and said casually: "The witch doctor said that the child's body has been recuperated and is not much different from a normal child, so don't worry too much. …”
Lotus quickly put on the child's clothes: "Don't worry..."
As she spoke, she suddenly paused, and secretly turned her head to look at Zhuang Xiaoyu, only to see that Zhuang Xiaoyu was just sewing the cotton-padded jacket with her head down, as if she didn't care about her answer.
In the evening, Qin Wuyan shook off the dust all over his body, went back to the priest's mansion, and went straight to Zhuang Xiaoyu's backyard.
The night is already very deep.
Qin Wuyan originally thought that Zhuang Xiaoyu had already fallen asleep, but he didn't expect that Zhuang Xiaoyu was still sitting under the lamp making a small red satin padded jacket for the children's hundred-day banquet, with a circle of white fox fur sewn on the neck and wrists, Extremely Beautiful.
Seeing that she didn't even lift her head, Qin Wuyan put a cloak on her, "There are still many days until the Hundred Days Banquet, so I don't need to rush to work day and night, and I hurt my eyes carefully."
Zhuang Xiaoyu raised her eyes and glanced at Qin Wuyan. She felt that her heart was in a panic. The finger holding the needle trembled unconsciously. The needle tip poked her fingertips with blood, but she didn't feel the slightest pain.
On the contrary, Qin Wuyan turned pale with shock, grabbed her finger, squeezed the finger that was pierced by the needle point tightly, put it in his mouth and sucked it, took the needle from her hand, threw it back into the basket, Eyes and faces full of pity and blame: "Look at you, why are you so careless, you're bleeding from poking, doesn't it hurt?"
The tip of the man's tongue was licking at her wound, but she couldn't arouse the slightest reaction.
Qin Wuyan took the ointment, applied it on her fingertips, and dragged her to the side of the bed: "Go to bed early, these tasks will be done tomorrow, don't be in a hurry."
Zhuang Xiaoyu sat on the edge of the bed and refused to move.
Qin Wuyan went to help her take off her coat, shoes and socks again, and said in a warm voice: "I'm a bit busy these days, I may come back later or not at all, if it's too late, I'll rest in the study so as not to disturb you You, you must rest on time, don't be too tired..."