Born Back To Qinghe Farm House
CHAPTER 17 (EVENLY)

Thinking of Luo Qinghe's "extraordinary achievement" earlier, Wang Guihua was a little frightened. The thread was used sparingly for ordinary families, but Qinghe herself rarely said that she would become a female celebrity, and took the initiative to mention it. Wang Guihua did not want to disappoint him, so he said, "The granny will give you a piece of cloth to practice on, so that you can repair your own clothes in the future."

    Cain? a fix?

    Luo Qinghe's three black lines, she was underestimated.

    "Grandma, I don't want a patchwork. Is there a new cloth in the house? I don't want to be too big. Give me a little piece. I'll embroider it for grandma. If Grandma thinks it's good, give me some more, okay?" Luo Qinghe discussed it.

    Seeing Luo Qinghe's full confidence, Wang Guihua could not bear to pour cold water on her, so let her embroider, if it didn't work, remove the thread, the cloth could be used again.

    Wang Guihua cleaned himself up and called Luo Qinghe to his room.

    This was the first time Luo Qinghe had entered Luo Laotian and Wang Guihua's home. The layout was the same as Luo Jiahe and Luo Jiamiao. There were also two kangs on the wall, but the number was relatively more. There were two small boxes, one more than the one in Luo Qinghe's room.

    The blankets and other beds in the kang were also washed white, and the patches were too messy.

    Wang Guihua asked Luo Qinghe to sit on the kang, while he opened the closet, taking out a small basket made of bamboo, and a piece of white cloth, Luo Qinghe could tell that it was linen in an instant.

    “Qinghe, grandma will cut you, how big do you want?” Wang Guihua placed the items on top of the kang, took out the scissors from the small basket, spread out a white cloth, looked at Luo Qinghe and asked.     For the white linen, Luo Qinghe's first reaction was to create a small wallet, which could also hold items, which was practical and used less cloth; a handkerchief, even though almost all girls had one, had one, but embroidered ones are usually used. It was made from a good material, and a handkerchief made from linen meant that the condition of the family was not very good, unless the person could embroider themselves, they would instantly use the primary color.     Although the workmanship of the wallet was more complicated than the handkerchief, the price was also high Looking at the white linen, Luo Qinghe felt a little tangled in her heart, what if no one bought it.

    Luo Qinghe hated herself from the bottom of her heart. He really has no ambition. Is it time to think about this now? What he had to think about was using his extraordinary skill to impress others. Even if it was made of linen, people would flock to it.

    Although Luo Qinghe was comforting herself in this way, she really did not know what to do. There are many people who can not embroider in modern times, but in ancient times, there must be many people who know it. No problem, let's talk about it after taking action.

    “Grandma, cut this long flyer for me along the side.” Luo Qinghe was good at marking width on linen cloth, which was about ten centimeters wide, and the length was the side of the fabric.

    Wang Guihua felt depressed for a while, but he still cut him ruthlessly. After cutting, he carefully said to her, "Qing He, wait a minute, this cloth should be returned to grandma." "Don't worry, grandma, I won don't waste it.

    " "Luo Qinghe assured, "Grandmother, do you have any embroidery thread and thick red thread?"

    Wang Guihua pointed to the small basket and said, "This cloth bag contains embroidered thread, and that one contains the red thread of the Needle, you should be careful, do not stab yourself."

    Luo Qinghe nodded and said, "Grandmother, I will return to my own room to embroider."

    Wang Guihua agreed, and Luo Qinghe put the cut white cloth into the small basket, then hugged the small basket I returned to my house.

    Wang Guihua joined the two daughters-in-law to clear up homework.

    Luo Qinghe went to her room, took off her shoes, sat cross-legged on a kang, put a small basket to the side, took out a piece of cloth and folded it, the length of which could make two wallets.

    Luo Qinghe directly cut it in half, took half, roughly folded the shape of her purse, figured it out well, and then began to pick up the needle and thread embroidery.

    When opening the cloth bag with embroidery thread, Luo Qinghe only saw eight colors, black, white, green, yellow, blue, red, pink, and gray.

    As for what kind of flowers to embroider, let's choose a lotus flower, best suited to embroider the first flower in my name.

    Luo Qinghe picked up the needle and put on the thread, and started embroidering seriously.

    Since there was no lunch, Luo Qinghe did not leave the house. He is busy and concentrated. Luo Jiahe spoke to him at the door in the middle of the road. The family stopped going to the field in the afternoon. Luo Laotian and Wang Guihua brought the family up the mountain to collect firewood and pick wild vegetables.

    Except for Luo Qinghe not climbing the mountain, Liu Xiangxiang and Xinger were left behind.

    "Qing He, Xing'er has fallen asleep. I'll put you in the kang. You can help me see it for a second. I'm going to the river to wash my clothes. "Liu Xiangxiang brought the sleeping Xing'er into Luo Qinghe's room, and whispered.

    Luo Qinghe nodded, and when she saw Xing'er wearing clothes without lines, she moved her position, lifted her blanket with one hand and said, "Sister-in-law, come on, put it gently." Seeing Luo Qinghe's movements, Liu Xiangxiang smiled silently, and put his daughter on the bed

    she was wearing a blanket, she was about to come out when she saw the strip of cloth that Luo Qinghe had embroidered on the other side, and she was stunned all of a sudden.

    "Qinghe, you embroidered this, and you embroidered it so beautifully." Liu Xiangxiang's eyes widened when he saw the bright blooming flowers with dewdrops on the white linen cloth, "What flower is this? It's my first time seeing it, but it's like a real flower, so pretty." "

    That's a lotus." Luo Qinghe smiled, "Overcome with my name is Qinghe."

    Liu Xiangxiang smiled shyly, "I can't read, and you don't I don't know which one, but the flowers are very beautiful, Qinghe, I'll wash the clothes first.” “

    Yes.”

    Liu Xiangxiang walked out of the room in three steps and turned around, seeing that it was in Luo Qinghe's hand embroidery.

    In an instant, Luo Qinghe's confidence increased by leaps and bounds, and then she started embroidering, trying to make a wallet before dinner.

    After another hour, the embroidery was over, Liu Xiangxiang walked in, saw that Xinger was sleeping soundly, he did not take her away, and went back to work alone.

    After the embroidery was finished, Luo Qinghe looked at the finished product very carefully, she had embroidered the lotus flower before, but it seemed that the embroidery this time was better than before, more realistic and like the original. .

    Luo Qinghe was a little confused, could it be that her skills improved again, and she was instantly happy, that's a good thing.

    After sewing up the wallet, Luo Qinghe picked up the red rope, and planned to wrap the red rope with the cloth in the opening and sew it, exposing the end of the red rope to be tightened.

    But after picking up the red rope, Luo Qinghe decided to tie the brocade knot Once she thought of the pattern, her hand began to attack smartly.

    The brocade knot wrapped around the mouth of the wallet, and Luo Qinghe sewed a few stitches to fix it, and the tip was a simple long braided rope to tighten it.

    When the wallet was finished, Luo Qinghe picked it up and looked at it carefully, and was very satisfied.