Chapter 350: Expressing Love
Feng Xiaotian stood up and said, "Okay, old man, I am an idler, and I will send someone to inform your father." Rui'er, you have a good rest, I'll go back first. ”
"Second uncle, then I'll go to cultivate. After Feng Qianyan finished speaking, he stood beside Feng Xiaotian and held his arm, "Grandpa, I'll send you." ”
Feng Xiaotian smiled and patted Feng Tianyan's little hand: "Okay, good, it's still the granddaughter's filial piety!"
The grandfather and grandson went out, leaving Feng Rui and Feng Yunhan looking at each other.
"Yun Han, where did you offend your grandfather?" Feng Rui couldn't help but ask.
Feng Yunhan looked confused: "No." ”
Feng Yanyan sent the old man out of the bamboo forest, returned to the plane tree and pretended to meditate and cultivate, but his divine consciousness entered the spiritual ruin space to refine the elixir. More than an hour later, after refining the elixir in the spirit ruins for three hours, Feng Yanyan, his mental power returned to normal, and he returned to his courtyard refreshed.
As soon as I entered the courtyard, I saw Cui'er sitting down on the porch and threading needles and threads, making a female red.
"Cui'er, what are you sewing here?" Feng Tianyan quietly walked to Cui'er's side and suddenly asked.
"Ahh
"I'll see. Feng Qianyan picked up the sewn thing in Cui'er's hand and looked at it, "The embroidery is quite beautiful, but what is this?"
"My eldest lady, this is a purse!" Cui'er said, folding it a few times with her hand, "Look, sew it up like this, put on a silk rope here, and hang tassels underneath, and it's done." ”
Feng Tianyan frowned, pursed his lips, and handed the purse back: "It's so complicated." ”
Don't look at the wind and face medical skills, cooking skills are also good, can write and draw, can write and martial arts. However, there is one thing that has never been able to enter the door, and that is the female red.
In the previous life, the clothes were all finished products, and as for small problems such as falling off buttons, the Feng family also had someone to take care of them. Feng Qianyan doesn't need to study, and he doesn't have the opportunity to contact female celebrities.
When I was young, I liked to make all kinds of clothes for dolls like other little girls. Feng Qiyan is also limited to drawing the design of clothes, because I have tried several times, and I feel that using a sewing needle is a thousand times more difficult than taking a silver needle. I finally sewed the two pieces of cloth together, and the crooked stitches were simply miserable, and I asked myself if I had this talent.
And after arriving in this world, she has always been served by Cui'er, and she doesn't have to worry about things in life at all.
Cui'er turned out to be in her purse and asked, "Miss, do you want to try it?"
"Try what?"
"Make a purse!" Cui'er pointed to the purse in her hand.
Feng Qianyan raised his left hand and shook the ring finger wearing the spirit ring: "I have a storage ring, and I don't need to pack silver." ”
"You don't know, my miss, this purse is not just for silver. These personal things of men are made by the hands of their wives. If an unmarried woman is interested in a man, she will also send a purse to express her affection. If the man wants to, he will accept it. Cui'er babbled.
"Who do you want me to show my affection to?" Feng Qianyan asked angrily and funny after listening to Cui'er's words.
"Of course it's our uncle!" replied Cui'er, as a matter of course.
"Poof-" Feng Qian laughed uncontrollably.