Before escaping from famine, the Niu family and the Song family had frequent contacts. The Song family was very familiar with the two elders of the Niu family. When they met, Niu's grandma would call her Grandma Niu non-stop, making the two elders smile.
Song Qingqing, who had been reborn, had long lost her memory of her two elders, but this did not prevent her from entertaining them warmly. She knew better than Song Xixi what they liked to hear, and kept talking about things that would make them happy.
Only then did the two elders of the Niu family know that the delicious tofu they had eaten these days was made by Song Qingqing. The Song family had made a fortune from this business, which suddenly alleviated their worries.
Seeing their surprised expressions, Song Qingqing asked in surprise: "Didn't the little sister say these things?"
Song Xixi scratched her head and said to the two elders of the Niu family with some embarrassment: "I was in a rush yesterday and forgot to tell my grandpa and grandma."
Niu Dahan waved his hand quickly: "It's not in the way. It's not in the way. My dear, I don't care about talking, and we don't care about asking."
Song Qingqing smiled and exposed her younger cousin's shortcomings to her second elder: "Although my little sister is smart in big things, nothing can trouble her. But she is very confused in small things, and she often needs to be reminded."
Song Xixi disagreed: "How can I not!"
Song Niannian rushed to speak: "You have it. We told you before that some wild fruits cannot be eaten or picked, so you had to pick them secretly and eat them. One time, you vomited blood and almost scared us to death!"
Song Qingqing added on the side, revealing that she had tried all the fungi on the mountain.
This time it was Song Xixi's turn to be shocked: "How do you know?"
She tasted all kinds of wild fruits and fungi in order to complete system tasks, and she was afraid that her family would be worried because she was doing it on her back, so she never expected to be noticed by these two people.
Song Niannian looked proud and said: "If you hadn't tried it yourself, the local people don't know whether those wild vegetables and fruit fungi can be eaten. How do you know whether they are poisonous or not?"
Song Qingqing even added: "Several times your face turned so pale that I couldn't even see it. It was exactly the same as the first time you were poisoned after eating wild fruits."
Song Xixi: "..."
She thought she had concealed it every time, but she didn't expect that she would be exposed to the eyes of her family from beginning to end. No wonder every time she came home with a blank face, the family was always in trouble. The relationship was specially given to
She replenishes her body.
Song Xixi didn't know that even if she missed a bite of food, in the eyes of people who really cared about her, they would wonder whether the food was not to her taste or whether there was something wrong with her body that affected her appetite.
Every time she came home with a blank face, she always made various excuses when her family members asked about her. On the surface, they believed her, but in fact they knew that she had difficulties that they couldn't tell, so they didn't want to embarrass her and just got to the bottom of it.
After a few times, the Song family decided that this was the price for their ancestors to show up and help them escape from danger, and they felt even more sorry for her.
"It's so dangerous to eat indiscriminately. You must never do this again!" Zhu Sanyu felt very excited after hearing this. She secretly complained that her daughter and son-in-law were unreliable and allowed her daughter to do whatever she wanted.
"Ahem, no, I, I'm just curious. I won't do this again in the future!" Song Xixi felt extremely guilty. In front of the anxious and sweaty old couple, she could only say something that she didn't even believe.
Song Qingqing and Song Niannian realized that they shouldn't say this in front of the two elders of the Niu family. It would be useless except to make them worry, so they quickly shut up and stopped talking about the "unreliable" things Song Xixi did.
Song Xixi asked her two elders for a room in the upper room and slept in the inn that night.
During lunch the next day, Song Niannian appeared in front of people with big, dark circles under her eyes. She was holding a dustpan in her hand with unfinished embroidery thread in it. There was an indescribable expression on her little face.
Frustrated.
After staying up for three days and three nights, there were still so many embroidery threads that had not been sorted out. She felt that she was too stupid, and Ping An Embroidery Workshop would definitely not accept such a stupid apprentice as her.
Song Qingqing's face was also ugly, and the regret in her eyes seemed to overflow.
"When someone gives you such a messy embroidery thread, the desired result is not necessarily for you to sort it out."
Song Xixi comforted Song Niannian and expressed her guess: "No matter how fast your hands and feet are, it is impossible to sort them out in just three days. What she really wants to test is your patience."
Song Niannian seemed to see hope: "Little sister, is this true? Is this really true?"
Song Xixi smiled and said, "If you believe me, that's what I said."
Song Niannian nodded heavily: "Believe, I believe you!"
Song Xixi patted her little head: "Since you believe me, then have a good meal. After eating, we will go to Ping'an Embroidery Workshop to apprentice."
Song Niannian was afraid of delaying things, so he immediately put down the dustpan, sat down, grabbed his chopsticks and ate it all.
After the meal, the two elders of the Niu family stayed at the inn, while the three sisters brought dustpans and sorted embroidery threads to Ping'an Embroidery Workshop.
"Coming."
Seeing them, Qingyin, who had been waiting for a long time, showed a faint smile on her face, and the long scar on her face also moved, but it made people feel no trace of ugliness, only deep pity.
She stretched out her hand as white as an onion to Song Niannian: "Give it to me."
"Teacher, master!"
Qin Niannian was extremely nervous and quickly held up the dustpan and embroidery thread with both hands. His nervous face turned pale and even his lips lost color.
Qingyin weighed the remaining embroidery thread in the dustpan, and then weighed the dozens of bundles of embroidery thread that had been sorted out. She looked at Song Qing's green and black eyes, and the smile on her face deepened: "From today on,
You are my disciple, my only disciple."
Song Niannian's eyes widened and he was so stupid that he didn't know how to react.
"Why are you standing there stupidly? Come and become a disciple!"
Song Qingqing couldn't stand it anymore and reached out to push her.
With a "pop", Song Niannian knelt down and kowtowed three times to Qingyin: "Master!"
"This silly boy!"
Qingyin touched her disciple's head with pity, and pulled her up with her own hands: "Go back and prepare, and move in with your master in three days."
Song Niannian woke up and said blankly: "Master, are you too hasty to accept me like this? Don't you think about it more seriously?"
As soon as these words came out, all three people present burst into laughter.
"What a stupid boy!"
Qingyin didn't know whether to laugh or cry. She also noticed the uneasiness of her little apprentice and simply told her the reason for accepting her as her apprentice: "These embroidery threads are to test your character. If you haven't sorted them all out, it means you haven't asked for help; if you haven't taken advantage of others, just cut them short with scissors."
They fooled my teacher, which shows that you are an honest child; you have not had a good sleep for three consecutive days, but you have no resentment towards your teacher, which shows your determination to learn embroidery."
Based on these three points, what reason does she have for not accepting this young apprentice?
Compared to character and character, talent is secondary. Even if this little apprentice is a piece of rotten wood, she is sure to carve it into a treasure.