Jiang Hexi quickly patted Jiang Xiaojiu on the face and said to her: "Xiaojiu, can't you be more confident? Show the confidence you taught me just now. You have to know that many people in this capital will not do it.
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Jiang Xiaojiu looked at Jiang Hexi with some confusion and said, "You are right. Although there are very few people in this capital who can do handicrafts, there are many people who are good at it. If those who are very good at it come to us to buy things.
, wouldn’t it be embarrassing?”
Jiang Hexi smiled slightly, looked at Jiang Xiaojiu and said, "No, this thing will not happen. You don't think about it. You are planning to open a craftsmanship workshop, just to teach others. If you know it yourself, you will still have it.
Who will come to class?"
Jiang Xiaojiu nodded, as if she was a little enlightened. She looked at Jiang Hexi and said, "Oh, I understand. It's like those scholars who failed the exam can all go to a private school. Those who come to learn are all illiterate, and those
Those who are educated have already gone to study by themselves."
Jiang Hexi nodded and asked Jiang Xiaojiu, "By the way, you are a scholar in the handicraft industry. I don't know if you, a scholar, are willing to teach others."
Jiang Xiaojiu looked at Jiang Hexi's sincere look and said quickly: "I'm willing, I'm willing. As long as you give me this opportunity, I'll try to do it."
Jiang Hexi looked at Jiang Xiaojiu and seemed to have forgotten the hurt of the nurse just now, so she began to feel relieved.
Jiang Xiaojiu thought it was possessed by Confucius. She took the embroidery inside her hand and placed it in front of the window and said to Jiang Hexi: "Show me, this is the handicraft I want to make. Looking at the pattern, I got it in.
Then the needle and thread should be like this…”
Although Jiang Hexi was only a little sensible, in order to show the appearance of a student, he still looked at Jiang Xiaojiu seriously and tried his best to do his movements exactly the same as what Jiang Xiaojiu said.
Then, every time I made a stitch, I stopped, handed the embroidery cloth to Jiang Xiaojiu, and asked, "Is that true? Is this right?"
Jiang Xiaojiu really wants to be a scholar in a private school. Even if she is not very professional, she should look very serious. She squinted her eyes and said, "Well, it seems like this, you have to persevere.
Go down, don't be lazy."
Jiang Hexi nodded seriously and looked at Jiang Xiaojiu.
Jiang Xiaojiu prepared for a while, looked at the needles and threads and various materials in her Husuo. She looked at Jiang Hexi and nodded as if she was facing a great enemy.
Jiang Hexi looked at the embroidery pieces in Jiang Xiaojiu's hand, thought for a while and said to Jiang Xiaojiu: "But my sister thinks that if you go to open a store, such exquisite embroidery pieces can't be used for teaching."
Jiang Xiaojiu looked at Jiang Hexi reluctantly and said, "Why not? The things you sell must be as refined as possible."
Jiang Hexi frowned, looked at Jiang Xiaojiu's kind-hearted expectation, and smiled and said, "Why have you forgotten what I said again? Didn't you tell me? This teaching is mainly for those who are not very good at doing.
It’s so exquisite when you come up. No matter how others do it, will you come to learn from you?"
Jiang Xiaojiu looked at Jiang Hexi, nodded suspiciously, and then said, "It turns out that my sister is amazing."
Jiang Hexi saw that Jiang Xiaojiu was so happy that she forgot her name.
Jiang Hexi handed a pattern in his hand to Jiang Xiaojiu and asked, "Look, why does this thing look better?"
Jiang Xiaojiu looked at the color and shape on it, frowned, and said to Jiang Hexi: "Well, I think there is still a little difference between silk thread and pigment. When drawing, this color is not wrong, but embroidery
When you are, you should consider the color change of the embroidery thread. Look, it will be different if you use the color next to it."
Jiang Hexi carefully removed the original thread and replaced it with the silk thread that Jiang Xiaojiu suggested. It seemed that the whole painting was harmonious.
Jiang Hexi looked at Jiang Xiaojiu and said, "Yes, let you be a teacher, but I didn't expect that the first battle would be won."
Jiang Xiaojiu lowered her head a little embarrassedly and looked at Jiang Hexi: "Oh, don't say that to me, they will be shy."
Jiang Hexi imitated Jiang Xiaojiu and smiled sarcastically: "Oh, if I don't learn from you, don't be shy!"
Jiang Xiaojiu looked at Jiang Hexi with a grievance and said, "If you don't ask me, I don't know how to tell you. On weekdays, I always feel that people who can educate others are powerful characters, and I don't have the ability to do this.
, I won’t educate others.”
Jiang Hexi laughed loudly, looked at Jiang Xiaojiu and said, "Then, how do you feel now?"
Jiang Xiaojiu looked at Jiang Hexi seriously and said, "Now, it feels great. That feeling seems to be that life has reached its peak."
"At the peak, aren't you going to go down the slope?" Jiang Hexi looked at Jiang Xiaojiu jokingly.
Jiang Xiaojiu felt her mouth and looked at Jiang Hexi and said, "I hate it, why are you talking like that?"
Jiang Hexi smiled slightly, looked at Jiang Xiaojiu and said, "What's wrong? Is what I said wrong? Look at the mountains outside, they will go downhill when they reach the top of the mountain."
Jiang Xiaojiu looked at Jiang Hexi with some displeasure and said, "I don't care anyway, I have to keep moving forward."
Jiang Hexi put down the embroidery piece in his hand, patted Jiang Xiaojiu's head gently, and smiled and said, "Okay, okay, sister isn't you teasing you? Why are you taking it seriously? Oh, are you still anxious?"
Jiang Xiaojiu gently shook Jiang Hexi's hand, looked at the ceiling with a confident look and said, "No, who is anxious about you? I don't think it's worthy of you!"
Jiang Hexi looked at Jiang Xiaojiu and curled his lips with a smile and said, "Look at you, you don't have any special skills on weekdays, you just know how to pretend, and you have a stubborn mouth, which makes others think you are very powerful.
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"I don't care, I don't care. I'm Jiang Xiaojiu, I'm the most powerful!" Jiang Xiaojiu seemed to have forgotten that she was already a mother, and actually grabbed Jiang Hexi's neck from behind and shook it hard.
It made Jiang Hexi feel like a tree was shaking underneath, and she felt that her hair was falling off like leaves.
"Okay, okay, you will kill your sister like this." Jiang Hexi struggled, pulling Jiang Xiaojiu's hand away and complained softly.
Jiang Xiaojiu looked at Jiang Hexi with an evil look and said, "I'll let you make fun of me again, I'll let you make fun of me again."