The Emperor’s Beloved Ugly Girl Chapter 630: Daughter-in-law, please feed me here
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Meiya went to the study and brought over pens, inks, paper and inkstones, and put them on the small table. As she went over and pulled Zhong Mingwei onto the soft couch, she begged him: "Look at this lotus and give it to me." How many embroidery samples? I can’t draw well myself."
A few days ago, when Meiya was drawing embroidery patterns on sunflowers, she was dissatisfied with the drawing. Later, Zhong Mingwei painted it for her. From then on, Meiya relied on Zhong Mingwei. Every day, as long as the room was changed, Flowers, she would beg Zhong Mingwei to draw and embroider them in vain.
"The person who taught me painting was the leading master in the Great Zhou Dynasty, tusk tusk tusk," Zhong Mingwei sat cross-legged on the soft couch and took the brush from Mei Ya's hand, sighing, "If the master knew that I My painting skills are so useful, I don’t know whether to cry or laugh."
"Then do you think he should cry or laugh?" Meiya brought a small plate of dried fruits and sat cross-legged on the soft couch, peeling hazelnuts and looking at him with raised eyebrows.
"It doesn't matter whether he is crying or laughing, as long as my wife is happy," Zhong Mingwei met Meiya's eyes and immediately smiled brightly, while opening his mouth to Meiya again, "Daughter-in-law, please feed me here."
"Look at your potential!" Meiya looked disgusted. She stuffed the peeled hazelnuts into Zhong Mingwei's mouth, took out a walnut from the plate to peel, and said to Zhong Mingwei, "You The painting is better, I will embroider it in a few days."
"So anxious? Do you want to make new clothes?" Zhong Mingwei lowered his head, held the pen, and drew a soft line of pink on the paper while continuing to ask, "Do you want to buy new clothes?"
"No, no, I won't use much," Meiya waved her hands hurriedly, "Don't always be so lavish. When we got married, you bought so much clothing, which is enough for me to wear for a lifetime."
"That's not possible. The fashionable colors are different every year. My wife can't be content with being a queen," Zhong Mingwei continued to draw while adding, "Anyway, Pang Yi has to buy clothes and other materials. Just ask him to buy one for you."
Pang Yi and Xiao An's wedding was scheduled for the eighth day of August, so Pang Yi was busy going in and out and couldn't see anyone at all.
"I really don't want it anymore. I bought so much and kept it at home. I can't even wear it. It's all packed in the bottom of the box. I feel so tired every time I dry the clothes." Meiya said hurriedly.
She is telling the truth. Since she got married, she has had more clothes and she looks much better than before. Now she wears something different almost every day, but just like this, she still has three clothes accumulated at home. As for the big box, she was worried to death. She was afraid of attracting mice and mold, so she had to take out the clothes and dry them every now and then. It was a big project. If she had to buy more clothes, she would really I can be exhausted.
"Then you make clothes out of the fabrics," Zhong Mingwei heard her complaining like a coquettish person. He couldn't help but pursed his lips and smiled. He put down the pen in his hand and leaned over to kiss Mei Yarou. With a white cheek, he then said, "Don't always make it yourself. You can send it to a tailor to make it."
“I don’t like the clothes made by others,” Meiya muttered a little arrogantly. She stuffed the walnuts into Zhong Mingwei’s mouth and tilted her head. Even the embroidery ladies here can’t keep up, and the tailors outside here can’t compare, so I won’t let them do it, so as not to waste such good materials like ours.”
"Yes, our girl is the best at craftsmanship," Zhong Mingwei said hurriedly with a smile. He picked up the pen again and continued to draw lotus flowers, and said softly, "Girl, send some pieces of cloth to Grandma Chen one day. It’s the Mid-Autumn Festival just before you look at it.”
"I know, I know what I know," Meiya nodded hurriedly, and while taking out another chestnut from the plate to peel, she said to Zhong Mingwei a little showily, "I'll give it to Grandma Chen and Mr. Gu every time." Everyone has made a piece of clothing."
"You know, I watched you while you were doing it?" Zhong Mingwei said softly.
Zhong Mingwei’s heart is extremely gentle. This warm-hearted little girl started making clothes for Grandma Chen and Mr. Gu on the second day after they got married. Meiya didn’t say the reason, but Zhong Mingwei She knew clearly in her heart that this girl was grateful to the two old men. When she was worshiping in the high hall that day, the girl cried hard in front of the two old men sitting on the throne. Zhong Mingwei saw it in his heart and felt pain in his heart.