Back to the 60s: The Struggle Career of a Charmed Wife

Before Feng Qingyun could finish her words, Wang Jiao immediately took the yarn ball that Feng Qingxue had just wrapped into her arms.

The movement is as fast as wind and lightning.

"No, Xiaoxue, you told me to knit a sweater for me, not for Xiaoyun!" Wang Jiao hugged the ball of wool tightly and looked at Feng Qingxue without blinking, worried that she would regret it.

Feng Qingxue laughed and said: "Yunyun is joking with you, cousin. Don't worry, I will knit it for you and do what I say."

Wang Jiao immediately beamed, "You do what you said."

"Of course." Feng Qingxue responded.

"I knew you were the best, Xiaoxue. You are a good person. From now on, if my parents praise you, I will never be jealous of you again!"

"Uncle and grandma, do you always praise me?"

Wang Jiao nodded vigorously, "Of course, you are so kind, handsome, hard-working, and sweet-tongued. If you have any good things, you don't forget to give them to them. They wish you were their daughter, but I am not!" "

In fact, Wang Jiao is not stupid. Feng Qingxue is good to her parents and not bad to herself. She has not harmed her own interests. She has no reason to hate Feng Qingxue. She just feels unhappy when her parents praise her sometimes. Not anymore. No matter how you say it, she is also a person who has benefited from Feng Qingxue. Anyone who can bring benefits to herself is a good person!

Feng Qingxue could see Wang Jiao's thoughts at a glance. They were so simple and straightforward that it made people laugh and cry.

Feng Qingyun couldn't help but look sideways, this cousin is so easy to coax, well, let's just keep doing it like this, because she has a fierce temper, and she is her uncle's precious daughter. No one in the Wanglou Brigade dares to mess with her, and she can do it in the future. Protect my sister.

Wang Jiao reluctantly returned the yarn ball to Feng Qingxue and warned: "Xiaoxue, you must knit it for me!"

"Cousin, don't worry, it will definitely happen."

Feng Qingxue put the yarn ball into the handbag next to her. There were already several yarn balls in the handbag.

The handbag I made myself out of rags. The colorful rags were cut into triangles and placed in pairs facing each other. The pattern is a bit like paddy clothes, with lace on the edges, which is very beautiful.

Wang Jiao couldn't put it down, "Xiaoxue, your hands are so skillful!"

"You can also learn, cousin." Feng Qingxue recalled that Miao Fengqin told her that her daughter didn't know how to sew and make shoes. She especially regretted not forcing her to learn when she was a child. Will she or her mother-in-law still have to give it to her when she gets married? Does she do needlework?

"I don't want to study, I'm so tired." Wang Jiao quickly shook her head.

Feng Qingxue smiled and said: "If you ask me, cousin, you should learn it!"

"Why? I don't study, but I still have clothes and shoes to wear. I don't know how to do it, so why can't I afford it? Zhang Yuejin said that from now on, all his wages will be given to me."

"Then let me ask you, do you think the clothes sold in department stores are better-looking, or the clothes I make?"

Wang Jiao was stunned when she heard this and looked Feng Qingxue up and down with her eyes.

The upper body is wearing a white long-sleeved shirt with slanted buttons, and the lower body is wearing gray trousers, which are wide and wide, which is a common style. The material is made of cotton and linen and has no patterns. It looks very good-looking, especially the red one. The plum blossoms are buckled on the plate, just like the red plum blossoms, which are particularly eye-catching.

"You did a great job!" Wang Jiao blurted out, "The red shirt you wore on your wedding day was so beautiful, I still remember it! At first glance, the style is the same as the ones sold in department stores, but it looks great on you! "