"At best, I can do some ordinary needlework. I'm not as good as you say, Miss Song."
Hearing this, Song Qianning shook her head and looked at her sincerely: "Sister-in-law Niu's needlework is extraordinary. Do you still remember the clothes I asked you to make for Dawang and Xiaoya?"
"Remember, remember."
"After I brought the clothes back that time, Da Wang and Xiao Ya loved them so much that they kept asking me about them. I was wondering when I could ask you, sister-in-law Niu, to make a few more for me."
Song Qianning's words were a bit exaggerated, but the two cubs really liked the clothes.
Patting Madam Niu's hand, Song Qianning said seriously, "Sister-in-law Niu, you must have confidence in yourself. If I hadn't seen that you were good at sewing, I wouldn't have asked you to help me make clothes."
With her comforting voice, Niu Niu's tears gradually stopped.
Madam Niu reached out to wipe her eyes. The hand holding Song Qianning was trembling a little. Her voice was choked with sobs, but a smile appeared on her face. She looked at her with eyes full of gratitude: "Miss Song, thank you for telling me this."
Knowing that she had taken his words to heart, Song Qianning felt relieved and said with a smile, "Then don't be upset, sister-in-law of the Niu family. Call me if you have anything."
After comforting Madam Niu, Song Qianning said something to her and returned to the kitchen to continue working.
Just as Song Qianning was ready and rolled up her sleeves to continue working, Niu Dazhuang appeared in the kitchen, looking at her hesitantly, "Miss Song."
Turning to look at Niu Dazhuang, Song Qianning's expression remained unchanged, and she responded somewhat coldly.
Noticing Song Qianning's coldness, Niu Dazhuang, who was already hesitant to speak, shrank his neck and didn't know what to say.
"What do you want to say?"
"I, I, today Cuicui... No, no, about Yue Cuicui, I, I don't know, is she..."
I talked for a long time, but Niu Dazhuang couldn't utter a complete sentence and kept stuttering.
Pretending not to see what Niu Dazhuang wanted to say, Song Qianning chuckled and deliberately misunderstood his meaning: "Are you here to plead for Yue Cuicui?"
Niu Dazhuang was stunned for a moment, then quickly waved his hands and shook his head frantically: "No, no, Miss Song, I didn't mean to plead for Yue Cuicui. She deserved to be kicked out of the restaurant."
"But I'm also wrong about this matter. It's me..."
He was too embarrassed to say the rest.
Thinking of Madam Niu, Song Qianning put down the things in her hands and looked at Niu Dazhuang calmly: "Since you married Niu's sister-in-law, she has been doing housework for you, giving birth to children for you, preparing meals every day and waiting for you to come home. She has worked tirelessly for you and given you..."
After recounting all the kindness Niu had shown Niu Dazhuang, Song Qianning snorted coldly, "But as a husband, you ignore the wife who has shared joys and sorrows with you, and you hook up with other women and even want to take a concubine."
In this matter, apart from Yue Cuicui's fault, Niu Dazhuang also had many faults.
If he had no feelings for Yue Cuicui, it would be of no use even if she seduced him again.
In fact, Niu Dazhuang himself has more reasons.
"When you were hooking up with Yue Cuicui, did you ever think about the sister-in-law of the Niu family who worked hard for you?"
There was clearly not a single question, but to Niu Dazhuang's ears, his heart felt as if someone was cutting it with a knife.
As Song Qianning spoke, Niu Dazhuang's expression became more and more guilty.
Feeling guilty, he couldn't help but think of Yue Cuicui's sudden change of expression today and his wife's sad look in tears.
He nodded with tears in his eyes, tears continuously falling to the ground, his voice trembling: "It's my fault, I shouldn't have done anything to let my wife down, I'm just a beast."
Because of an unworthy woman, he hurt the heart of the woman who loved him the most and gave birth to his children.
The more he thought about it, the more guilty he felt. Niu Dazhuang slapped himself hard and wiped his tears: "I'm sorry, my wife. I'm not a human being. I'm worse than an animal."
Seeing Niu Dazhuang crying bitterly, Song Qianning did not feel the slightest sympathy and her mood did not change at all.
At this moment, Xiaoya's lively voice came from outside: "Mother."
Then Dawang's voice was heard.
Hearing the voices of the two cubs, Song Qianning walked out of the kitchen: "Da Wang, Xiao Ya."
As soon as they saw Song Qianning, the two children's eyes lit up at the same time.
The little girl took small steps and ran towards her, hugged her, and raised her little head happily: "Mom."
Compared to Xiaoya, Dawang was much more reserved. He walked over one step behind and also called out.
Noticing that the two cubs seemed to be in a surprisingly good mood, Song Qianning asked, "Did you encounter anything happy today?"
"That's right." The little girl nodded her head with a satisfied smile.
Without waiting for Song Qianning to ask again, he shared it with her happily.
It turned out that today, after Da Wang and Xiao Ya went to school wearing new clothes, they were unanimously praised by their classmates, who also praised their mother as the best mother in the world.
When talking about her classmates' praise for herself and her brother, the little girl smiled so hard that her teeth were showing and she rubbed against her and acted coquettishly.
"Mom, I love you so much."
Song Qianning felt soft-hearted when the female cub rubbed her head, and then she promised: "Since you and Dawang like it, I will continue to make new clothes for you in the future."
Knowing that she would continue to have new clothes to wear, Xiaoya's smile became even brighter. She hugged her and was unwilling to let go: "Mom is the last mom in the world. I love mom the most."
Da Wang was as excited as Xiao Ya because of being praised by his classmates.
Until Song Qianning said that she would continue to make new clothes for him and Xiaoya, Dawang forced himself to restrain his joy, took his sister's hand and shook his head at her.
His face was serious, and he lowered his head and said to her seriously: "Sister, we already have new clothes, and there are still many clothes at home, enough for us to wear for a long time."
"It's not easy for mom to raise two of us alone. We must learn to save money for mom."
Under Dawang's guidance, Xiaoya blinked her eyes, thought for a while, and nodded in agreement: "Brother is right, we should save money for mother."
Just as Da Wang was teaching Xiao Ya, Niu Niang also calmed down and came over.
When she saw Da Wang and Xiao Ya, before she had time to say hello, she saw their clothes and a look of surprise flashed across her face.
He reached out and wiped his eyes, then opened them and looked again.
After a careful examination, Niu Niu's surprise was replaced by emotion: "Miss Song really loves children."
"That's right, mother loves me and my brother the most." Xiao Ya said proudly.
Amused by the little girl's reaction, Madam Niu laughed out loud: "Miss Song not only loves you, but is also very generous to you. She is willing to use silk to make clothes for you."
You know, clothes made of silk are not cheap.
After hearing the word "silk" from Niu Niang's words, Song Qianning was stunned and her expression changed.
When she made clothes for her son, she didn't use silk.
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