Zhao Wu frowned, looking unhappy. He quickly said, "If you don't want it, then don't accept it. The bronze mirror cannot be returned. It's not right to ask for a gift back after it's been given. I'm leaving now. You should rest well."
After saying this, he took back the silver needle and drove away as if fleeing, for fear that Wang Yi would take out the bronze mirror and return it to him.
Wang Yi: “…”
Look at him and he's scared.
The mirror is in the manor, it’s not possible to return it now!
Night falls.
Wang Yi held the oil lamp, her eyes red. She would not sleep until this task was completed.
"Congratulations on your embroidery experience points +10!"
She threw the embroidered bamboo painting in her hand into the bamboo basket, then sighed deeply.
Finally got 100 experience points!
She had already worn out five silk handkerchiefs in practice for this. These fifty points of experience were extremely painful. Twenty-one holes were pierced in her ten fingers, and they were still burning with pain.
Lan Miao had already fallen asleep, so Wang Yi stayed up all night and barely finished the embroidery task.
"Congratulations on completing the Four Gentlemen of Plum, Orchid, Bamboo and Chrysanthemum, and earning the title of Master Embroiderer. Congratulations on receiving the pattern for the embroidery piece 'A Thousand Miles of Rivers and Mountains', and congratulations on receiving the Torrential Pear Blossom Needle (Skill: The ability to shoot silver needles, never missing a target)."
Before he could get a clear look, Wang Yi extinguished the candle and fell asleep.
The next day, Wang Yi wearily climbed out of bed only after the sun had risen high. The first thing he did was sign in. He received 30 square meters of permanent land and 30 bags of ripening fertilizer.
When Lan Miao got up early, she saw a messy pile of embroidery on the table.
Among them, there are four pictures neatly stacked together, which are the pictures of the Four Gentlemen: plum, orchid, bamboo and chrysanthemum.
The old lady actually stayed up all night embroidering?
She carefully examined the embroidery that the old lady had made last night after she had fallen asleep, and found that the stitches were fine and neat, without any stray threads, and each line was well-arranged.
This is a work that only a mature embroiderer can create.
Auntie is so awesome!
No wonder I am not as good as my aunt at anything. Even with this effort, I have to admit defeat.
Her face flushed as she hid the spider-like embroidery she had made. She then took out a bamboo basket and gave some of the thread, handkerchief, and embroidery needles inside to herself.
I'm sorry to be embroidering with her! She must be embroidering secretly and will definitely catch up with me.
After all, she and the aunt started embroidery together, but she was left so far behind by the aunt in just one night.
So shameful.
Auntie, I must learn from you!
At this time, the sun was high, so Lan Miao hurried to the kitchen to cook.
Auntie definitely won’t be able to get up this morning, so she has to be responsible for cooking.
"Auntie, are you awake? It's time for lunch."
“…”
After Wang Yi woke up, he was in a daze and it was already noon.
This was the first time that Wang Yi was so sleepy, which showed how exhausting embroidery was last night.
When she came out of the inner room, she saw Lan Miao had already cleaned the table, and she actually sighed softly.
Now that she has acquired the skills, she no longer needs to embroider!
As for the Thousand Miles of Rivers and Mountains painting, she would wait until the farm was built. When she had free time, she could embroider one and frame it as decoration!
However, this method of directly imparting skills and techniques after gaining experience points is truly a stroke of genius.
She just stayed up too long last night and was a little tired. As soon as she rested, she no longer resisted embroidery. She even had a vague urge to buy a piece of fine silk and embroider a painting of "A Thousand Miles of Rivers and Mountains".
Itchy hands.
Gurgle.
Wang Yi took a sip of the cold tea on the table and instantly woke up.
What is there to embroider? This drawing is nearly 12 meters long and half a meter wide. It will make you exhausted after finishing it.
As for the "Pear Blossom Needle" skill, Wang Yi pulled out a silver needle and twirled it back and forth in her palm. The hair-thin needle seemed to have eyes and become a spirit, dancing lightly across the back of her hand. Every movement of her finger muscles wasted. After a few seconds, she raised her hand and flicked it, sending the needle soaring out, piercing the distant wooden pillar.
Not only that, her fingers flew, and she clamped five silver needles between her fingers. She threw them again and stabbed them out in unison, forming a pentagon within the range of the circle with the original silver needle as the center.
“Handsome!”
She could sense that she could control a maximum of ten silver needles, twenty in each hand, and could make each silver needle follow the route she planned.
Wang Yi walked over and took the needle back, thinking that he should buy a few more boxes of silver needles, steel needles, etc. and put them in the space, so that he would have a way to protect himself in the future.
It is best to put a basin, prepare a portion of venom, and soak the poisonous substance in it. That will be safe.
Lan Miao fried two kinds of mixed vegetables, made hot steamed buns, and boiled a few eggs.
Sister Shan ate five of them by herself and still felt a little unsatisfied.
"We've been out for five days now. I wonder what the situation is like back home."
"Auntie, I want to go home too." Lan Miao blushed as she spoke. She missed her brother Shoucheng a little.
"The prince said before that his Dingyuan Army would arrive in ten days. Now it is almost here, and the expedition to Shengyun City should be just around the corner." Wang Yi muttered to himself, staring at Silly Sister eating in a daze.
"There's going to be another war. We've only had a few days of peace. Otherwise, we should move our family to the city. We might run into danger in the farm outside the city. What will we do after the prince leaves?" Lan Miao has an instinctive fear of war.
"We can't move. I've made up my mind that no one can come into this house in the city." Wang Yi said lightly, but Lan Miao was very surprised.
"Why?" This was against traditional customs in their village. It was a well-established tradition that the best house of their parents' must be given to their son.
The old lady actually wanted to live alone in a house in the city? And let her sons continue to live on the farm?
It doesn't seem appropriate.
Wang Yi never looked down on the farm or the house, and she even looked down on this era.
There was no thought of leaving anything for my sons.
She casually dusted herself off with a handkerchief and said, "Leave a quiet place for myself. If they really want to move to the city in the future, tell them to save money and buy a house. I can give them a little bit of money."
"It's not a good thing. No one will keep harping on it."
Not a good thing?
This is a house in Qingdong City. Even though it is only one acre in size, it is worth several thousand taels of silver. How can it not be considered a good thing?
Ke Lanmiao thought about it and it seemed to make sense. Auntie had a five-acre farm outside the city and more than a hundred acres of fertile land. Compared with that, it was not that good.
But isn’t home where our children are?
The Li family has not split up, so why does the aunt want to move out and start a family on her own?
Wang Yi didn't care what her little head was thinking. After all, the money I earned to support the family was my own, so I could spend it however I wanted.
What is mine is mine, and what I give them is theirs.
But they cannot take what is not given to them.
Lan Miao has such a small brain, but she can figure it out. She should live a few hundred more years to see modern society.
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