After rebirth, I went from a peasant girl to the richest man

Xi Yue had to go home and be with Aunt Yang every night, so she missed the excitement of last night completely. Of course, she was also lucky enough to escape today's punishment.

Since several people missed the morning class, the little girl was given a day off, and Bai Yi specially approved her to learn carpentry.

Not counting Xiyue who comes home every day, there are a total of six embroidery works for the children at home.

The embroidery is not large. Without the wooden embroidery frame, it now looks just a little bigger than a handkerchief and is not difficult to hold in the hand and appreciate.

The above works can be easily distinguished by their names. In addition to the embroidered handkerchief with the name, there is also one embroidered with green bamboo and one embroidered with weapons!

"Hey, this bamboo embroidery looks exactly like the bamboo on the mountain. You can even see the leaves swaying. It must have been embroidered by Shu'er!"

"She has always been calm and likes to ask you for advice on embroidery techniques. Among all the children in this family, this child is the only one who is most like you in character."

"I think, why don't you learn from Xi Yue and let Shu'er become your disciple? It will be a good opportunity for you to find a successor to your craft. Shu'er has lived in our house for almost a year, and you know his personality very well. You know him inside and out, so he is the perfect match!"

After saying this, Father Bai avoided Mother Bai's sight and quickly winked at Bai Qingyun.

Bai Qingyun looked at his father whose eyelids were twitching. His originally flushed face did not react for a moment, until the redness faded a lot and his mind calmed down and resumed normal functioning, he began to realize what his father meant and quickly followed suit.

"Oh! Yes! Mother, Sister Shu'er's life story is pitiful to begin with. She signed a contract to sell herself to the Bai family. It would be great if she could ask you to be her master. As the saying goes, once a master, always a father... mother!"

She stood up quickly: "I will go back and tell Sister Shuer the good news now!"

His swift figure frightened Huo Huo, who was sleeping peacefully in her arms, and made him scream like a fox. The cry was shrill, quite like the sharp meow of a cat seeking mate.

"Stop!" Bai's mother raised her eyelids and glanced at Bai's father without changing her expression, then shouted in a deep voice, calling Huo Huo, who was cursing, into her arms to comfort him.

Bai Qingyun was called back before he took half a step, and he could only sit back dejectedly.

Father Bai didn't dare to say a word since he received Mother Bai's death gaze. Only after Bai Qingyun sat back down did he bite the bullet and speak again in the suffocating awkward atmosphere.

"Hey! This is a sword! Although this childish embroidery is not as skillful as Shu'er's, I can still vaguely feel the child's seriousness. Madam is really a good teacher!"

Bai Qingyun agreed again and again: "Yes, yes, Dad, you don't know, Xiaoyan didn't want to call me mom before, but now she can slowly call me mom, which means that she has recognized us as her family in her heart. This is inseparable from mom's careful teaching."

Bai's mother glared at her and said angrily, "You also know that Xiaoyan can produce qualified embroidery with careful teaching. Although it is not as good as the embroidery on the market, at least you can see that she put a lot of thought into it."

"Look at yours again, you..." Bai's mother really couldn't say it. When the words came to her lips, she was afraid that her words would hurt the child's feelings too much. She could only hold her forehead with her head in pain and sigh secretly.

Father Bai immediately comforted her upon seeing this: "Don't worry. Although my daughter is a bit erratic, she is very skillful. Although she is not as good as other works, at least..."

"At least it's getting better each time!" Father Bai scratched his head and thought for a while before saying, although he didn't know when Bai Qingyun last embroidered.

Bai's mother knew what the two were thinking. If it were in the past, she might have joined in the quarrel and regarded it as a fun thing between parents and children, but today it was really unbearable.

She gave up struggling, and even the anger in her body faded as she leaned back on the sofa. She could only wave her hands weakly and said, "Bai Yang, why don't you take a look at your daughter's work before you speak!"

She kindly reminded: "Just the last one!"

Father Bai glanced at Mother Bai, and seeing her almost limp appearance, he felt touched. He also began to understand and slowly recalled how difficult it was for her to teach the children today.

When he turned his gaze and met Bai Qingyun's guilty look, he felt extremely guilty himself.

Looking down, he saw several children's works neatly stacked on his knees. Xie Shuer's excellent representative work was placed aside, thinking that his wife would be satisfied and would definitely keep it well and return it to the child.

The one at the top is Xiao Yan’s weapon. The embroidery technique is immature and the stitches in the middle are a little crooked. It is very representative, but it can still be vaguely recognized. This is a good result for someone who has never been exposed to it before, not to mention that she is only three years old.

The next three works were from the eldest brother and his friends. Perhaps the daughter-in-law knew that they were not proficient in embroidery, so she wanted them to calm down in this way. Therefore, she did not embroider any patterns, but only her own names.

The layout of the entire handkerchief was extremely unreasonable at first glance, and it was completely different from the beautifully embroidered fonts sold on the street.

Some of the characters are very large, taking up more than half of the space on the handkerchief. The other half is divided by the other two characters in the name, leaving no space at all.

Even the layout is not designed at all. It can be said that it is done at will. The word "white" is embroidered large at the beginning, so the word "green" is embroidered smaller. As for the last word, just a few strokes are embroidered in the remaining space, as long as the shape is similar.

The stitches are not very dense. Apart from requiring some patience at the beginning, the last two characters can be completed with one stroke and one stitch.

There's nothing they can do about stitches, as long as the name doesn't fall apart it's fine.

It turns out that these guys are smart. At least they can tell who the work belongs to just by looking at the name on it.

Soon, we arrived at the last painting.

Um... Rather than a work of art, it's better to say that it's an unknown object made up of threads of various colors.

Father Bai asked hesitantly, "Is this... a pheasant?"

"Haha, haha, that's a good idea. When I was a kid, I heard that the legendary phoenix looked like a chick before it was reborn, but it had more colors on it than a chick, and it looked better!"

"This... before the Phoenix Nirvana, it is also very rare for people to see it. The fact that Xiaoer can see it shows that she is much more observant than ordinary people!"

Bai's mother was so irritated by the father and daughter that she had a seizure. She waved her hand helplessly, went to the bed in the inner room, and laid there completely.

Bai Qingyun had no choice but to remind him: "Dad, this is... my name!"