Become the favorite of the sickly lady

"Can Xing'er accompany Miss for dinner today?"

"Qian'er, are you tired?"

"A little."

"Well, while I am with my father and mother for dinner, Qian'er, take a good rest."

"Thank you ma'am."

Shen time.

Seemingly tired, Lin Qian stood facing Xing'er and went out together with the young lady. Under Xing'er's subconscious gaze, she blinked lightly, showing a kind of tacit understanding between the two.

"Myolie, what's so happy about it?"

"No...no, it's just because I can go out with Miss today."

"Is that right?"

"Yes."

"Okay, but I always feel that since Qian'er came, you are all used to coaxing me."

...

The door was closed, and the words belonging to Miss and Xing'er gradually blurred until they were completely inaudible.

Lin Qian carefully leaned against the door and listened secretly for a while. After confirming that the lady had gone far away, her sleepy expression instantly became extremely energetic.

"Wow~"

With a slightly dull sound, Lin Qian sprinted up and down carrying a lot of things to the side room very quickly, with her sleeves slightly rolled up, revealing a white and tender wrist, and quickly turned the pile over. Find and classify.

There is nothing particularly valuable in this pile, red, green, blue...all kinds of scraps of cloth, as well as bottles and jars of different sizes that are not used on weekdays, are all things to be discarded, but At that time, Lin Qian didn't know what was out of her mind, so she secretly stayed behind.

So at that time, she had a premonition that one day she would use it?

After spending a little time sorting them into categories, Lin Qian gently wiped the sweat from her forehead and chuckled silently.

It was at least two hours before the young lady returned to the room. Lin Qian first drew aside the tightly drawn curtains, opened the windows slightly, and let the room that had been closed for a day get some air. In front of things, he was busy fiddling with embroidery thread and scissors.

The bright candlelight was gently swayed by the cold wind, Lin Qian lightly gathered the last thread on the peach-red cloth without looking carefully, and directly wrapped the cloth on a palm-sized bottle, as the cloth was ironed. The bottle was tightly wrapped, and the ordinary bottle was replaced with a new peach red dress. In the middle was a simple but naive fish. The whole bottle looked cute and festive.

And this is just the beginning.

Small fish, apricot blossoms, butterflies, grass with fluffy fruits....

Each piece of rags is rusted with the most suitable and uncomplicated pattern, but when such rags are matched with patterns to fit on the bottle, what initially looked like a messy pile turned into ten Different sizes, but without exception, very pleasing bottles.

After the bottle was finished, Lin Qian just fiddled with it lightly and didn't stop. It was still rags, but this time, she twisted the rags into a thick twist, just a few breaths, red, green, Blue, light white, dark blue, all the thickness of the fingers are made of cloth rubbed into circles, and the circles are ready.

Ten bottles, six circles, enough for one lady.

Lin Qian let out a sigh of satisfaction, and looked up at the sky. The moon was just beginning to rise, and it was almost time for the young lady to come back.

Close the windows, draw the curtains, lay out the quilts, and cook the soup...

Lin Qian gently patted her sore back, skillfully doing the preparations for the young lady's return.

***

Xushi

Being served by Lin Qian and drinking the doctor's bitter medicine to recuperate her body, Fang Fei swallowed the apricot fruit and wiped away the fishy smell in her throat, when Lin Qian asked softly:

"Miss, are you sleepy?"

Fang Fei chatted with her father and mother today, and when she returned to the house, it was already past the usual hours, but the twelfth lunar month was approaching the New Year, and it was a rare time for Fang Fei to relax. Bending, soft voice:

"Not sleepy, Qian'er, is there anything you want to say to me?"

"Since you're not sleepy, miss, shall we play a game together?"

"Ok?"

"Miss, just wait a while."

It took a while, but it really took a while, the rings and the bottle that were just made before, but were not deliberately put away, were carried out by Lin Qian after trotting twice.

One in the first row.

Two in the second row.

Three in the third row.

Four in the fourth row.

The four rows of bottles are separated by the width of the palm, and the distance is not far away, but the four rows are parallel, and the last row seems to be a little far away.

"This is Qian'er's favorite game to play with her younger sisters at home.

The game is very simple, the lady only needs to use the six rings in her hand to set it, and whichever one is in the set is the lady's.

Or Miss once, Qian'er once, and compare the number of bottles we got in the end, whoever got the most and who got the farthest bottle.

Since Miss is not sleepy, shall we start playing now? "

The ten bottles Lin Qian placed very skillfully, the fabric colors on each row were almost the same, and those naive and simple patterns were all facing Fang Fei's direction, silently attracting Fang Fei's attention.

Since the fabrics that could be sent to Miss's yard would not be too bad, the six circles that Lin Qian handed to Fang Fei felt soft and comfortable to the touch.

Fang Fei pinched the circle subconsciously, and looked at Lin Qian from the bottle.

With the bright candles burning in the extremely warm room, Lin Qian's face was flushed with health, and her eyes were full of bright light. She was standing next to the bottles in the first row, leaning forward slightly to look at her.

Fang Fei bit her lips lightly, and her shallow eyes began to glow:

"But Qian'er, I've never played before."

"It's very simple, Miss will try it first. If it doesn't work, Qian'er will teach Miss later."

"Then I'll try it first?"

"Well, miss, it's just me and miss in the room~"

It was completely dark outside the house, and even the chirping of insects could not be heard in the twelfth lunar month. Lin Qian's slightly rising coda was really convincing in the quiet night.

"it is good."

Fang Fei bit her lips tightly and let go, exhaling a little nervously, she leaned forward slightly, picked up a light white circle with her right hand, and put it forward.

Because she didn't know what to do, Fang Fei chose the bottle in the first row, but also because she didn't know what to do, she used a lot of strength to throw it, and the circle jumped over the first row like that. One row of bottles, untouchable, fell off the edge of the bottle in the middle of the third row.

"Qian'er, look..."

Sure enough, he couldn't get it right.

"Miss, hello, I almost caught the bottles in the third row the first time, but next time I'm weaker, I'm sure I'll be able to catch the bottles in the first row.

Miss, let's do it again. "

Lin Qian picked up the light white circle and handed it to Fang Fei with a smile. Fang Fei blinked her eyelashes quickly, and a slight blush appeared in her ears. She stretched out her hand to take the light white circle, Trying to put in a little effort, he threw it towards the bottles in the first row again.

"Porf~"

In the extremely subtle voice, Huan Huan'er wobbled reluctantly through the mouth of the bottle, and got stuck in the middle of the bottle right in the middle.

It's hit.

"I just said that the young lady is very experienced, and she really hit the trap!"

The author has something to say:

Aww, Lin Qian finally spoiled the young lady once O(∩_∩)O