[comprehensive] my family

It used to be that Zhang Xiaoya made clothes by hand alone, but now she bought a sewing machine and started to learn how to use it.

Although she is not very proficient in high-tech and other things, she is quite quick to learn about female celebrities and the like. If she is not familiar with the current style of clothes, she will be able to make a dress in no time.

After Zhang Xiaoya picked out the fabric, she designed a pattern in her mind, and then made a formal suit for An Jiahe. Seeing that he was really well dressed, she made another suit for her brother-in-law.

After An Jiahe wore it to work, he wanted to show off and was a little embarrassed, and he was not very flamboyant, so he finally carried a handkerchief made by Zhang Xiaoya in his pocket. He often used it and was discovered by others, so he said It was made by his wife.

Sometimes people don’t buy things for use, but for collection, just like during Christmas, they buy some small decorations every year, such as Christmas trees, Santa Claus, Christmas hats, etc., just for use, and only for Christmas I used it for a few days before and after, but I will still buy it next year, often just to show off.

The handkerchiefs that Zhang Xiaoya made for An Jiahe used various fabrics, and the things embroidered on them were also different, some were only embroidered with two stitches in a small corner, and some were embroidered on the whole handkerchief.

Regardless of whether it is simple or complex, it looks like a work of art anyway. It is collected as a collection, and most people don't know how to use it, and even keep it well.

Seeing that An Jiahe used it casually, and brought a new one almost every day, others didn't think it was a problem at first, but later saw that he wore a beautiful handkerchief every day, and he was not stingy when he used it.

After washing my hands, I just wipe it off, and sometimes I even wipe off the dirty things. When I go back, I can’t wash it off, so I just throw it away and bring a new one the next day.

And this is not a wet paper towel, nor is it just a piece of cloth torn out and used as a handkerchief. The things on it look very spiritual, and they were really stabbed out.

It was only at this time that people began to ask. After hearing what An Jiahe said, the colleagues in the hospital knew that Zhang Xiaoya had this talent.

After returning home, An Jiahe talked to Zhang Xiaoya proudly about today's incident, but Zhang Xiaoya handed him a cardboard box when he was at work the next morning.

He shook the box and found that it was so light that he could take it out with one hand: "What's in it?"

"I heard from you yesterday that your colleagues like these gadgets, don't they? Anyway, I made a lot of them, so you can take them and give them away. Don't shake them, be careful, the things inside have shapes, so don't give them to me. I'm scattered."

"What shape, let me see."

Although An Jiahe said so, the movements of his hands were very light. This box was a gift box when he bought cakes in the cake shop.

Although it is not worth a lot of money, it is made of paper, but the paper is very good, waterproof and oil-proof, with exquisite patterns printed on it, and there is a silk decoration in the upper right corner, which makes people love it.

The contents inside were eaten, and the box was not thrown away, so it just came in handy now.

When An Jiahe opened it, he thought it was a branch of flowers at first sight, but upon closer inspection, various handkerchiefs were arranged in the shape of flowers, very beautiful.

He couldn't help asking: "Is this all for giving away?"

"Of course, it's all given away. Didn't you say yesterday that many people wanted it, and it happened to be given to other people. It's not worth much anyway."

An Jiahe suddenly became reluctant, how could such a good thing be given away?

"Forget it, if you really want to give something away, just buy some snacks and let me take them there."

Before, An Jiahe also gave some snacks to his colleagues to eat when he had nothing to do, but he bought them separately. The things Zhang Xiaoya made with his own hands, he ate them all by himself, and others could smell them at most.

Of course, Zhang Xiaoya didn't know all this, because An Jiahe felt that such a fact was too embarrassing and didn't fit his image as a macho, and he never told anyone about it.

"Isn't that what people want? What kind of snacks are you buying? Spending money indiscriminately."

"How can this be a waste of money? This is a necessary expense of life. Isn't money earned to be spent?"

"That won't work, the family must have some savings, and we will have children in the future, so we must save money."

Needless to say, the son, everything in the house belongs to him, and the daughter’s dowry can’t be too shabby. Didn’t you see that the big families started saving dowry for their daughters since they were young? This sum is all money. .

So Zhang Xiaoya thinks that for ordinary interpersonal communication, what can be produced by oneself is enough, and there is no need to spend extra money, and people ask for this thing by name.

"Okay, okay, I can't say enough about you." An Jiahe repacked the box, out of sight and out of mind, and asked casually before leaving: "Is there any repetition here? We are all colleagues. Don't get confused."

I can give it myself, but if there are the same things in it as I use, then I will definitely not be able to bear it. It's a pity that I opened the box just now and took a look. There are so many kinds of designs and colors, and I can't tell what is inside. It's not the same as the one I use.

Zhang Xiaoya didn't understand what he meant, but she still said: "Don't worry, gift-giving is something we women should worry about. I am very careful, and it is impossible to confuse them. Although everyone has these things, But the details are different. Everyone is different."

"Okay, I see." An Jiahe glanced at his watch, and hurried to the hospital: "Oh, it's already this time, I have to leave quickly, or I will be late, and I won't be able to get full attendance by then." It's all about you, Fei dragged me here to talk non-stop, well, I'm leaving."

Zhang Xiaoya didn't understand what he was thinking, she was still muttering in her heart, obviously he was the one who brought up this topic first.

She first tidied up the house, then picked up the wool and needles she had put in a basket on one side, and then opened a book dedicated to teaching sweaters to carefully look at the teaching methods on it.

She looked very carefully, and then tentatively opened up and dismantled it here. If she was a little dissatisfied, she dismantled everything. After an hour passed, she did not make any progress.

Zhang Xiaoya was not in a hurry either, she didn't seem to care about her progress, as long as she was knitting a sweater.

Although there was no progress, her techniques were obviously becoming more and more proficient.

She repeated this movement, as if she wanted to make the things she knitted more and more beautiful, but only she knew that she didn't have any thoughts on knitting sweaters at all, but she was subconsciously looking for something to do.

It was her habit, if she was going to think about something, she was used to having something to do on her own, because she simply didn't have the luxury of time for solitary thinking.

In the past, she was either embroidering or copying Buddhist scriptures. When doing these things, she didn't need to be said by others, and others would not bother her. This gave her extra energy and time to think.

Although times have changed, her habit has always been maintained.

She is now thinking about why An Jiahe said these words.

Although Zhang Xiaoya has never studied psychology, based on her own experience, she is very sensitive to people's emotions. Although An Jiahe's emotions change quickly, she still feels it.

With her hands, she crocheted a piece of wool into various patterns in a certain order, and began to assemble the jigsaw puzzle in her mind, and she gradually put together the messy things.

After finishing the puzzle in her heart, she suddenly laughed.