"Fourth Brother." Li Xiaowu yelled and ran towards Li Hua with open arms like a bird.
Li Man looked back curiously, and saw a boy of sixteen or seventeen gently rubbing Xiao Wu's hair, smiling slightly, "Xiao Wu has grown taller again."
He was tall, with a handsome face, wearing dark blue half-worn clothes, washed a little white, but clean and tidy, with a gray book bag on his shoulder.
Li Xiaowu excitedly took his brother's bookbag and carried it on his back, then tiptoed to his fourth brother's ear, and whispered something.
Li Hua turned her head and looked at Li Man with a smile, then, holding her younger brother's hand, she walked towards her.
Li Man suddenly became a little nervous, who is this boy
"Xiao Wu told me everything, thank you for your hard work." The youthful and pure voice of the young man seemed to have not changed.
Li Man didn't know why, so Li Xiaowu shrank behind the fourth brother and squeezed his eyes and smiled at her.
Li Hua still thought she was shy and uncomfortable, so he took his younger brother's hand and went back to the east room.
Li Man took a sneak peek and saw that the door of the east room was open, but she couldn't see what those two people were doing inside.
However, this boy is also from this family
Thinking of their similar outlines, Li Man affirmed the answer, but five brothers is indeed a bit much.
The sun was about to set, and the sheets in the yard had been dried long ago, and the quilts were all warm in the sun. Li Man took them back and spread them on the kang in her west room. After tidying up, she began to sew the quilts.
Sewing the quilt was far more difficult than Li Man imagined. She thought that having a needle and thread was like sewing clothes, but she didn't know that the first stitch took a long time to get into the quilt, and it took a lot of strength. Just pulled it out, this pull, too much force, the quilt that was aligned was distorted, and it had to be pulled again.
In this way, after three or four needles, Li Man was sweating all over her head, and her fingers were sore. The quilt was thick and two layers of sheets were added. She had to use her fingers hard to get a big needle in and out. After a few times, the pads of the thumb and index finger were worn red.
There are three quilts including her own. Li Man is depressed. With her speed, she can't finish it even in the dark. Besides, she is not familiar with the technology, so she is a little discouraged.
But she dismantled it and didn't sew it up, it's outrageous.
Gritting her teeth, Li Man secretly scolded herself for being meddlesome while sewing.
"Ah." Suddenly, unexpectedly, the tip of the needle stuck into the gap between the fingers, and bright red blood gush out all of a sudden.
"What's wrong?" A pleasant male voice came, but before Li Man could react, the injured finger was already sucked into the mouth of the tall and thin boy.
Li Man was stunned for a moment, she blushed a little and her heart skipped a beat.
"It's okay." Li Hua put down her fingers, looked at the crooked corners of the quilt, and smiled softly, "Let me do it."
He took out a thimble from the basket and put it on the middle finger of his right hand, then picked up the needle, stitch by stitch, and sewed the quilt skillfully and neatly.
Li Man was almost dumbfounded, the difference shouldn't be so big, right
However, the young man in front of him was clean and crystal clear, a silver needle was tightly held between his slender fingers, and it shuttled between the quilts, leaving behind delicate and delicate stitches.
He has a focused expression and skillful movements, his eyes are fixed on the quilt, his long eyelashes are naturally curled up, his thin and handsome cheeks are slightly red, his lips are tightly pursed...
When the thread was used up, he bowed his head slightly and bit the end of the thread lightly!