The next day, Chen Rong came with needle and thread and taught Lin Yi how to sew a purse.
Lin Yi felt a headache when looking at these needles and threads.
"Dad, I want to play too." Guoguo said, stretching out his little hand.
"No, what if I prick you? This is just like an acupuncture needle." Lin Yi twisted the silver needle, the bright light scared Guoguo so much that she shrank back instantly, remembering the last time she got an injection and cried her heart out in fear.
Chen Rong smiled on the surface, but in fact she secretly felt that Lin Yi was pathetic, a grown man who didn't go out to make achievements, but stayed at home playing with the children and sewing every day.
Anyway, she would never look for a boyfriend like this.
"First, I'm going to teach you how to thread a needle!" Although Chen Rong didn't like this kind of gigolo in her heart, she still had to cheer up. In fact, Lin Yi was a good person.
Besides, there are many people who can be a gigolo. Mr. Lin can stand out from thousands of men and be chosen by Ms. Chen Qiangwei. He has some extraordinary qualities.
"Threading a needle?" Lin Yi frowned and said, holding the needle in one hand and the thread in the other.
"Yes!" Chen Rong used her slender hands to gently thread a pink thread into the needle hole.
Guo Guo immediately clapped and said, "Great! You are worthy of being a teacher."
"It's your turn, Brother Lin. Be careful when threading a needle for the first time. Go slowly and don't be impatient. Many men fail easily because they are impatient." Chen Rong laughed.
Lin Yida said nonchalantly: "It's just threading a needle, it's very simple."
After saying that, Chen Rong saw Lin Yi casually touch the needle and thread that were half a meter apart.
You should know that the pinhole is as small as a pore. If you don’t look carefully, you can’t get through it at all.
Even Chen Rong sometimes wears it for a long time.
However, Lin Yi casually threaded the thread through the needle eye easily.
Chen Rong's face changed slightly. She believed that with Lin Yi's posture just now, she would not be able to succeed even if she tried it ten thousand times.
How can you thread a needle without even looking at it? This...
Lin Yi glanced at Guoguo and saw that she was clenching her fists and looked eager to try. He couldn't help but said, "Guoguo, maybe you can try it? Okay, Dad will hold the needle for you and you can thread the needle."
"Yeah!" Guoguo nodded heavily, picked up a long silver thread, and tried hard to pass it through the tiny needle hole.
The little guy kept shaking up and down, which was in stark contrast to Lin Yi's rock-steady posture. He tried several times in a row but failed.
"Dad, Guoguo can't do it, you should do it."
Lin Yi smiled and said, "I can pass it with my toes."
Guoguo pouted and raised her chubby face in disbelief: "Dad is bragging, Guoguo doesn't believe it."
Chen Rong was speechless for a moment, thinking that it was a bit too exaggerated to wear it with feet. It was not a good habit to brag in front of children.
"Don't believe it? If I wear it, Guoguo will wash Daddy's feet at night."
"Okay! If you haven't worn it, Dad will let Guoguo ride on it as a horse."
Lin Yi slapped his thigh to indicate yes, then he took off his socks and put his legs on the table, with one foot twisting the needle and the other holding the thread.
Chen Rong felt a headache just looking at it. How could she get through
But Lin Yi was still as steady as a rock. When the two touched each other, the thin needle and thread passed through the needle hole again.
"Uh..." Chen Rong was speechless again.
"Wow, Dad is so awesome." Guoguo clapped his hands with admiration.
"It's a piece of cake." Lin Yi smiled gently.