So that day, the second prince happily went to school. When he returned to the Jianxian Hall, he saw Cen Xijin sitting alone by the window, holding an embroidery needle between his thin fingers, looking at the patterns on the paper. Drawing pictures.
Gestures... why do you call them gestures? Because the messy ball of cloth she embroidered, the second prince really didn't want to go against his conscience and say it was embroidery.
Isn't this an insult to embroidery? !
"Auntie, what are you doing here?" The second prince didn't want to dampen her interest, so he simply stood outside the window with a smile, pretending to be an innocent, curious and good baby.
"Hey, I'm back. I'm embroidering a purse for you. You can use it to hold broken silver or insect repellent. One bag can be used for multiple purposes, so it's a good deal!" Cen Xijin was extra serious today, and He is extremely kind and always smiles when he talks or does anything.
Ah la la, people feel refreshed when happy events happen, but it’s different when they find their goal.
Seeing her gentle and friendly look, the second prince could no longer remember the cruel aunt who used a feather duster to slap his buttocks.
The second prince smiled sincerely: "Auntie, just let them do this. It takes a lot of eyes to do this." It not only takes a lot of eyes, but also wastes fabric. He has already seen several discarded semi-finished products on the ground, and they are all They look like crooked melons and cracked dates.
"No, things like purses must be made by hand to be meaningful, do you understand?" Cen Xijin picked up the bright yellow embroidery thread and poked it into the eye of the needle, while proudly giving the little meat ball to her Popular science.
She felt that the little meatball was so big that he must not know what it meant to send a purse.
But this is just what she thinks.
Immediately, the second prince's face suddenly turned red, and not only his face, but also his neck and ears were as red as boiled shrimps. There was warmth and generosity in his eyes: "I... understand, but aunt, I actually don’t want this from you! Just stay by my side and cook more delicious food for me! Besides, women should still be reserved, so you don’t have to be so straightforward about embroidering mandarin ducks."
Although her embroidery of mandarin ducks playing in the water looks like two stupid three-yellow ducks flapping in the water, the whole picture has no aura, let alone lifelikeness.
Cen Xijin stopped sewing, raised his head and stared at him inexplicably: "What's the mess? Also, what's wrong with embroidering mandarin ducks? I just like embroidering mandarin ducks! The nine-story platform starts from the base soil, and the journey of a thousand miles begins with a single step. I I can only practice embroidering mandarin ducks over and over again, and after laying a solid foundation, I can give the most beautiful mandarin duck purse to Mr. Ming! Hey, you kid is getting a bargain!"
When these words fell into the ears of the second prince, he felt as if he had been struck by lightning. His whole body exploded, and he almost turned over from the window. He said anxiously: "What did you say?!"
What is the most beautiful gift to Mr. Ming? When she makes these crappy things with her, she is using him to practice her skills!
Cen Xijin was startled. After thinking about it for a moment, he realized that his daughter's thoughts were exposed in front of others. At this moment, she was so ashamed that she covered her eyes with her hands and did not dare to look at anyone. She also acted like a pretentious little girl, just like Wang Xiang. She howled angrily: "Oh, you're disgusting! You, you are really... Oh, I won't tell you anymore!"
After saying that, she covered her face and ran out of the house with small steps. Looking at her brisk steps, she really looked like a little girl full of thoughts.
The second prince suddenly felt hopeless.
He stared blankly at Cen Xijin walking away, then blankly looked at the brightly colored purse in front of the window.
Then he climbed in through the window without saying a word, and climbed out with Cen Xijin's unfinished embroidered mandarin duck purse in his hands. With nowhere to go, he could only clutch his purse tightly and squat on the ground lonely.
Like a pitiful bear that no one wants.
He likes his aunt, but his aunt likes that pretty boy Ming Zhiyuan, but what is so good about that pretty boy? In terms of height, uh, the pretty boy is taller than him, and in terms of appearance, he seems to be better looking...
The second prince squatted there sometimes angry and sometimes sad, muttering nervously to himself while picking at the stones in the corner.
He was thinking that since his aunt wanted to embroider a perfect mandarin duck purse to express her feelings to Ming Zhiyuan, then he would let her fail!
So Cen Xijin worked on embroidery for three years, but he didn't even embroider a mandarin duck purse.
I guess he really has no talent... Cen Xijin gave up on this path helplessly.
Three years later, the second prince, who was almost ten years old, proudly opened the box where he had hidden his things. Inside, there was a purse full of half-finished products!
In the past three years, Cen Xijin did not patronize the nymphomaniac Ming Zhiyuan, but at the same time started the road to academic supremacy for the second prince's classmate.
The study of poetry and classics is of course necessary in this dynasty, but while Cen Xijin was studying the Dali font, she also told the second prince many novel stories every night to broaden his horizons.
Things like Mickey Mouse and Donald Duck were all covered in the first year. Later she added The Lion King, The Little Prince, The Wizard of Oz, The Adventures of Puff King, The Adventures of Nils Riding the Goose, and Mary Comes with the Wind. ·Aunt Poppins waited and took turns taking it out and telling it to the second prince.
There is no child who does not like these interesting stories, so the door to a new world in the heart of the second prince opened.
He also began to yearn for those strange countries.
After being punished too many times by Dr. Sun in the arithmetic class, Cen Xijin relented and simply taught him Arabic numerals and the multiplication table, letting him figure it out on his own. Unexpectedly, the second prince was actually very talented. After studying and studying, he actually made great achievements in addition, subtraction, multiplication and division, and then directly replaced the little fat boy Mu Qiwen and became the white moonlight in Dr. Sun's heart.
Dr. Xu praised him even more. After experiencing ups and downs, the second prince already knew how to read people's faces when choosing food. Dr. Xu prefers pedantic and noble students, so he took off his silk clothes and showed off the energy of a poor boy. When he saw Dr. Xu, he started shaking his head. Even if he didn't say a word of sweet words and wisecracks, he was just one of those saints. Dr. Xu was so excited that he was so excited. It often makes Dr. Xu lament that he has done nothing for half his life. The only good thing is that he accepted this closed disciple in his sixties.
In three years, even a mediocre person will undergo subtle changes.
The second prince has changed a lot, and Cen Xijin is certainly not bad either. Although she has not changed as much as the second prince, she is also changing slowly but constantly.
The biggest change is the appearance.
Three years later, Cen Xijin was twelve years old. She had grown a lot. She was no longer sallow and thin, and her hair was like dense mist. Her long-term imperial concubine also made her temperament more majestic and refined - simple For example, Cen Xijin became a slim and elegant girl.
Although this seemingly gentle and elegant girl will still hold a feather duster and say hello to someone's white tofu-like buttocks from time to time.
However, in recent days, Cen Xijin has been smiling like a Maitreya Buddha, and he no longer greets the second prince's butt - because the second prince's tenth birthday is coming soon.
