A year ago, although I went to Fang's house to pay New Year's greetings in advance in advance of the New Year, now they have specially sent invitations to my door. How can I go empty-handed when people come to celebrate the New Year?
Make sure to give more gifts, otherwise you will be shameless if you show up empty-handed, and it will also bring disgrace to the Fang family. It's just that the cured goods and some dried mushrooms that were pickled at home years ago have been sent to the Fang family. Now they definitely can't send the same things again. Song Nanzhi thought about going to the county to buy some suitable gifts and carry them when the time comes. It would be nice to go and pay New Year greetings.
"Grandma, didn't grandma pack a big bag of rice krispie treats for us? The rice krispie treats made by my aunt are more delicious than those sold in the shop. Let's bring some rice krispie treats. Fangyuan and the others will definitely like them.
"How about this!" Song Nanzhi felt that it was not appropriate to bring rice krispie treats, and then said: "This is not a good thing. If you want to bring it, you should go to the snack shop in the county to buy something delicious to take with you."
Then he added, "How about we go out early on the fifth day of the Lunar New Year and buy some good snacks to take with us when we get to Jingli. They often eat the food in Jingli, so the taste will definitely be the same."
"Grandma, the rice krispie treats made by my aunt are more delicious than those sold outside. Let's bring some home-made things to show that we are thoughtful. For the rest, just follow grandma's instructions and go to the county or Beijing. We will buy some snacks from the snack shop and take them with us." Mo Ziyuan explained.
"What? What your eldest sister makes is better than what is sold in the shop? Do you like the rice krispie treats made by your eldest sister so much?"
When her family was still poor, Song Nanzhi never bought rice cakes to eat. Later, when her family's conditions improved, she could often buy rice cakes to eat, but she didn't like eating these snacks very much, even if she bought them for her children. Eat a small piece occasionally.
I ate less of what I bought, and even less of the rice krispie treats made by the Li family. Two or three years ago, they brought some to Wanwan, and at that time she only tasted a piece as big as a finger. At that time, everyone who stuttered thought it tasted delicious, but they still couldn’t remember what it tasted like.
I ate a piece today, but I didn't feel any difference. It was the same as the one bought in the store, both delicious and sweet.
Mo Ziyuan nodded in affirmation, and Murong Qingyuan also said: "Grandma, the rice krispie treats made by my aunt are sweet but not greasy, and crispy. Let's bring some to the Fang brothers. They will definitely like it."
Li Qiye also nodded, "Grandma, the rice krispie treats made by my aunt are really more delicious than those bought from outside."
"The kids said it tastes good, so it must be delicious. Bring some with you when the time comes." Mo Tingyu made the final decision and helped Song Nanzhi make this decision.
Song Nanzhi said angrily: "I didn't say not to take it, take it, take it!"
After talking about it three times in a row, he said, "Then what else should we buy? Just bringing some rice krispie treats doesn't look good."
"You can send tea and wine to Grandpa Fang and Uncle Fang." Murong Qingyuan said.
With the inspiration of wine and tea, Mo Ziwan's ideas also started to spread. In modern times, most of the gifts for men are tobacco, wine and tea. For women, it can be cosmetics, bags, shawls, etc.
Forget about cosmetics, even if I can follow the instructions in the short video of my previous life, I don’t have the time now, but I can tinker with bags.
The small handbag did not waste time, "I also thought of a gift for Grandma Yan."
"What can I give you, Grandma Yan?" Song Nanzhi asked immediately.
"Send me a beautiful handbag."
"What bag?" Song Nanzhi asked again after hearing the strange name her granddaughter said.
"Hand-bag." Mo Ziyuan repeated each word.
"What's the matter with the handbag?" Song Nanzhi asked again.
"I'll draw it for you." Afraid that they still wouldn't understand it after she explained it, Mo Ziwan simply thought of drawing it before explaining it, which would be more intuitive.
Mo Ziyuan hurried to the study to get the writing utensils, laid out the paper, dipped the pen in ink and started drawing. Soon the outline of a handbag came out.
After finishing the painting, she put down the pen and then explained, "This is the handbag." Mo Ziyuan pointed to the handbag on the rice paper and said.
"Why does this have a handle like a bucket?" Song Nanzhi said looking at the weird bag in the picture.
"That's why it's called a handbag. This place is for carrying. If you need to carry something, just put it in the handbag. It's more convenient than putting it in a sleeve pocket, cuff, or hanging on the waist."
"And inside, you can also make several small bags to hold different things. For example, put the handkerchief in one small bag and the money in another small bag. Depending on the size of the bag, the things that can be stored will be different."
"It sounds good, but it might be troublesome to do."
"It's not troublesome, it's very simple, just sew all the fabrics together."
Song Nanzhi said angrily: "If you sew all the cloth together, what will happen?"
"Grandma, bring some cloth and I'll demonstrate." Mo Ziwan said.
Song Nanzhi quickly brought out the sewing basket. Inside the basket was a piece of neatly folded beige cloth.
Mo Ziwan took out the beige cloth and spread it on the table, then picked up the scissors and said, "Be careful."
Song Nanzhi warned her granddaughter when she saw her picking up the scissors.
"I know." Mo Ziwan replied, staring at the cloth on the table. After answering for a long time, she held the scissors in her hands but did not drop them.
"What's wrong?" Seeing her granddaughter holding the scissors and making no movement, Song Nanzhi asked, "Do you know how to use scissors? You tell me how to cut it, and I'll cut it."
Mo Li had quick hands. After Song Nanzhi's words, she took the scissors Mo Zi was holding and said, "I'll cut it, I can cut it."
Mo Ziwan shook her head, "I was wondering how to cut it." After thinking about it, she picked up the pen on the table again, "I'd better draw it out step by step, and then cut and sew it."
Next, Mo Ziyuan buried her head in the paper again, starting from the initial drawing, marking the outer packaging, inner packaging, and then the inner packaging compartment.
After marking, I started to draw the production steps, starting from cutting out a piece of cloth, and drawing step by step until one package after another is presented on the paper.
"Okay, now that the painting is done, you can start cutting the cloth. First cut out the cloth you want to use."
The handbag doesn’t need to be too big. This book is enough, but it can be smaller, so Mo Ziwan’s handbag is planned to be about the size of a book.
"This is simple. I'll cut it. You're young and can't hold the scissors steady." Song Nanzhi picked up the scissors on the table and cut them out piece by piece according to the process drawn on the table.
The bag was not big, so Song Nanzhi cut it after a while, and then came sewing. Mo Ziyuan would not rush to do the sewing work. Although she had used needlework in her previous life, it was definitely not for making a bag. Or for a piece of clothing, you can only sew a button, or re-sew the threads where the thread has fallen off.
"Grandma, start sewing from the innermost bag first." Mo Ziyuan put down the scissors at Song Nanzhi and picked up the needle and thread.
"I know, I'll just follow your plan."
