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Chapter 244 Take care of your self-esteem
She looked at it for a long time, biting her nails from time to time and muttering something in her mouth.

Wang Nan saw her look like that and said softly, "It's too difficult for her."

Yi Chichi began to lose confidence in her because of her performance, so he sighed, "Let's see what she says."

If it doesn't work, you can only change it.

Wang Nan glanced at her, said nothing, lowered his head and pulled the thread, then cut off the thread and handed the packed sole to her, "See if the size fits."

Yi Chichi took it and measured the length with his hand, then nodded and said it was OK.

"I think the bottom is a little thin."

Wang Nan's eyes suddenly widened, "It's too thick to keep up with your feet."

"Wear-resistant."

Is there something wrong with this?

No problem.

But the crux of the matter is that these are mille-layer soles, not Jiefang shoes.

Wang Nan couldn't understand, "Why don't you buy Jiefang shoes for your family, Lao Wen?"

That thing is so durable.

Yi Chichi sighed, "Yes, but my feet smell like wearing Jiefang shoes."

It was not breathable, stuffy and sweaty, she exercised a lot when she smelled it, and she wore nylon socks that did not absorb sweat. Every time he took off his shoes, it was like hell-like torture for her nose.

It's so painful that I don't want to live.

"I just wanted to get him two pairs of velvet bottoms to wear to let his feet breathe."

Wang Nan was helpless, "Okay, I'll add two more layers to him."

"Thanks a lot."

Yi Chichi doesn't know how to make shoes, and neither does Wen Mu.

In the past, mother and son would go to Aunt Ma and the others to help make cloth shoes.

Don't let people do idle work either.

This time Wen Mu wanted to find Aunt Ma and the others again, but Aunt Ma and the others were not available. Yi Chichi thought of Wang Nan and asked her to help make some pairs of shoes.

"Why bother? I can't thank you enough for increasing my income."

Yi Chichi laughed and said, "Then make a few more pairs and I'll give you two kilograms of meat."

Wang Nan swallowed, "I want fat."

"There is no way to agree to this, we can only try our best."

She looked embarrassed. It was not like she could buy fat meat if she wanted to. It was too popular, unless someone knew a worker in the slaughterhouse and had internal connections to buy it.

But she didn't have the connections.

"As much as possible."

At this moment, Liu Lan pinched her eyebrows and spoke.

"Chichi, I read this analysis diagram carefully. This diagram is too difficult for me."

She didn't have the confidence to restore the color perfectly, and the acupuncture method was not easy for her.

Wang Nan blinked at her when he heard the sound, looking like it was too difficult.

Yi Chichi, who had been mentally prepared for this, did not feel too disappointed. Instead, he glared at her and turned to Liu Lan and said, "Then I will draw you another picture."

"To keep it simple, there are just too many colors in this painting."

Yi Chichi nodded, but sighed in his heart. He originally thought that with the successful example of Spring Herald, Liu Lan would have the courage to make a breakthrough.

No matter how much I miss her, I still want stability.

That’s fine, we can lay a more solid foundation.

However, "Do you have any pictures you want to embroider?"

She wanted to see if Liulan had any ideas of her own.

Liu Lan thought seriously for a long time, raised her eyes and asked her, "My idea is in line with the market conditions? Can the Friendship Store want it?"

It's really hard to say. To be on the safe side, let her do it.

"Forget it, I'll give you the embroidery pattern and you can just embroider it according to it."

After the reform and opening up, let her come up with her own embroidery patterns.

"it is good."

Liu Lan hurriedly agreed. Yi Chichi looked at her obviously relieved look and said, "You can't always count on me. You can come up with something like this sooner rather than later. You can first draw out your inner thoughts with pen." "I practiced, but the success was not satisfactory."

When this topic was brought up, Liu Lan said that she was also bald, "What I thought in my heart and what I drew were two different things."

Yi Chichi became interested and handed the brush to her, "You draw it and I'll take a look."

"Row."

It is a good thing for Liulan to have professionals on site to guide her.

Therefore, she took the brush and started working on the drawing paper Yi Chichi put on the table.

Yi Chichi and Wang Nan stood watching on the left and right like doorkeepers. The more they looked at the expressions on their faces, the blanker they became. When she finished the painting, the two fell silent.

Liu Lan looked at the picture she drew and fell into silence.

The world fell silent.

Uncle Yaozi came in from the door carrying a basket. He saw the three of them standing in front of the table like wooden figures, and walked over quietly like thieves. "What are you looking at?"

"Look at Lanlan's paintings."

"Where? I'll take a look too."

Three fingers pointed at the table at the same time. Uncle Yaozi looked over and burst into laughter.

Liu Lan glared at him dissatisfied, "Uncle, take care of my self-esteem."

Uncle Yaozi laughed loudly, "You already painted like this, so why do you need any self-esteem?"

As he spoke, he asked jokingly, "Lan Lan, tell me what you are painting."

"Big raccoon."

The smile on Uncle Yaozi's face suddenly froze, and Yi Chichi and the others were not much better.

The three of them looked down at the strange group of lines on the drawing paper at the same time, and said in unison, "Is this a cat?"

"I drew a cat, but what I drew was not a cat, and I didn't know what it was."

Liu Lan said as if telling a tongue twister.

Seeing that she wanted to say something, Yi Chichi quickly stopped her, "Stop explaining, you are not suitable for painting."

Although the paintings made by soul painters are abstract, they have put their souls into them, so that even people who can't draw can see what they are painting at a glance.

The cat painted by Liu Lan cannot be said to resemble a cat, but it can only be said to have nothing to do with cats.

Like a ball of yarn, the kind of messy ball of yarn rolled into a ball.

Liu Lan, who was judged to be unsuitable for painting, was silent for two seconds, and sighed as if she was surviving a disaster, "It seems that I am destined not to become a master of painting and embroidery."

At this point, she grabbed Yi Chichi's hand and said, "Chichi, I will leave my embroidery patterns to you from now on."

The corner of Yi Chichi's mouth twitched, "You will pay me back in the future."

The sheep she has trained will definitely be picked up to work for her after the reform and opening up. Therefore, it is necessary to invest in advance.

But words need to be said upfront.

"return."

Liu Lan agreed immediately. Seeing this, Uncle Yao Zi reminded him, "You agreed without even asking her why she would pay her back. You are really not afraid of being sold."

"No, I believe Chi Chi."

If he really wanted to sell her, he wouldn't have sold her a picture of the Spring Festival, and he wouldn't have cheated. He would have paid as much as he wanted without deducting a penny.

For this alone, she could trust Yi Chi for the rest of her life.

"I'll come to your house tonight, remember to wait for me."

"What are you doing at my house?"

Yi Chi asked curiously, but Liu Lan didn't say anything and just asked her to wait.

Okay, then she will wait.

As a result, when it was past nine o'clock in the evening, Wen's mother became impatient and urged Yi Banwan to go to bed.

"It's so late, and there's a good chance that girl Lan Lan won't come, so don't do anything. It's time to rest."

Yi Chichi said oh, put away his things and was about to speak when there was a knock on the door.

The mother-in-law and daughter-in-law looked at each other and realized that Liu Lan was here.

Wen's mother stood up and walked towards the door, "Who is it?"

"Auntie, I am Lan Lan, please open the door."