Pastoral female gangster: grab a village owner to be her husband

"What are you doing? Early in the morning?" Huang Shulang opened his misty eyes, looked at the slightly brighter sky outside, and yawned.

Qian Duoduo was beaming with joy, with her hair disheveled, she took out the sewn shirt from her embroidery basket: "Come and try it quickly, Mr. Mr...." Although she was still a little unfamiliar with the word Mr. Mr. Mr., it was almost the same anyway. adapted.

Huang Shulang's eyes lit up, and he got up immediately. He had been looking forward to this dress for a long time, and it was finally ready.

Thinking of this, he picked up the clothes and shook off the collar and put them on.

Suddenly...he was stunned, and looked at his hands speechlessly and depressed. He saw two sleeves, one long and the other short, one wide and the other narrow.

The corner of his lips twitched: "This... is the clothes you made for me?"

Two drops of sweat fell from Qian Duoduo's forehead. Looking at the dress, he saw that not only the sleeves, but even the place where the stitches connected to the straight line were crooked like centipedes, completely different from what others had sewn on him. no the same.

Qian Duoduo frowned secretly. If he knew this would happen, he should have seen it last night. Isn't this embarrassing?

Huang Shulang closed the two sides of the clothes, and wanted to wear the belt to have a look, but found that the front two plackets were not straight, but crooked like the eighteen bends of a mountain road.

The corner of his mouth twitched violently, and when he opened the inside, his eyes widened, and he saw that there were piles of cloth balls everywhere..., some of them even had traces of being torn, it looked like a dog had gnawed on it.

Huang Shulang was shocked: "Fat girl, this... When did the dog from our cottage enter our house?"

Qian Duoduo followed his eyes and blushed immediately: "Has no dog ever come in?"

"No? Then why was the clothes chewed like this?" Huang Shulang pointed at the place where he felt it was chewed by a dog, and the corners of his eyes twitched wildly.

"This... I tore this, because... because I sewed it wrong at that place, I wanted to take it apart, but accidentally tore it apart with too much strength, I thought about it, anyway, the clothes are so big, you can Clamp that place in and sew it up and it'll be fine, so..."

Qian Duoduo lowered her head, twisted her fingers and said, she really didn't expect this dress to become like this.

Just to sew this clothes, how many times she was pricked by needles, if it wasn't for the fact that she has the spirit lake water, her hands would be full of needle holes.

Huang Shulang pointed to the place where she had sandwiched a lot of fabric with a small stitched edge, and frowned slightly: "Then, since there are so many fabrics on the top, why don't you clamp the same amount on the bottom? , this placket is not the same as the mountain road, there are really ghosts!"

Having said that, he was still reluctant to take off his clothes. He walked to the mirror with his clothes on, took a look, and nodded: "Well, although it doesn't look very good, for bandits, this dress is completely fine." Wear it when you go out to rob, good, good!"

As he said that, suddenly he frowned slightly, seeing the slightly stained blood on the fabric, his heart tightened, and he quickly returned to Qian Duoduo's feelings, raised her hands and looked, but saw two chubby hands, Among the ten fingers, there was not a single pinhole visible to the naked eye.

Huang Shulang was surprised, and looked at Qian Duoduo strangely: "Fat girl, where is this... the blood? Where is the pinhole?"