Reborn embroidered girl

Chapter 55 Mother Chu "jealous"

"You can do it?"

Chu Xia sized him up with doubts in his eyes.

Although the embroidery frame is not complicated to make, it can't be done by ordinary people, at least you have to be a carpenter.

Chu Feng picked up his sketch and looked at it carefully from beginning to end.

Chu Xia leaned in front of him and didn't dare to disturb him.

"I don't have any wood at home, so I'll go to the town to buy some when I have time."

"You really know how to do it?"

Chu Xia's soft voice is full of excitement and surprises.

The corner of Chu Feng's mouth rose slightly.

Father Chu came back from herding the sheep. Normally, the chimney at home would have been smoking at this hour, but today there was no smoke at all.

As soon as she entered the room, Mother Chu was sitting on the top of the kang with her face drooping.

"Why aren't you cooking?"

Mother Chu threw a face at him.

"I'm not the nanny at home, why do you let me do all the work?"

Father Chu froze for a moment and frowned.

Did this old woman take choking medicine today?
"What's wrong with you again?"

Before Mother Chu could speak, the curtain was lifted, and Chu Feng walked into the room from the outside.

"Dad, mom."

"Xiao Feng, when did you come back?"

"Morning."

Father Chu went out early in the morning to herd the sheep, so he didn't see Chu Feng and the others come back.

"What about early summer?"

When Chu's mother heard Chu's father asking Chu Xia, her face became even uglier.

The two men in the family were all "to" the daughter-in-law, and she felt more and more unbalanced.

"In the house."

"Hurry up and make lunch, so the children won't be hungry."

Father Chu glanced at the clock, it was noon.

"I'm not hungry, whoever is hungry will do it!"

Aggrieved and angry, Mother Chu said something sullenly, then turned around and lay down on the kang.

Chu Feng looked at the lying "hard" Mother Chu, his eyes flickered slightly.

Father Chu's face sank.

His legs and feet are not good, and cooking requires a large pot, so he has cooked once in so many years.

Apart from him, Chu Feng and Chu Xia are the only members of the family now.

Ever since Chu Xia got married, she hasn't touched anything about the stove.

Father Chu reached out to touch Mother Chu's leg.

"What happened to you?"

Mother Chu sat up like a cat whose fur had exploded.

"I have served you father and son like a cow and a horse for so many years, so I can't be uncomfortable for a day?"

Father Chu couldn't utter a word when she yelled at her.

"Dad, since my mother doesn't want to move, I'll do it."

After Chu Feng finished speaking, he looked at Mother Chu again.

Mother Chu's expression was ugly.

When Chu Xia came out of the house, he saw Chu Feng squatting in front of the stove.

The coat on his body was taken off, leaving only the white shirt, the sleeves of the shirt were rolled up, and he was blowing into the stove.

Chu Xia didn't want to be nosy at first, but in the blink of an eye, the kitchen was full of smoke.

"Cough, cough, cough!"

Chu Feng obviously choked and coughed several times.

"Are you cooking? Or are you going to burn down the house?"

Standing at the door in early summer, seeing the usually calm and indifferent man, with a lot of black and gray on his face, he laughed gloatingly.

It turns out that there are times when he can't figure it out.

Chu Feng pouted helplessly.

He is good at other things, but he is not very good at making fire.

"Let me do it."

Chu Xia raised his legs and entered the kitchen, and took the fireworks in his hand.

wipe!
Stab it!

The match ignited the firewood, and soon the red fire light illuminated Chu Xia's bright and moving face.

Chu Feng raised his eyelids, not knowing whether to laugh or cry.

He could do it in two seconds, but he almost smoked himself to death.

"Why are you cooking?"

Why the hell is she "willing" to use her precious son?

(End of this chapter)