The General’s Little Peasant Wife

Yang Lele looked at more and more people on the street, and some were bored: "Yao Yao, when do you want this light to start?"

They came over in the morning, this time only in the afternoon, I don’t know how long I have to wait.

"It’s still early, why do you have to go to the darkness.” Ning Mengyao looked at Yang Lele’s head as he heard her words, and some of them laughed and shook their heads.

"Where do we go tonight to live?" When I heard that it might be dark, Ning Mengyao was completely dumbfounded, and couldn't believe it when I looked at Ning Mengyao.

"I have a house here, and I will be there when I go." Ning Mengyao said with appeasement.

Yang Lele’s mouth is big: “You...you are here...has a house?”

"Yeah, let's go back and take a break. Come back in the evening, just as I have something to tell you." Ning Mengyao thought about it, but decided to tell her about the matter with Qingzhu.

Yang Lele nodded fiercely and followed Ning Mengyao to her house.

As soon as he entered, Yang Lele almost thought that he was in a fairyland. It was completely different from what he had seen before. There were all kinds of words here. From the gate, there was a plum blossom fragrance, and a large piece of plum blossoms made Yang Lele very like.

"Like, take a few trips when you go."

“Is it ok?” Yang Lele asked cautiously.

"Well, yes, let's go in."

Just as soon as I entered the house, it was warm inside, so Yang Lele was very envious: "This room is so warm."

"There is a dragon built here, which is naturally warm." Ning Mengyao did not mean to show off, but was helping Yang Lele explain her problems.

"It turned out to be like this, but Yao Yao, what did you say to tell me?" Yang Lele looked around and looked envious of her eyes, but there was no embarrassment, which kept her attention to her dreams. Yao is very satisfied.

If she sees this, her eyes are embarrassed, or something else, she will not tell Yang Lele what she said with Qingzhu.

"After the year I intend to let you follow the green bamboo."

"What do you mean?" Yang Lele looked at Ning Mengyao a little confused, and did not understand what she meant.

"I have my own embroidered building, but it is not the same as the outside. I only make clothes there, and I don't have to make one. This is the responsibility of Qingzhu." Here, Ning Mengyao stopped, she thought Yang Lele should be able to understand what he meant.

Sure enough, Yang Lele’s eyes lit up, and then there was some embarrassment: “Is this embroidering requirement particularly strict?”

Ning Mengyao nodded, and then he saw Yang Lele squatting down his shoulder.

"I still don't want to go, I know my own embroidery." She didn't want to get things done.

She knows that Ning Mengyao wants to help her, but she can't be so ignorant, she still knows what strength she has.

"Okay, don't be so arrogant, you can do it. After fifteen, you will go through the examination with Qingzhu, and you will do things inside. If he can't pass it, then continue to practice the embroidery, and then wait for your embroidery. After the work has passed, I will see you again?" Ning Mengyao said seriously.

Yang Lele is good at any place, that is, he is somewhat inferior in this respect.

Thinking a little, Yang Lele understood the meaning of Ning Mengyao and then nodded seriously: "Well, I know, I will work hard."

"This is right." Ning Mengya nodded with satisfaction.

Yang Lele is a talented person. He is also very talented for embroidery. He often has a point at all, and he can have his own opinions. It is just because of the previous things, some inferiority.

She just has to push one in the back, and her future achievements will not be low.

And this is true, because of Ning Mengyao's help, in the near future, Yang Lele has become an embroidered mother who resounded throughout the country. Her embroidery is hard to find, but now she is just a small embroidered person who is not confident about herself. Mother.

When Ning Mengyao said this, Qingzhu always had the idea of ​​Yang Lele. When she saw her sly look, she couldn’t help but frown. Can such a person be bullied if they arrive at them? And... can she really do it?