An Sancheng told him to go home, and everyone in the An family followed him. An Guoqing walked up to Chen Mingliang and bared his teeth to scare him. As expected, Chen Mingliang was so frightened that he shivered.

"What a coward! You dare to bully my second son, you idiot!"

My second dick can play with you to death!

An Guoqing was carrying a big tree stick, like a victorious general, walking in a square step, swaying left and right, following An's family at the back.

Chen Mingliang's father was furious when he saw Chen Mingliang kneeling on the ground. He kicked him and walked away angrily with his hands behind his back, followed by Chen Mingliang's eldest brother and his family.

It was Chen Mingliang's biological mother who went to help him out of distress.

Miao Xiaohua even crawled to Chen Mingliang's side. She was so distressed that she and Chen Mingliang's biological mother helped him get up together.

"Mingming, let's call the police. It's illegal to hit someone. Let's sue Anjia."

With a "pop" sound, Chen Mingliang's biological mother slapped Miao Xiaohua on the back.

"You are mentally ill, why should you call the police? The village will not be able to live anymore!"

Chen Mingliang thought about it for a moment, but his mother was watching eagerly, and he couldn't afford to lose that person.

For ordinary people, calling the police is never the first choice.

Miao Xiaohua endured the pain of the slap on her back, but the old Qianpo was quite strong.

The three of them stopped mentioning the matter of calling the police and headed back to Chen's house together.

The An family on the other side have also arrived home, and there is nothing to talk about about the Chen family.

Lin Cuihua was not idle and started to clean up the house. An Sancheng and An Guoqing were weaving willow baskets outside where the firewood was placed.

An Ning stood in the middle of the kitchen, not knowing what she could do for a while. She watched Lin Cuihua sweep the floor. After sweeping, she took a basin of water and spread some water on the ground with her hands to suppress the dust.

"What are you doing standing here?"

"Oh...then I'll lie down."

An Ning's strange brain circuit made Lin Cuihua almost spill the water from the basin on her body.

Lin Cuihua looked at An Ning who really wanted to go back to the house and lie down, so she shouted:

"Come to your room and I will teach you how to sew clothes."

An Ning turned around obediently and followed Lin Cuihua into the west room.

The whole house has a Kang in the south, wooden lattice windows, a blue curtain with a bamboo pattern, a high and low cabinet and a table placed against the wall in the north.

Lin Cuihua took down a piece of clothing hanging on the wall and took out a sewing basket.

"You couldn't learn it before, but you should learn it now that you're better. A girl's family has to learn it, otherwise she will be laughed at by others when she gets married."

"Why do girls need to learn? Don't men need to learn? Why are they laughing? Is it because I don't have any hands?"

"..."

Lin Cuihua was caught off guard by An Ning's question. She missed the hand that was about to thread the needle and almost pricked her hand.

"How can a grown man sew clothes?"

An Ning wanted to ask, but was interrupted by Lin Cuihua.

"Look carefully. This dress needs to be patched on the inside. Although it can be seen, it still looks better than the outside."

Lin Cuihua taught her little by little. Although An Ning didn't agree with her words, she studied very seriously.

In the interstellar world, the fabrics for clothes are all made of chemicals and are too strong, with no chance of mending.

"Are you ready?"

"Yes."

Lin Cuihua looked at An Ning, who had said yes, and handed over the clothes in her hand in disbelief, saying, "Sew it up and let me see."

An Ning took the needle, thread and clothes from Lin Cuihua's hand, and started sewing them stitch by stitch according to the method Lin Cuihua just taught.

The first needle was a little crooked. Just as Lin Cuihua was about to open her mouth to take it back, she saw the second and third needles.

"You really know how to do it."

An Ning raised her head and asked in confusion: "Can we still have a holiday?"

Lin Cuihua said to Jia Zhener's An Ning: "Okay, okay, you can sew this piece. From now on, you will sew all your own clothes yourself."

An Ning nodded and said, "Okay."

In less than three minutes, An Ning finished sewing.

"Mom, is that okay?"

Lin Cuihua turned her clothes over and looked at the outside effect.

"It's okay."

Not only was it okay, it was even better than my own craftsmanship. Did this child learn from it secretly before? In Lin Cuihua's suspicious eyes, An Ning opened the door and went out.

When she came out, she went to the shed in the yard to learn how to weave willow baskets.

"Little sister, if we don't learn that, our hands will be covered with calluses."

Although An Guoming's words were disliked by An Sancheng, he also agreed with them.

"Yes, my dear, go back to your house and let your second brother do this."

The surprise came so suddenly, An Guoming walked over from the house with a sigh in his heart, sat down on the side, and started with a wicker stick.

"Second brother is not energetic, but I am energetic and can work quickly."

An Ning said it was easy to get started. A wicker stick was like a piece of plastic, it would bend with just a slight touch.

At this moment, An Guoming was suspicious. Are the wickers in their hands the same thing? Even An Guoqing and An Sancheng are not so powerful!

"Little sister, you seem to have become stronger."

An Ning was weaving baskets calmly and said without raising his head: "Yeah, it's pretty exciting anyway."

When the father and son heard what An Ning said, they instantly became curious.

Finally, the four people stood in the middle of the yard, with a stone roller placed in the middle.

"Daughter, can you move it?"

"I'll try."

An Ning pretended not to know and stepped forward, stretched out her hand and hugged the stone roller.

"If you can't pick it up, put it down."

An Sancheng shouted worriedly from behind. As soon as he finished shouting, he saw Annie hugging him easily.

"Awesome, little sister!"

"Okay, okay, put it down quickly and be careful not to hit your feet."

An Ning put down the stone roller obediently and stood obediently next to the stone roller, as if everything just now was an illusion.

"I guess it's because of knocking on the head, plus our family is very energetic, not counting the second child."

An Sancheng explained his reasoning, and An Guoqing particularly agreed. He was so energetic that he was invincible in the village and ranked first in work points every year.

Only An Guoming curled his lips. He didn't blame his father for talking about him. The fact that he was so energetic really had nothing to do with him.

However, does knocking on the head still have this effect? ​​Should he try it? It is better not to knock it on the head again.

An Sancheng on the side took a step forward and whispered to An Ning: "Daughter, you just need to know how strong you are. This way we know and others don't know that you are more powerful."

"Oh——-it's unexpected, it's unprepared."

An Sancheng was stunned by An Ning's sudden cultural words. What did this mean?

"Who did you learn this from?"

"I heard it when my little brother was reading it."

An Ning was not worried. When An Guoping came home from school, he often endorsed books in the backyard.

"My daughter is amazing."

"Daughter, do you want to go to school?"

"In no mood."

An Ning answered very quickly, not only quickly but also firmly. She is a person who wants to farm, how can she waste time studying.

"I want to read."

An Sancheng didn't look like An Ning was cheating, and it was a bit late to learn now. He said clearly: "Reading is good, wait until your younger brother finishes the college entrance examination, and let him teach you."

"Second brother can also teach you. We can go to literacy classes at night."

An Guoming's words made An Ning turn around and ask: "What is a literacy class? How to sweep? Do I need to bring a broom?"


Chapter completed!