"I think you can work now. Let's go to town and get more purses. I'll teach you how to do it when we get back," Liu Shi said with a smile.
Lin Xiaoyue's hands trembled when she heard that.
"No, mom. I'm not suitable for this..." in her previous life, when she was in university, she saw her roommate making cross-stitch. The shop gave her a small one, and her roommate gave it to her out of curiosity.
In the end, she had only been working on it for half a day before she threw it aside.
She was busy working to earn money to support herself, so how could she have the free time to do embroidery. Moreover, the process was very slow, and it was not suitable for someone as impatient as her.
Liu Shi paused.
"Why not? After learning this skill, when you marry into your husband's family, they will take care of you more." As she said this, she held her daughter's hand again.
When Lin Xiaoyue heard this, she quickly looked at her mother.
