The Blessed Beauty Returns with a Dimension

Song Moting watched Jiang Xiaoxiao playfully entertaining Nuonuo, his eyes full of tenderness.

This girl will definitely be a great mother in the future; you can tell just by the way she cares for Nuonuo.

Jiang Xiaoxiao spotted the sewing machine in the corner of her eldest sister's room.

Even though it wasn't brand new, how did her eldest sister's family have a sewing machine?

Fan Xiuying also noticed the machine, and both of them were overjoyed; wasn't it convenient to have this here?

Fan Xiuying wanted to cut the fabric, but Jiang Xiaoxiao insisted not.

Being driven away and disliked by her own daughter, what kind of feeling is that?

Fan Xiuying felt a pang of bitterness; why was this girl messing around at a time like this?

She's grown up so much, yet how has she never touched a sewing machine!

If she wasted the fabric, what would happen then? But she didn't listen at all.

Her daughter directly pushed her out, asking Song Moting and Jiang Lao to move the sewing machine next door.

After all, the room next door was more convenient, and they wouldn't disturb the eldest sister and them if they rested.

Then she kicked everyone out, locked herself in the room, and got started.

Fan Xiuying stood outside the window, nervously rubbing her hands.

This girl wouldn't mess it up, right?

On the other side, Jiang Yue finished making dinner, brought it to the table, and saw her own mom standing under the window stand, tiptoeing to look inside the room.

"Mom, what are you looking at? Hurry inside to eat."

"You don't know, your sister is still the same as before. I can't change her stubbornness, she's messing around again, locking herself in the room, insisting she makes clothes herself. You tell me, from childhood to now, when has she even handled scissors to make clothes? Does she know how to use a sewing machine?"

Fan Xiuying took the bowl and chopsticks from her daughter's hands.

Complaining on one side, but worrying inside her heart.

The fabric, though.

It really cost quite a bit.

Remember when they bought the fabric, they looked like the heroes of Liangshan coming down the mountain, the sales clerk selling the fabric was simply beaming with joy.

Not usually seeing such bold shoppers.

That's all money.

Just as she finished talking, the sound of the sewing machine being operated was heard, the clatter of the machine.

Jiang Yue smiled with her eyebrows, "Mom, listen to her operating it properly. Don't underestimate Xiaoxiao, she's learned quite a bit at the farm. Although she never did it for 18 years at home, at the farm, she managed to pick up something always."

"Things I didn't know how to do at home, I've learned fully here now. Better not to worry about such things, hurry in and eat, I'll call Xiaoxiao over to eat first. There'll be plenty of time to make clothes, no need to rush now."

Fan Xiuying thought so too, hearing her eldest daughter's words, felt another pang.

The kids have suddenly grown up, feeling like a daughter just reached adulthood, yet a mother's heart isn't comfortable, she used to fret over everything.

But now, they hardly needed her for anything, making her feel quite a sense of loss."

Jiang Yue called out to Jiang Xiaoxiao, "Xiaoxiao, after working all day, come and eat first. Once you're done eating, you can continue, I won't stop you. Hurry, everyone is waiting for you!"

Jiang Xiaoxiao replied from behind the window.

"Sis, don't wait for me, I'll be right over to eat, just a couple more steps. Once I'm done, I'll come over; you guys start eating."

Jiang Yue had no choice but to let everyone start eating without waiting for her, everyone holding their bowls starting to eat.

Though everyone was worried, why is Jiang Xiaoxiao, being busy all day, not hungry at all?

In less than ten minutes, Jiang Xiaoxiao came running over, carrying a floral-patterned little jacket in hand to proudly present to her eldest sister, "Sis, this is what I made for our Nuonuo, put it on her, let's see if it looks good."

Jiang Yue was playing with her Nuonuo, surprised by her sister's act.

Fan Xiuying was eating, heard her daughter's words, and frowned.

This girl doesn't do anything proper all day.

But seeing Jiang Yue put the pretty floral-patterned jacket on their Nuonuo, even Fan Xiuying couldn't help but smile.

This little one wearing the floral-patterned jacket actually looks beautiful, especially with her little braids, fair skin, dark eyes — this floral clothes on her truly gives an adorably goofy feeling.

So cute that everyone absolutely adored it.

Even Jiang Yue herself kissed her daughter twice gleefully.

Didn't expect her sister's taste to be so good; the clothes she made turned out genuinely beautiful.

Didn't you see this little one looking at her floral clothes, grinning, then tugging at it, truly thinking it was a flower?

Even Jiang Lao couldn't help but praise seeing it.

"You know, the clothes our daughter makes are really nice, my girl, I didn't expect, you really have skills; you've learned everything in just a year."

Jiang Xiaoxiao was eating, indeed hungry.

Song Moting served her a strip of potato, Jiang Xiaoxiao gobbled it down.

"Dad, you wouldn't know, your daughter has great skills, I'm telling you, don't underestimate me, your daughter is naturally smart, learns things especially fast."

Jiang Lao was amused, "You really aren't shy at all, Xiao Song, you see, this is your wife."

Song Moting smiled warmly, eyes shining at Jiang Xiaoxiao.

"Xiaoxiao certainly is smart, anything she learns, she picks it up quickly, one of those naturally gifted types."

This made Fan Xiuying laugh.

Great!

The son-in-law sees nothing wrong with her daughter, look at this pawn broker selling wares, yet selling so well, not letting anyone disapprove.

But the couple was happy, son-in-law complimenting the daughter shows he genuinely likes her.

Seeing how protective the son-in-law is of the daughter, happiness couldn't be contained in their hearts.

Jiang Xiaoxiao quickly finished eating and retreated back to the room.

Jiang Yue cleaned out two rooms next door, one for Jiang Lao and Song Moting, another for Fan Xiuying and Jiang Xiaoxiao to stay, but Jiang Xiaoxiao simply didn't go to sleep.

That night, the family could hear the sewing machine clattering in their dreams.

As dawn came, the sewing machine noise hadn't stopped.

Fan Xiuying got up, sent the daughter and son-in-law off to work, deciding not to leave them today, with the daughter making clothes there, it wouldn't be done in a day or two, better to stay for two days.

Song Moting headed back, fetched the old man's jeep to return home with supplies.

Jiang Lao went along with him, preparing to clean the house for the daughter.

With Fan Xiuying around, Nuonuo wasn't sent to the nursery, staying home instead, taken care of by her.

Fan Xiuying held Nuonuo, worried about her daughter not sleeping all night, making clothes can't be done like this without rest.

The body can't take it.

"Can't you rest for a while, take a break and continue later. Clothes can't be made all at once. If you carry on day and night and get sick, that won't do. Are you listening? If you don't come out, I'll get angry!"

Jiang Xiaoxiao pushed the door open and came out.