Rebirth in 1980: The Farm Wife Makes a Comeback
Chapter 246: Will You Still Grow?

Chapter 246: Chapter 246: Will You Still Grow?

The patterns were all drawn by herself; just the drawing took quite a lot of time. Fortunately, it was only a copy, not something she had conceived out of thin air, so she managed to draw it very similarly. Having embroidered it once before, the various details fluttered and danced in her mind, as if sketching themselves.

She bought some embroidery threads in the system; it used to provide them for her, but now that she had to buy them herself, she realized how expensive they really were, absurdly so. But she was resigned to the cost, because she wanted to embroider a piece for herself — that piece was already embroidered with emotion.

The Siheyuan had an ancient charm, and if a Qingming River Painting was added, perhaps it would also make a fine view.

Actually, when she was embroidering the Qingming River Painting, she had this intention. The main hall of the main house, where guests were received, was classically and poetically decorated. There was some empty space on a wall where she planned to hang the completed Qingming River Painting, which would certainly be quite stylish and also inadvertently show off her cultural sophistication.

The next day at noon, Jian Zhiqing finally returned. He drove back and opened the car to take out a pile of items, including bedding and some daily necessities. Qin Xiangnuan hurriedly took them, not understanding why he brought these. Were they for a swap?

"Why did you buy this?" She hugged the bedding in her arms, which seemed like military blankets — quite thin and light.

"It’s for your brother," Jian Zhiqing moved the rest of the items into the room next to his, which was the room prepared by Qin Xiangnuan for Qin Xiangyang, specifically located next to Jian Zhiqing’s to facilitate the training.

Jian Zhiqing carried the items inside and then took the bedding from Qin Xiangnuan’s hands to spread it out. Qin Xiangnuan couldn’t be of much help; she pulled up a chair to sit down while Jian Zhiqing kept busy, arranging the bedding neatly, even folding the blankets into square tofu block shapes.

Qin Xiangnuan stood up from the chair and went over, gently placing her hand on the blanket which did not cave in — his skill was indeed on another level.

She looked up in confusion, "Does my brother also have to learn this?"

"Of course," Jian Zhiqing neatly arranged all the military items to one side.

"When he comes over, I’ll properly train him for a while. That way, at the very least, he won’t be flustered when he enters the military academy, and it will also lay a foundation."

"By the way," he stood up straight, walked over to Qin Xiangnuan’s side, and playfully scraped her face, clearly seeing a flash of surprise and bewilderment pass over the young girl’s face, "I bought some oranges, let’s eat them later."

"Okay," Qin Xiangnuan really loved eating oranges, plus Capital City’s oranges were large, juicy, and sweet.

"Um..." Jian Zhiqing placed his hand on Qin Xiangnuan’s head, "Nuannuan, how old are you now?"

Qin Xiangnuan blinked, "Sixteen."

"Oh..." Jian Zhiqing slightly nodded, wondering if she would grow taller.

Suddenly, Qin Xiangnuan’s face stiffened. She clearly understood that Jian Zhiqing was asking whether she would grow taller, but maybe because she’d been told too much lately, or she thought about it too much, she always felt like people were commenting on her lack of chest growth.

Nuannuan, will you grow taller?

Nuannuan, will you develop breasts?

With a puff, she turned around, stomping forcefully on the floor before running into her room, slamming the door behind her, and then venting in the system.

Jian Zhiqing, however, was utterly confused; even now, he had no idea what he might have said wrong.