The Farm Girl’s Charismatic Fortune
Chapter 161 - 157 This Lazy Flower!

Chapter 161: Chapter 157 This Lazy Flower!

Xuanyuan Que gently opened the wooden box, and inside, a white handkerchief lay quietly.

The sun was at its peak, its radiant light pouring over two little figures, but it couldn’t hide the shock brimming in a pair of cold eyes.

Xuanyuan Que looked up, his expression slightly cracked, "What is this?"

Had she picked up a piece of scrap cloth to give him as a birthday gift?

"A handkerchief, ah! Do you like it, Brother Xuanyuan?" Ruo Xuan said with a beaming smile.

Xuanyuan Que looked at the glowing white fabric in the wooden box, crawling with several earthworms.

Although she said it was her least proficient skill, a flower that took only a hundred years to cultivate into an immortal showed she was also clever.

Besides, she was already a centenarian, and even a fool wouldn’t embroider something that a three-year-old child could, right?

She wasn’t a real three-year-old child!

He was a ten-thousand-year-old demon, and she was a hundred-year-old demon!

Having lived so long, when he, a grown man, first picked up an embroidery needle to make her clothes, he hadn’t sewn the stitches into earthworms that looked like they struggled in their dying throes and severely malnourished.

"What did you embroider?" Xuanyuan Que had looked for a long time and couldn’t understand what was embroidered on it. It couldn’t really be a few earthworms, could it?

"Earthworms? Or did you want to embroider snakes?"

"How could it be earthworms! How does it look like earthworms, like snakes! What I gave, of course, what I embroidered is the Xuancao Flower, this is me as a child, the unopened little Xuancao! These are the leaves of the Xuancao! The leaves!" Ruo Xuan, pointing at two lines that weren’t connected, couldn’t help but pout, her little face angry.

That’s too much!

Ruo Xuan felt deeply hurt inside. How could Divine Lord Xuanyuan see her as such an ugly earthworm!

"Since when are earthworms green! If you can’t recognize what I embroidered, can’t you guess? I embroidered it, and to prove that it’s a gift I gave to Brother Xuanyuan, of course I had to embroider myself on it. Look, this is the first leaf I grew, this is the second..." Ruo Xuan was very dissatisfied, chirping non-stop like a sparrow on the branches in spring.

Xuanyuan Que’s ears buzzed, and he took a deep breath, fibbing with a guilty conscience, "Cough cough, I mislooked just now, upon closer inspection, it is indeed a bunch of Xuancao, very pretty, thank you!"

As long as she stops making noise!

He figured it out, it’s not what he’s best at, but what he’s even worse at!

When the Old Madame Xuanyuan learned that Xuanbao had gone up the mountain, she came looking for them, bringing longevity noodles for the two.

Seeing her grandson holding a wooden box, she smiled and said, "Did Xuanbao bring a birthday gift for your brother?"

"Yes! Grandma, do you think it looks good?" Ruo Xuan hurriedly picked up the handkerchief from the wooden box, which under the blazing sun glowed white, and she secretly applied an Immortal Technique for deceiving the eyes to it, making it shine even brighter with gold light, turning the little earthworms on it into a vividly alive Xuancao Flower.

Xuanyuan Que: "..."

Ruo Xuan gave Divine Lord Xuanyuan a guilty glance.

She, too, had her pride.

One cannot fool Divine Lord Xuanyuan; otherwise, she would have liked to fool him as well.

She must still diligently cultivate, striving for a day when her spiritual power exceeds his so she can fool him thoroughly.

The Old Madame Xuanyuan’s eyes brightened as she took the handkerchief from Xuanbao’s hands, exclaiming continuously, "Did Xuanbao embroider this herself? It’s really well done! Xuanbao is truly clever and skilled with her hands!"

Ruo Xuan was pleased, "It looks good, doesn’t it? If Grandma likes it, when it’s Grandma’s birthday, I’ll make a whole outfit for Grandma."

"Of course, that would be great, your embroidery skills are even better than the embroiderers in the palace!" Old Madame Xuanyuan said happily, "You don’t need to make an entire outfit, just embroidering another handkerchief would be fine! The flowers Xuanbao embroiders, if it weren’t for the cold weather, without butterflies, if it were summer, they could attract bees and butterflies!" Old Madame Xuanyuan admired the handkerchief as she played with it.

Ruo Xuan was overjoyed, "Then next time I’ll embroider a handkerchief for Grandma that can attract butterflies. Grandma is so kind. I’ve been embroidering this handkerchief for a long time, look at my hand full of needle holes from the pricks, and Brother Xuanyuan still didn’t like it!"

Xuanyuan Que: "..."

Who would like it if they received it?

Hadn’t he also lied, saying it was pretty just now?

Ruo Xuan spread out her plump little hands, showing the tips of her tender fingers dotted with red pricks from the needle.

Xuanyuan Que glanced at her frowningly, displeased, "If you’re not good at it, why embroider?"

He hadn’t even asked her for a birthday gift!

Whether she gave one or not didn’t matter!

The old Mistress Xuanyuan, feeling sorry for her, grabbed Ruo Xuan’s chubby hand, "Oh dear, is this your first time embroidering? How could you be so careless, don’t embroider next time, Grandma doesn’t want it! Does it hurt?"

Grandma Xuanyuan, with a heart full of pity, held Ruo Xuan’s little meaty hand and kept rubbing it, wishing she could rub away the little needle holes.

Xuanyuan Que watched as the large hand massaged the small one, without blinking.

Ruo Xuan shook her little head, not minding too much, "It hurts when poked, but once done, it stops hurting. Grandma Xuanyuan, don’t worry, I have experience now, next time I make clothes for Grandma Xuanyuan, I won’t get poked. When I make clothes for Grandma Xuanyuan, please don’t disdain them!"

Such minor needle punctures she could have healed with a bit of practice; she left them there on purpose to show the Divine Lord Xuanyuan her earnest efforts.

She was afraid he would think she was perfunctory with her gift.

Old Mistress Xuanyuan was touched by Xuanbao, the three- or four-year-old girl, "Haha, good! Grandma doesn’t disdain, Grandma is looking forward to it!"

Xuanyuan Que, seeing the Old Mistress Xuanyuan holding onto the hand that looked like a flower, said blandly, "The noodles are going to paste over."

The old Mistress Xuanyuan responded hastily, "Right, the noodles are going to paste over, let’s eat the noodles. I made these longevity noodles myself, eating them will bring long life, good health, and growth..."

The old Mistress Xuanyuan led Ruo Xuan to sit down by the round table while continuously speaking auspicious words.

Xuanyuan Que and Ruo Xuan sat down together.

Xuanyuan Que received the hot cotton towel Aunt Yu Hua handed over and told Ruo Xuan blandly, "Clean your hands."

Ruo Xuan stretched out her hands out of habit.

Xuanyuan Que carefully wiped her plump palms and chubby fingers with the towel.

The towel was hot and made wiping quite comfortable.

But Ruo Xuan still felt a trace of coldness entering her body from her fingertips.

Ruo Xuan couldn’t help but laugh! Divine Lord Xuanyuan was so kind, healing her wounds!

"Actually, healing such small wounds isn’t necessary; you don’t have to waste your spiritual power, Brother Xuanyuan," Ruo Xuan whispered to Xuanyuan Que.

Xuanyuan Que didn’t give Ruo Xuan a glance and with a cold face, put the towel back in the tray, picked up another hot towel to wipe his own hands, then grabbed his chopsticks and started eating the noodles.

Ruo Xuan also picked up her chopsticks and obediently ate her noodles.

The old Mistress Xuanyuan reminded them lovingly, "You mustn’t bite through the longevity noodles."

Upon hearing this, Ruo Xuan sucked the noodles on her chopsticks into her mouth, and without so much as a bite, swallowed them whole.

Her chin was smeared with noodle sauce from the large move.

Aunt Yu Hua and the old Mistress Xuanyuan were both frightened she would choke!

"Silly girl, that’s not how it’s done, you still have to chew it in your mouth before you can swallow," the old Mistress Xuanyuan said with a laugh and a sigh.

"Oh, I see, I got it!" Ruo Xuan said, turning to Xuanyuan Que and stretching her neck, signaling for him to help her wipe her mouth.

Xuanyuan Que, with disdain, took the rag she had given him and wiped her mouth and chin.

He seriously suspected she had given him that handkerchief as a birthday gift just to make it handy for him to wipe her mouth, her hands, her face!

This lazy flower!