CHAPTER 95: CHAPTER 95 TEACH ME TO MAKE CLOTHES? (1)

Li Yuzhu quickly walked out of the kitchen.

In the courtyard, Mu Yuanxiu was holding a set of women’s outerwear.

A light cyan short jacket, bamboo green skirt.

The neckline of the jacket was trimmed with bamboo green fabric.

Li Yuzhu said in surprise, "Finished so quickly?"

She walked over, took the clothes to inspect.

The stitches were very neat, and the workmanship very exquisite, not inferior to the embroidery girls from the Prince Mansion.

"Did you really make this?" Li Yuzhu looked at him in disbelief.

The fabric was indeed the one she had brought.

But this speed...

Wasn’t it a bit too fast?

And such meticulous work.

It was unbelievable.

"Yes," he replied, "I made it."

Li Yuzhu smiled, "Then be a good person to the end and teach me how to make clothes?"

To her shame, she couldn’t make clothes.

"No teaching," Mu Yuanxiu flatly refused.

Li Yuzhu squinted her eyes, "Name a condition."

Mu Yuanxiu looked at her, still shook his head, "No condition would get me to teach."

Li Yuzhu chuckled coldly, "Are you worried I can’t meet a condition? You’re underestimating people."

Mu Yuanxiu continued to look at her, his gaze deep, "Learning to make clothes is a tough job, it’s better not to learn."

Hard tactics didn’t work, so she tried soft ones.

"I can’t do embroidery," Li Yuzhu feigned pity, "You know, a woman who can’t do embroidery might not get married? You wouldn’t let me remain unmarried, refusing to save me, right? After all, we’re neighbors."

She kept her head down, sighing.

Mu Yuanxiu leaned slightly forward, looking at her furrowed brows, holding back laughter, "Is this what you’re worried about?"

Li Yuzhu looked up, nodded seriously, "Shouldn’t this be a concern?"

Ah! You bastard, laughing at her?

The brat, does he want a beating?

Li Yuzhu held back her anger, clenching her fists tightly within her sleeves.

"There’s no need to worry," Mu Yuanxiu started laughing, "I believe you will get married."

Li Yuzhu got completely angry.

Laughing at your own uncle!

She angrily hugged the clothes and turned to leave.

When she reached the courtyard gate, she thought it over and decided to express her thoughts.

"Mu Yuanxiu, you’re overthinking it! I’m not worried about marriage at all! I simply love the craft of embroidery and sincerely want to learn from a master. If you won’t teach, so be it, but why laugh at me?"

You stingy brat!

"I really wasn’t laughing at you," Mu Yuanxiu restrained his smile and shook his head.

"Ha ha!" Li Yuzhu coldly laughed and strode off.

She wasn’t blind; she could see the smile on his face clearly.

Mu Yuanxiu’s lips couldn’t help but curve into a smile.

He sat down and continued to fix his old chair.

At this moment, he saw on the ground of the courtyard, a basket and a wild chicken with tied wings.

How angry was she to forget even these things?

Mu Yuanxiu couldn’t help but laugh again, picked up the basket and wild chicken, and ran out of the courtyard to chase after Li Yuzhu.

With his long legs, he ran quickly and soon caught up with Li Yuzhu.

"Li Yuzhu!" he shouted at her back.

Dared to chase after!

"I don’t accept apologies!" Li Yuzhu kept walking forward, speaking coldly without turning back.

"You forgot your stuff," Mu Yuanxiu handed over the basket and wild chicken.

Li Yuzhu paused, this guy!

She turned around with a stone-faced expression, gave him a cold look, then grabbed the basket and wild chicken and turned to leave.

"Li Yuzhu, you won’t be unable to get married, don’t worry!" he said, trying not to laugh, as he watched her back.