The Prime Minister's Darling novel Chapter 395

Chapter 395: 202 Unveiled (Two updates combined into one) _2

In the past, it was always Gu Jiao who did the mending.

Today, when the Yao Family saw it, they almost laughed their sides out.

They always thought their daughter could do anything and everything, only to find out she’s also a simpleton.

Gu Jiao had just finished watering the vegetable garden and came to the backyard, only to find Mrs. Yao shaking with laughter, holding a pile of clothes.

“What’s happening?” She asked, puzzled.

“Oh my~” Mrs. Yao had laughed till she was in tears and after a while stopped, asking Gu Jiao, “Jiaojiao, who did you learn your needlework from?”

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Gu Jiao thought for a moment: “Self-taught?”

Mrs. Yao knew it then.

Who else would sew like this?

Mrs. Yao was about to be tickled to death by her daughter. She patted the stool beside her, hinting Gu Jiao to sit down. Then she took an area of the clothes mended by Gu Jiao, and said, “You don’t need to knot each stitch, and you shouldn’t leave the thread end outside. Like this…”

Mrs. Yao unseamed the area once more and then mended it properly for Gu Jiao to see.

“Hmm.” Gu Jiao pondered seriously, “I thought I had been doing a good job sewing.”

After all, mending clothes did improve her surgical stitching skills. She sewed a lot faster than before.

While mother and daughter were talking, Gu Yan and Gu Xiaoshun came back from the Academy, they didn’t need to go to Master Lu’s place to learn today.

The two of them had no idea that Gu Jiao and Mrs. Yao were at home. They entered the courtyard, laughing and joking, each with a feather on their head.

Gu Xiaoshun had his little gang in the countryside, back then he was the number one bully in a radius of a dozen miles. The feather on their heads was the symbol of their gang, the “Feather Gang”.

Later, Gu Jiao sent him to Tianxiang Academy. On the surface, it looked like he had changed, but in reality, he was still a little rascal.

Today, Gu Jiao finally caught him in the act.

“Uh, sis.” Gu Xiaoshun swiftly removed the feather on his head, moving his eyes about, he also took off the feather on Gu Yan’s head.

Both of them stood there, still as statues, waiting for Gu Jiao’s reaction.

“Jiaojiao!”

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