The Petite Wife of An Eighties' Villainous Big-Shot

Chapter 14: The Prettiest

Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

Elderly Lady Qi had wanted to reject her immediately, but upon hearing what Qi Mianmian said, she decided to take a look at the design. If it was strange, she’d reject it.

However, she couldn’t take her eyes off Qi Mianmian’s sketch the moment she glanced at it.

“Mianmian, how are you able to draw so well? Hey, can you really knit something like this?”

Not only did Qi Mianmian’s sketch of the cardigan look good, but she even added the stitching patterns.

Elderly Lady Qi knew a rich old lady, who owned a cardigan that wasn’t as nice as the one in the sketch. It was said that she had spent more than twenty yuan on that cardigan.

If Qi Mianmian knitted one for her, it would only cost two yuan to buy the wool.

Two yuan was not a small amount. She would earn that much making matchboxes for five days. She could hardly bear to part with it.

However, if she were to spend two yuan on a piece of clothing worth more than twenty yuan, this would be too good a deal to reject.

She was immediately tempted.

Qi Mianmian answered Elderly Lady Qi in surprise, “I’ve always been this skilled at sketching. Grandpa knew. Didn’t you?”

Elderly Lady Qi was speechless.

How awkward.

Qi Mianmian ignored Elderly Lady Qi’s embarrassment and said with a smile, “I’ll finish knitting Second Sister’s shirt by tomorrow night. You can decide then.”

“Sure.”

Qi Shan smiled and quickly spoke. “Just from her speed, I have faith in Mianmian’s craftsmanship and skills. Mianmian, why don’t you help me knit one too? I won’t let you do it for free. I’ll pay you ten eggs then.”

Qi Shan’s greatest strengths were her eye for detail and her good memory.

She always remembered how Old Master Qi had praised Qi Mianmian for being extraordinary when he was alive.

She also remembered, with a tinge of longing, the book of medical recipes that Qi Mianmian had inherited from Old Master Qi.

Therefore, whenever Qi Mianmian did anything out of the ordinary, she would seek her out excitedly and wait for any benefits to come her way.

Qi Mianmian nodded. “Okay. But you might have to wait a little while more for yours. I should have recovered by the time I’ve finished knitting a new cardigan for Grandma. Then, I’ll have to get busy knitting one for Big Sister as well. I’ll have to move yours to the back of the queue.”

Qi Tian, who did not ask Qi Mianmian to knit anything for her, was speechless.

Her youngest sister had suddenly grown up. She was so happy that she felt like she was floating.

Qi Shan was not anxious. “It’s fine. Just help me knit one by the end of this year. I’ll wear it next spring.”

Qi Mianmian nodded gladly. “No problem.”

She had no saintly intentions in being nice to her family.

She was testing the waters.

If they were worth it, she would maintain good relations with them. If they weren’t, she would simply find ways to collect the debts, with interest.

…

When she woke up the next morning, she looked around at the cramped and narrow room. The limestone walls were streaked with the blood of mosquitoes, and the ceiling was made of several woven bags sewn together. The ceramic teapot, the old-fashioned and patchy quilt, the tattered newspaper that included a lunar calendar, the old sewing machine in the corner of the room…

Qi Mianmian’s brain stopped working for a while before she realized that she was in the 1980s.

Seeing that there was no one else in the room, she quickly got off the bed, locked the door, and stepped into the hot spring in the Medical Spirit Dimension.

Oh my, how comfortable.

She hadn’t showered last night, and had felt terrible.

Unfortunately, there was not enough time for her to wash her hair. She would do so after breakfast.

She hurriedly took a shower. Putting on her bathrobe, she stepped out. Just as she was looking around for clothes belonging to the original character, Qi Tian knocked on the door. “Mianmian, why did you lock the door? Oh, is your injury better?”

“I’ve gotten a lot better. I’m changing now. Sister, wait a minute.”

Although her clothes were plain and worn, they were very clean.

Qi Mianmian put on a white old-fashioned shirt adorned with little blue flowers and a pair of black pants. She wrapped a few rounds of gauze around her left foot, opened the door, and sat back on the bed to carefully comb her hair.

She had always been fascinated with old-fashioned twin braids, so she did not hesitate to tie her hair according to the preference of the original Qi Mianmian.

However, she didn’t like the thick fringe of her character, so she found a black wavy hair clip that matched this era from the next dimension and put her hair to the side, revealing her fair forehead.

Qi Tian had already sat down in front of the sewing machine and was about to step on the pedal when she glanced at Qi Mianmian and exclaimed, “Mianmian, your hair clip looks really nice. Did Luo Qingwen give it to you too?”

She was not only amazed by the hair clip, but also Qi Mianmian’s face.

In the past, she had always thought that Qi Zhen was the prettiest in the family. Now, she realized that her youngest sister was the prettiest.