Don't be too sweet

Chapter 1241 Stressful Stimulation ([-])

Chapter 1241 Stressful Stimulation ([-])

Su Fang'er was fascinated by this kind of weaving. In the afternoon, she didn't even go to the backyard to help, but sat in front of the loom and kept stepping on and twisting the thread.

One afternoon passed, and a seven-foot-long piece of cloth appeared. The only flaw was the width of the cloth, which could only reach three feet wide, which was much wider than the seven-foot-wide cloth on the market.

When Su Fang'er stopped stepping on the twisted cloth, Jiang Tong'er wanted to try it too, so Su Fang'er taught him by hand.

Zhang Qiaoshou was also watching.

into the night—

He Shanshan told Yang Jiu about her idea of ​​the loom.

The two sneaked out of the room and entered the room where the loom was stored.

In the room where the loom was kept—

He Shanshan let Yang Jiu see for herself.

Yang Jiu touched the finer and denser cloth, looked at the loom, and when the eagle eyes looked at He Shanshan again, she couldn't help but feel miraculous.

He Shanshan looked around, sat down in front of the loom, and said softly, "Look."

In fact, she also secretly learned twisting from Su Fanger, hehe...

The loom made a small "bump" sound, and began to weave the cloth semi-automatically as she stepped on the pedal.

"Who's in the next room?"

As soon as He Shanshan stepped on the pedal, Zhang Qiaoshou came in with a lantern.

He Shanshan hurriedly looked at Yang Jiu.

Where is Yang Jiu beside her?There was a gust of wind blowing past her ears.

"Girl, what are you doing?" Zhang Qiao frowned.

He Shanshan stuck out her tongue: "Mom, I also want to try knitting for a while."

"You child," Zhang Qiaoshou looked at the cotton thread that was almost gone, and said, "Even if you want to, you have to wait until we buy some cotton tomorrow. If you break the thread directly like this, it's not easy to pick it up."

He Shanshan nodded: "Mother taught you the right thing."

"Okay, don't stay here, go back to the room and sleep," Zhang Qiaoshou urged, pushing He Shanshan out.

He Shanshan wanted to look up, but she couldn't. As soon as she looked up, her mother had to follow her. Wouldn't Yang Jiu be exposed?
"Mother, you should go to bed early too," He Shanshan grabbed Zhang Qiao's hand, trying to pull Zhang Qiao's hand out as well.

After Zhang Qiao pushed He Shanshan out, he said, "I'm not in a hurry, I'll take a look first."

He Shanshan blinked in confusion.

Zhang Qiao directly opened the door of the loom, and then she ran to the loom and began to step on the weaving.

He Shanshan, who was locked outside the room, looked at the light in the room with her eyes wide open.

Her mother was still in the room, how did Ah Jiu come out?

"Mother?" He Shanshan pushed the door open, making noise, wondering if Yang Jiu could seize the opportunity to leave.

"Go back to your room and rest," Zhang Qiaoshou urged, reluctantly getting up from the loom.

When He Shanshan saw her mother approaching the door, she immediately grabbed her mother's hand and watched Yang Jiu get down from the beam in the room.

He Shanshan's heart suddenly rose: "Mother, why did you sit down and step on it? Didn't you say that the thread is not enough?"

Zhang Qiao rolled her eyes and asked confidently: "You are curious about the loom weaving, mother can't be curious?!"

He Shanshan pouted and opened her eyes wide, deliberately making an unbelievable look.

At this time, Yang Jiu opened the window of this room and stepped out.

He Shanshan breathed a sigh of relief, and said, "Mother, remember to close the window when you leave."

"Got it," Zhang Qiao withdrew his hand from He Shanshan's, and turned back to the loom.

He Shanshan walked quickly to the room, opened the door and turned sideways after entering the room. When Yang Jiu walked in, she hurriedly closed the door.

Just walking around like that, she felt a sense of tension and excitement.

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