Back to the primitive, peasant girls are not leisurely

Chapter 321 Knitting Sweaters

After the things in the tribe were done, it was really winter.

The first snow fell, and Tao Qingluo looked at the falling blood, thinking it was like a dream.

Last year was the first winter I spent here, and in a blink of an eye, I have been here for so long.

Thinking of her footprints in the tribe and the things she did, she felt that she really didn't come in vain.

Of course, I still have a lot of things that I haven't had time to do yet.

In this era, creation is inseparable.

In her mind, she thought about it many times, and what she knew could be moved to this era.

This needs to be screened, whether it is food or other things.

After the snow fell, the people in the tribe also began to prepare for the winter.

The meat that Tao Qingluo had prepared before was already dried.

Those dried fish and dried meat have been placed in the cave, and the cabbage and potatoes are all in the cellar.

The tribe has a lot of winter food reserves. The rice they planted before has had a bumper harvest, as has the corn.

Therefore, they don't worry about what they can eat in winter.

Now the moat outside is still gurgling water every day, presumably there is no way for those beasts to come over.

Tao Qingluo thought, they just need to be in the tribe and enjoy life well.

In order to enrich everyone's life, Tao Qingluo also asked everyone to use a lot of animal hair to spin into threads, and then sat on the kang to teach the women how to knit sweaters.

Although these woolen threads don't have any bright colors, Tao Qingluo's technique is still very curious.

Seeing bits and pieces of sweaters emerge from her hands with all sorts of patterns on them makes women want to learn.

And in winter, you should just sit on the top of the kang, drink hot water, eat melon seeds, chat with each other, and then talk about the good things that have happened this year.

Miguo grew up in such an atmosphere every day, looking at these people curiously, her eyes wide open.

Tao Qingluo was also very willing to teach them these things, so she didn't feel upset.

This kind of atmosphere, in my own era, gradually disappeared, and it was difficult to find.

With the increase of the gap between the rich and the poor, the relationship between people has also become rusty little by little.

This is still the most primitive and most sincere state.

Many people now want to slow down their pace of life, but there is no way.

Therefore, they can only look for that kind of slow-paced life in various programs to comfort themselves in the problems they encounter in rush work and life.

This is actually a strange phenomenon. I have it, but I don’t cherish it. After I lose it, I get a little bit of comfort from others, and I can only look at it with envy.

Looking back, what are you pursuing in this life?
But is it a happy family, a healthy body, or a happy old age?
This, no one may be able to give a definite answer.

In any case, the answer must not be that you are busy and don't know what you are busy with.

"Qingluo, what should we do here?"

Hasmer came over with a needle and thread, and asked.

Tao Qingluo saw that she was stuck at the needle reduction, so she said: "Here, you have to go around like this, and then use the needle to hook it back, and that's it. Look, that's it."

"Great, I want to knit a sweater for Auntie."

(End of this chapter)