The sheared wool is difficult to deal with.

On the one hand, Han Cheng had basically never done these things before.

On the other hand, it is because there are just too many of these wools, and they are so tangled that it makes people feel uncomfortable just looking at them.

After nitrification and cleaning, it is difficult to make these messy things smooth.

After Han Cheng did this for a while, he felt the urge to light a fire and burn all the annoying wool.

Fortunately, Sister Bai Xue is an extremely patient person.

As she often does weaving and other chores, she has long been accustomed to similar things. She used a comb to slowly smooth out the messy wool and placed it on the wooden board.

Han Cheng couldn't help but sniff as he looked at the wool that had been sorted out by Bai Xuemei.

As expected, everyone has their own expertise, and I am really not suitable for doing these things.

In order to prevent the wool that had been processed with great difficulty from being blown away by the wind after drying, Han Cheng found a thin and long stick with a smooth surface, separated the wool in the middle, and pressed it on the wool one by one.

To prevent the sticks from rolling, he tied the heads of the sticks with ropes.

He is quite skilled at tying these things.

The treated wool dried quickly under sunlight.

Under the gaze of Bai Xuemei, Han Cheng took out the spinning top and began to clumsily make yarn with soft wool.

It is not easy to make wool into yarn. On the one hand, the wool is relatively short, not as long as the wool of sheep seen in later generations, so it is not easy to twist it into yarn. On the other hand, Han Cheng’s own skills are not good enough.

After a lot of effort, I finally produced a piece of wool yarn that was about the same thickness as the common wool yarn I remembered.

"Brother Cheng, this thread is too thick. The cloth woven from it is not easy to make clothes..."

Sister Bai Xue, who had been squatting on the side and watching for a while, hesitated for a moment and spoke after seeing the wool yarn Han Cheng made.

In the entire tribe, she is the best at weaving, so she has a say in this matter.

Han Cheng smiled and handed the spinning top to Bai Xuemei.

"You can do it according to the thickness I made."

It is really difficult for him to do such delicate work as turning wool into yarn for a long time.

"It's not about weaving. When the time comes, we can use this thread to make clothes directly."

After he handed the spinning top to Snow White, he explained to her with a smile.

Bai Xue looked at the spinning top in her hand and some wool made by Han Cheng, and was a little confused for a moment.

Instead of weaving it into cloth, can we use this thread to make clothes?

How, how is this possible?

How to make clothes without making cloth?

Wouldn't that mean I'd be entangled in threads all over my body?

Is this really warm?

Based on her understanding and knowledge, she really couldn't figure out the connection here.

However, she didn't say anything else because it was Brother Cheng who said this.

For a long time, Brother Cheng has basically never lied to me. If he said he could make clothes, then he could definitely make clothes. It’s just that I just haven’t thought of a way.

In order to see the magical technique and the clothes made from the wool sooner, Sister Bai Xue quietly increased the speed of spinning the wool.

The spinning top and wool, which seemed awkward to use in Han Cheng's hands, became exceptionally obedient and easy to use in Bai Xue's hands.

Under the operation of Sister Bai Xue, the gyroscope kept spinning.

As it rotates, more and more wool is "followed" into the yarn, connecting with the rest of the wool to form a long yarn.

After standing here and watching for a while, Han Cheng gave Bai Xue a thumbs up.

Then turn around and leave from here.

Of course it’s not because after the comparison, I suffered a critical blow from my wife and couldn’t stay here anymore.

The two of them have lived together for such a long time, and Bai Xue has seen them in all kinds of miserable states. Han Cheng might feel unnatural or even ashamed when he is around other people.

Around Sister Bai Xue, such things simply don't exist.

He left at this time to go to the bamboo forest to cut some bamboo and make some bamboo needles in preparation for knitting sweaters.

When we came to the edge of the bamboo forest, we saw some small bamboo shoots coming out from some places.

Han Cheng then remembered that the bamboo shoots were about to sprout at this time of year.

In order to avoid stepping on the bamboo shoots, Han Cheng went back with the axe and found a piece of old bamboo that he had cut down before in the carpenter's room. He used the old bamboo to make sweater needles.

The knitting needles made by Han Cheng were very thin, similar to the bamboo sticks used to thread gluten in later generations when selling roasted gluten.

Knitting a sweater is different from knitting a scarf. The wool used to knit a scarf is generally thicker, and the corresponding sweater needles are also thicker.

The wool used to knit sweaters is relatively fine, so naturally you need to use fine needles.

Of course, you can also knit a sweater with thick needles, but the gaps between the yarns will become larger, and the warmth-keeping effect will be much worse.

Han Cheng made these knitting needles very carefully. The two ends were not made sharp, mainly because he was worried that they would prick his hands. The surfaces were also scraped as smooth as possible.

Otherwise, the wool will get caught while knitting...

After Han Cheng finished making these knitting needles, Bai Xuemei also used the spinning top to produce a lot of wool.

"Next, let me show you how I use a piece of thread like this to make clothes!"

Han Cheng, holding the knitting needles, spoke very confidently, causing Bai Xuemei to be full of admiration. She almost jumped and clapped, with stars in her eyes.

Han Cheng, who talks so powerfully, is actually not that calm at heart.

He was indeed familiar with things like sweaters, scarves, woolen gloves, etc., but he mostly saw others make them and did not have many opportunities to practice them himself.

If it weren't for an experience in junior high school, Han Cheng, as a boy, would definitely not have been able to learn such a skill.

When we were in junior high school, most of us were at the age when we first began to fall in love.

When Han Cheng was in junior high school, knitting scarves and other things became a trend when the weather got cold.

Of course, most of them are knitted by girls. A small number of them use them for themselves, but most of them give them as gifts to the boys they like.

It is common for boys to buy wool and ask the girls they like to knit scarves for them.

At that age, except for a very few people, most people have some crushes on someone.

Han Cheng is naturally no exception.

Looking at my friends around me wearing the scarves knitted by their beloved girls, with intoxicated looks on their faces and their whole bodies wrapped in happiness, it is impossible not to be envious.

Then Han Cheng couldn't hold back his eagerness, so he used the money he had saved for a long time to buy some wool and sent it to the girl he liked...

Then……

There is no need to go into detail about the process, the final result is that the wool returned to Han Cheng's hands.

Then the boy stubbornly knitted the wool into a sweater...

The sweater was knitted, and Han Cheng gave up...

Han Cheng smiled and shook his head. This was all due to his ignorance back then.

Now that I think about it, I didn't suffer any loss when I was rejected. Most people at that time would ask their crush to make a scarf, but I had nothing to do and bought so much wool to ask someone to knit a sweater.

It is also said that when you wear it, you will be wrapped in deep love, and you will feel warm wherever you go, and you don’t have to worry about being cold anymore...

Shaking his head to get rid of the unbearable and immature past from his mind, Han Cheng took the wool from Bai Xuemei, moved his fingers a few times, and then "wrapped" the wool on the knitting needle.

This is the first shot.

Then hold a knitting needle in one hand, wrap the thread around one needle first, and then use another needle to pick it up. Another strand of yarn will appear on this knitting needle. This is the second stitch.

Having not done this for many years, Han Cheng seemed a little unfamiliar with it.

However, this unfamiliarity disappeared after about twenty injections.

The familiar feeling that was honed after transforming into a stubborn teenager returned once again.

Sister Bai Xue at the side widened her eyes.

This was not only because she discovered that Brother Cheng really had a way to make clothes out of this piece of wool, but more importantly, she discovered that Brother Cheng, who was not good at sewing on weekdays, could actually be so flexible with his fingers when it came to wool...

Knitting a sweater is different from knitting a scarf. A scarf is a flat surface and can be easily made with two knitting needles, while a sweater is a cylinder and requires four needles.

Three needles form a tube, and another needle picks back and forth.

The general techniques can be divided into two types: from top to bottom and from bottom to top.

A sweater that is knitted from the neckline downwards looks better than one that is knitted from the bottom up.

However, the method is more complicated.

Han Cheng, the stubborn boy, was not stubborn enough at first. He only learned how to hit from bottom to top, but did not learn the more complicated way to hit from top to bottom.

But at this time, it is enough.

I remember that when my wool was returned to me, there was a small note inside it saying that it was done for his, Han Cheng's own good.

Han Cheng never understood how this action was good for himself. Why would he hurt himself just for his own good?

Now, Han Cheng finally understood that this was indeed for his own good.

If I hadn't had that experience, even if I had gotten the wool out now and knew about sweaters as a magical tool to keep warm, I would have been able to do nothing but stare blankly.

This means he knew in advance that he would travel through time!

And he traveled back to such a primitive era...

Under Bai Xue's admiring gaze, Han Cheng, who had transformed into the Son of God with skillful hands, kept moving his hands. Gradually, the bottom part of the sweater was revealed. There were only five layers, but they were connected into a circle.

Looking at his sister Bai Xue who was looking at him with admiration and joy, Han Cheng's heart was filled with joy.

As time goes by, the stubborn boy has come to primitive society and become a husband and a father.

When I picked up the sweater and started knitting it again, my mood became different.

At the beginning it was out of stubbornness that the more I knitted, the colder my heart became. By the time I finished knitting the sweater, the first bud of love had completely withered.

Now it is completely different. Looking at the silly wife in front of him and the fat baby running around in the distance, Han Cheng is happier and happier the more he knits.

"Brother Cheng, let me try."

Sister Bai Xue finally couldn't bear it anymore and spoke up, with anticipation and eagerness to try.

"That won't work. I want to knit you a sweater."

Han Cheng said to Bai Xuemei with a smile, and put aside the sweater he had just started, knitting needles and other things.

"This thing won't work and will easily destroy the previous one. Use this and I'll help you start over."

Han Cheng said this, took out a few knitting needles, and began to teach Bai Xuemei step by step.

Snow White was seeing these things for the first time and was very curious about how a thread could be woven into a piece using some bamboo sticks. She had a strong interest in this and studied very seriously.

Seeing the happy look of the little child bride, Han Cheng was also full of smiles...

Sister Bai Xue once again used her actions to explain to Han Cheng what talent is.

At the beginning, Han Cheng, who was still a stubborn teenager, spent a lot of effort to learn this skill.

Bai Xuemei, who had come into contact with these things for the first time, mastered them proficiently in less than half a day under Han Cheng's guidance...

Before I knew it, it was dark.

Inside the room, an oil lamp was lit, and the orange light made the whole room extremely warm.

Nowadays, the oil used for lighting lamps in the tribe is no longer refined animal fat oil, but rapeseed oil squeezed out by primitive oil presses.

Fatty oil is too delicious, and it always makes people feel painful to burn it.

Rapeseed can be obtained in large quantities by planting and pressing the oil, and then burning it will not be so painful.

First, the quantity is relatively large, and second, it does not taste as delicious as animal fat oil.

Under the light of the orange light, Han Cheng and Bai Xuemei sat side by side on the kang.

His body was leaning against the wall behind him, his legs and feet covered by the blanket.

Both of them were knitting sweaters with knitting needles and wool.

Han Ben didn't have to go through so much trouble, but he wanted to knit the sweater himself and let Bai Xue wear it before leaving the main tribe for Jinguan City.

This time, if everything goes well, he will not stay in the main tribe for too long, so he has to make good use of his time.

As for Sister Bai Xue, she was completely lost in her love for the thing itself.

Seeing that Han Cheng was not sleeping, he sat here and continued this novel thing.

Inside the room, there was a small kang (a bed that was heated up to the floor) on which Little Pea and Little Xing'er were sleeping, each soundly asleep.

Han Cheng was knitting a sweater in his hands while looking at the two children.

Seeing the two little ones sleeping soundly, Han Cheng couldn't help but smile.

He remembered a scene from his childhood very clearly: one night when the weather turned cold, his mother was sitting at the head of the bed, making cotton shoes or knitting a sweater stitch by stitch. He was lying in the warm quilt, and often he had fallen asleep while his mother was still busy.

As time goes by, I have grown up and become a parent, doing what my mother did...