Chapter 725 I Really Didn’t Touch It
Lin Qingqing chuckled: "Mom, if I stop, I'll be dead."
"Pooh, pooh, pooh! You have such a crow's mouth. What are you talking about on New Year's Day?" Xue Guixiang was also amused by her. The originally dull atmosphere was livened up by her words.
Lin Qingqing also imitated her mother-in-law and said "Pooh, pooh, pooh" a few times.
After the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law had talked it out, Xue Guixiang was no longer worried about Zhou Zhuo, so she sat down and started knitting again.
Lin Qingqing sat beside her and saw how quickly she knitted. She said enviously, "Mom, I want to learn too."
Xue Guixiang rolled her eyes at her and said, "Come on, you're so impatient that you lose patience after just a few strokes."
"Who said I have no patience? Please teach me. When I have time, I will knit one for Zhou Zhuo."
Xue Guixiang was so annoyed by her that she had no choice but to hand the knitting needles to her, told her a few key points, and asked her to do it according to what she said.
Unexpectedly, the seemingly obedient knitting needles were like a wild horse that had broken free from its reins in her hands and would not listen to her commands at all.
Lin Qingqing wrapped the wool around her little finger and hooked the thread into the middle of the knitting needle with her index finger. Then when she tried to pick up the thread with another knitting needle, she couldn't get it out.
Xue Guixiang said that her line was too tight and asked her to loosen it up.
But before she could let go, the knitting needle in her left hand was pulled out by her, and the wool yarn came loose when she pulled it.
Xue Guixiang was extremely anxious. This was her entire afternoon's hard work, and it was all ruined by Lin Qingqing's interference.
Lin Qingqing stared at the untied sweater and muttered innocently, "I didn't touch it, I really didn't touch it! How could it be like this? I didn't touch it, and it untied on its own."
Xue Guixiang said helplessly: "..."Okay, you didn't touch it, so is it not okay if I touched it?
She took the sweater from Lin Qingqing, took a deep breath, and put it on stitch by stitch.
Lin Qingqing swore never to touch this thing again. If you can't afford to provoke it, you can at least avoid it.
It took Xue Guixiang a long time to thread all the loose needles.
Lin Qingqing saw her mother-in-law sewing so quickly that she felt envious after watching for a while.
Zhou Zhuo would definitely be very happy if she could wear a sweater she knitted herself.
She couldn't help him with anything, but she could still help him knit a sweater.
Thinking of this, she secretly bowed to the heavens and thought to herself, "God, the oath I just made doesn't count. Please cancel it."
After apologizing to God, Lin Qingqing asked her mother-in-law to teach her how to knit a sweater. This time, she did not experiment on her mother-in-law's sweater. Instead, she took a new pair of needles and asked her mother-in-law to help her start.
The mother-in-law and daughter-in-law fiddled with the sweater for a long time and finally finished making it.
Lin Qingqing couldn't learn complicated patterns, so she just knitted the simplest plain weave.
As soon as she started, she began to imagine how Zhou Zhuo would look wearing this sweater.
As I thought about it, I couldn't help laughing.
Although Lin Qingqing was clumsy and knitted very slowly, she was reluctant to go to bed. She was the kind of person who wanted to finish something in one go once she got started. Xue Guixiang urged her several times, but it was not until twelve o'clock in the night that she reluctantly climbed into bed to go to sleep.
Now she always sleeps in the same bed with her mother-in-law. Her mother died when she was young, and she is not loved by her grandmother and father. She has long regarded Xue Guixiang as her own mother.
Who knew that just after I fell asleep, I heard noises at the door, dong dong dong, dong dong dong!!
Lin Qingqing thought there was a wild cat, but the sound became clearer and clearer!
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