"Just a few days ago, she made those little tiger shoes for her uncle's child. They were so pretty."
"It was so lifelike, so incredibly vivid."
"I absolutely love it."
“I even think that with my grandmother’s craftsmanship, the things she sewed would definitely be works of art.”
“This kind of good stuff might be sold online,” Lin Anshu said.
She really loved the tiger-head shoes her grandmother sewed.
Hand-sewn with fine stitches, the finished product is exceptionally beautiful and comfortable.
She didn't believe that no one would buy such a good product.
"Yes, yes, my mom does love to sew. She used to be very good at using a sewing machine."
"The shoes, sweaters, woolen pants, cotton-padded coats, and cotton-padded shoes I wore when I was a child were all handmade by my mother."
Lin's mother nodded hurriedly and began to speak.
"So, Dad, I'm counting on you to feed the animals!"
"You're busy, my mom and I went to dig up some bok choy and other greens~"
After saying that, Lin Anshu put the bamboo basket on her family's small cart and went out to the fields with her mother.
Mr. Lin: "...???"
Wait a minute, isn't something wrong?
They were clearly talking about why they wouldn't let him go into the city to sell vegetables.
How did we end up talking about An'an's maternal grandmother?
Forget it, if I don't want to go, I don't want to go.
Staying at home is fine too.
Anyway, An'an said she would buy the book for him.
She will also help him open an online store.
Wait a minute, how come I forgot to ask An'an about opening an online store?
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