Gold Medal Hunter: The Lazy Concubine Seeds the Ghost King

After she carried the child to the woman, she squatted down and touched the texture of the wool. It was very soft, but it had the slutty erection of a sheep, which was not pleasant to smell. Moreover, the old woman's weaving technique was similar to a bamboo basket weaving horizontally

There is no pattern on the left. That's all. Thinking of the various sweater colors in my previous life, even if it was made by a machine, people still have to make a program first. But you can see the most essential and primitive wool here.

It's already quite difficult, with a hint of nostalgia.

The old woman was not surprised when she saw that the midsummer was dressed in extraordinary clothes. She just watched the midsummer gently caress the wool and knew that the midsummer was the one she liked and had no hostility.

"If you like me, I'll give you some wool!" said the old woman.

"Grandma, thank you. I will learn to make more tricks!" Sheng Xiabei was so tired when she was talking at the top of her voice.

"Yeah, it's very good!" The old woman seemed to have no idea what to say except saying this.

Mid Xia Bei squinted her eyes and smiled. The old man's ears and eyes were not blind, and his heart was even brighter. Seeing Mid Xia Bei's joyful look, he felt that the girl in front of him was a bright woman.

Shengxiabei returned to Wangyuelan with a large ball of wool. Seeing this, the girl hurriedly took over. Shengxiabei handed over it and it was much easier.

The woman stood beside the midsummer with a sleeping doll in her arms. The princess didn't know that the old lady was the most difficult old man in the village. None of them, but she actually spoke very well to the princess. Uh, it's so incredible

, it was simply amazing. Judging from the princess' attitude, she also felt much more relaxed. This was a princess who treated the people well.

"Can you make up other tricks?" Sheng Xiabei looked at Maotuan and asked.

"If you know, you will have two more than the aunt." The woman was proud, because she could only change three kinds of tricks in the village. The majority of those who could not write, and those who could write were just like aunts.

One, and she would make three types, because when she was a child, her family was a worker in an embroidery workshop, she was framed by corrupt officials, her father was imprisoned, her mother died of sadness and overdepression, and she used the remaining money to bury her mother, and she was also displaced.

I went here and married my current husband. I was thanks to my hardworking and brave husband who could have the current life.

"Oh? I'm curious. In your words, you don't look like a native native, but rather like a wealthy family." Sheng Xiabei said calmly. Her eyes were poisonous, not to mention that they saw countless people in her previous life.

, but generally speaking, it is correct.

"Princess, please..." The woman was about to kneel down halfway through her words, but she saw the princess shook her head, blocked her index finger, and glanced at the child on her shoulder.

"Princess is forgiven..."

"Everyone said it's okay. If you kneel down, you will wake up the child. Don't be shocked. I'm not a corrupt official!" Sheng Xiabei said half-jokingly, but she didn't expect to touch someone.

"Return to the princess, the little woman's father once ran a small embroidery workshop in Dongmo Kingdom. Later, he was framed by corrupt officials, causing his mother to die injustice and his father to die in prison. The little woman was at a loss for many times before she could get here.

Only then has a glimmer of hope. If you can live a life of food and clothing, you will be the greatest satisfaction.”

‘I said it! My eyes are always right!’ thoughts from the summer.

"Then you knitted the handkerchief by yourself?" Sheng Xiabei pointed at the sleeves of his wife.