Traveling Through the Stars

Luo Bi went home to pack up and came back soon, and threw the moon-white brocade shirt to Wu Shaozi: "Wear it yourself."

Wu Shaozi was watching the fire-type superpower Thunder Flame Warrior demonstrate his abilities. When the battle robe flew over, it took it in a panic. The beautiful battle robe, it likes it the most. Pulling the sleeves with the left hand and the front placket with the right hand, they put it on happily.

Without paying attention, the girdle wrapped in the battle robe fell to the ground.

Wu Shaozi stretched half of his sleeves, looked down, and hurried down to pick up the girdle, but the belt also fell off.

Wu Shaozi was in a hurry, obviously he couldn't put it on, so Wu Cheng helped: "I'll put it on for you."

In the interstellar era in the future, most of the young people from aristocratic families would like the ancient war robes, which are in Wu Cheng's closet, and he put them on Wu Shaozi in a few clicks. Just one point, the second time he saw the girdle, the first time it was the one made by Luo Bi, it exploded.

Wu Cheng fiddled with it for a long time before he put a belt around Wu Shaozi.

Wu Shaozi put on the refined brocade shirt, which was beautifully bubbling, that is... Wu Cheng looked to the side with a guilty conscience, the girdle was crooked, it looked awkward no matter how you looked at it, Wu Shaozi couldn't tell, neither did he. Dare to say.

In fact, Wu Cheng didn't want to talk about it, and he couldn't organize it well.

Wu Shaozi is made of blue and white porcelain, wearing a moon-white brocade shirt, it is splendid and imposing. It stands among a group of red porcelain spoons, just like a little general commanding the three armies.

Everyone's eyes lit up: "It looks good!"

Wu Shao noticed the key point, and went over to rearrange Wu Shaozi's girdle, lifted up the decorative hood, and smiled: "It will look better this way."

Wu Shaozi bowed his head, touched this side, tugged there, full of childishness. The red porcelain spoon didn't understand anything, and when Wu Shaozi returned to the team, the fire-type Thunder Flame fighter retreated to the side, and replaced by an ice-type Thunder Flame fighter to teach.

Luo Bi set up a table beside her to cut fabrics, and Mrs. Wu and the female relatives packed their luggage and went downstairs to the yard.

"Need help?" Mrs. Wu asked.

Luo Bi had this intention, but she approached Mrs. Wu, glanced at the women of the Wu family, and asked in a low voice: "Can you trust me? These fabrics and needles are all refined, not ordinary things."

Madam Wu was surprised and nodded immediately: "I'll pick a few to be your helpers."

Robbie stopped talking and continued cutting with scissors.

Mrs. Wu picked three prudent and careful women, and she ordered the others to go elsewhere. It was noon at this time, and Mrs. Wu added more dishes and stuffed most of the people into the kitchen.

After making arrangements, Mrs. Wu came back and also helped Luo Bi.

In the future, interstellar women will be able to mend, but they are not good at sewing. It is okay to make a button or something, but sewing finished clothes is a bit of a hands-on experience. Robbie took out a small ball of thread from the small storage basket she carried, and taught several women how to sew with a needle for each person.

"Oh my god! Usually I think I can sew well, but I didn't expect it to be so difficult." Mrs. Wu Er is older than Mrs. Wu, and she has a headache when she learns new things: "Change to a younger one! I can't do it."

Women are afraid of being called old, especially in the interstellar era. At this moment, Mrs. Wu is so embarrassing that she is convinced that she is old.

Luo Bi didn't let him go, and Mrs. Wu didn't say a word, so the second Mrs. Wu had to continue poking with needles. The other two women smiled idiotically, studying while laughing, this fabric is really good, it feels silky, and it must be comfortable to wear.

But after a while, Mrs. Wu picked up the gap, and her movements were very quick.