"Why are there only two pieces?" Cheng Cuijuan's eyes widened in surprise, "Taotao, the ones I bought are all on the big side, and you can't wear so many clothes before?"

The voice pointed out so many clothes in surprise, as if it was a lie for Carambola Creek to say this now.

"Aunt Juan, I can wear it before, but ......" Carambola Xi said this, glanced at Yang Qingxi hesitantly, and then said, "There are a lot of clothes ......"

"Peach. Cheng Cuijuan asked anxiously, "Is there anyone in the school who bullied you?"

She didn't miss a glimpse of Carambola Creek.

In fact, Qingxi often takes away Taoxi's clothes, and she knows it.

She wondered why Momoxi, who had never said it before, suddenly brought up this matter today.

Could it be that this girl is really different?

"Aunt Juan, I'm fine. Carambola Xi hurriedly shook her head, as soft as before, "Really, I have clothes to wear, didn't Aunt Juan buy clothes this time? ”

"How's that going to work? ”

Cheng Cuijuan stared at Carambola Creek and was about to speak, when Yang Haixia next to her spoke impatiently.

"Okay, it's just a piece of clothing, what are you doing pushing around? Since Taoxi has clothes to wear, I'll leave this one to you." ”

The words were said to Cheng Cuijuan.

In a word, directly stop the topic.

Just know and dilute mud!

Carambola Xi pouted, but the opportunity was fleeting, and it was not easy for her to say what she wanted to find out at this time.

Yang Qingxi secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Cheng Cuijuan took a deep look at Carambola Creek, and said to Yang Haixia with a smile: "I'll go to town again tomorrow and buy a new one for Taotao." ”

"Hmm. Yang Haixia answered and entered his room, but he really didn't have the heart to cut off these trivial things.

Recently, he came back to check on the people Xia Zecheng said, and the patrol team in the village turned around every day, but except for the people who were arrested on the first day, they didn't find anything.

If this matter is not resolved, he will not be able to return to Heming Mountain with peace of mind, and he can't stay at home all the time, right?

"Taotao, I'll go get you some hot water, it's so late, don't read, be careful of bad eyes." Cheng Cuijuan said softly to Carambola Creek, turned to look at Yang Qingxi, and glared at Qingxi with a straight face.

Yang Qingxi secretly hated in his heart, ran back to his room with his head down, and closed the door heavily.

The hot water was quickly delivered, and Cheng Cuijuan also brought the newly bought spittoon.

Carambola Creek was unceremoniously accepted.

When Cheng Cuijuan left, she bolted the door, pulled the light, and went directly to the 33rd floor.

The Xuehai 1.0 system can also take screenshots and then copy and paste, so the next two clothes and pants were repaired smoothly.

It's just a pity that the systematized real thing must be physically scanned into it for modification, just like these clothes, scanned on virtual items, and then fine-tuned on that basis.

And like the screenshot of the screenshot, the real picture is only a photo, and the flower on the screenshot cannot be printed.

The embroidery on her clothes and pants was made little by little by drawing the threads on the edges of her clothes on virtual items.

Of course, this stitch is only the kind of cross-stitch and bead embroidery she has seen before, no matter how advanced it is, she will not do it, but fortunately, the system has the function of magnification, and after getting it done, it is the same as the real one.

After repeated trials, I finally lit up half a star.

This time, Carambola Creek obviously felt that the speed of lighting was much slower, and in the early hours of the morning, she couldn't hold on, so she went out of the 33rd floor and went back to sleep under the covers.

When I woke up the next day, it was already three poles in the sun.

"Where's Carambola Creek? let her out!"

In the courtyard, Mrs. Cheng's menacing voice suddenly sounded.