Su Luo pinched a few models and put them there to dry, before flashing into space.

In the operation room, Su Luo summoned the complete firing equipment, and then began to think about what theme to do this time.

If the space didn't provide this workshop, Su Luo would definitely burn it herself, but the things made in the workshop were far better than what she burned herself, so she would definitely not burn it herself.

After taking care of the things in the space, Su Luo came out quietly, washed his hands, went back to the room to get the woolen ball and the tools for weaving clothes, and then went back to the kitchen.

"Grandma, I'll start the needle with a width." Su Luo carried five smooth and sturdy bamboo sticks into the kitchen.

Huang cooperated with her and soon Su Luo began to take the needle.

Su Luo was skillful, and soon picked up a row of needles, and Huang looked at it intently, feeling very surprised at what Su Luo slowly weaved.

I still remember that when I was a child, in the winter, rural women would gather over the fire and chat, and one of the most common things to do was to knit sweaters.

Girls are always curious about these things, and they also learn from adults with short bamboo sticks, she has learned them in elementary school, and when she grows up, she wants to knit a dress for her grandmother herself, and her grandmother is gone.

Knitting sweaters used to be one of the most interesting activities of her childhood, but with the development of society, machines have replaced labor, and now few people can knit sweaters or hook shoes.

Although she now has a workshop, she wants to knit a sweater for the Huang family by herself, so she made it her wish.

When a skill penetrates deep into the bone marrow, it will not be rusty when it is used again, and Su Luo's movements are very fast.

It didn't take long for Su Luo to weave half a finger long.

"Lolo, when did you learn this craft?" Huang's feet were soft and warm, looking at what Su Luo was doing, she could imagine how comfortable the finished product would be.

Su Luo took the opportunity to look up at the Huang family, "When I was a child, I watched others weave nets and baskets, and I thought if I could use thread balls to weave clothes, and then I tried it and found that it was really possible." ”

"Loroco is so smart." Huang sighed sincerely.

"Hehe, it's nothing." Su Luo said with a smile.

When Xiao Se returned home, he saw Su Luo and Huang talking and laughing in the kitchen, and Su Luo was busy with the woolen ball in his hands, probably the knitting sweater she said.

"I'm back." Xiao Se's voice came from the door, and the two of them looked up in unison.

"It's really fast." Su Luo glanced at him, and then continued to keep his head down and go about his work.

Xiao Se put down all the baskets, full of baskets, and he still carried two large bags in his hands.

According to the past, Huang must have wanted to look through it for the first time, but this time she didn't rush to look through it, but showed off her shoes.

"See, Thur, these are the woolen shoes that Lolo hooked for me, and stockings." Huang also specially lifted the hem of his trousers.

Xiao Se took a serious look, and was very surprised, she was really fast.

"Luo Luo's craftsmanship is really good, it must be very warm." Xiao Se watched his grandmother happy, and he was also happy.

Huang couldn't help but touch the upper of his shoes again, and said with a smile, "It's very soft and warm, it's comfortable to wear, and it's so warm that my feet are a little sweaty." ”

"Well, I bought a few buns and ate them while they were hot." Xiao Se handed Huang a packet of oiled paper.

"How much does it cost to buy meat buns again?" Huang said habitually, but he took it without refusal, and at the same time couldn't wait to look at it.

Su Luo noticed Huang's simple movements, she couldn't help but look up at Xiao Se, and then chuckled, grandma is so cute.