A few minutes later, Wang Ailan picked up the needle, and then she asked the waiter Qinghuan, "Do you understand?" ”

"Understood."

"Then you try." After Wang Ailan finished speaking, she dismantled all the needles she had just started, and then handed the woolen needles and woolen yarn to Shi Qinghuan together.

After Shi Qinghuan took the yarn needle and yarn handed to her by Wang Ailan, she began to needle in style.

It's a pity that she stretched her posture very much, but what came out looked wrong, so she asked Wang Ailan: "Aunt Wang, do you see me getting the needle right?" ”

After Wang Ailan heard Shi Qinghuan's words, she looked at the yarn needle in Shi Qinghuan's hand, and when she saw the piece of yarn on the needle, her brows couldn't help frowning.

Then she said to the servant Qinghuan: "I will take a look at you with two more stitches." ”

"Okay." After Shi Qinghuan finished speaking, he began to start the needle.

"Stop." After Wang Ailan watched Shi Qinghuan pick up the needle, she knew what was wrong, so she said to Shi Qinghuan: "You hooked the wrong line, it should be the line below, not the one above." ”

After Shi Qinghuan heard Wang Ailan's words, she took a few more stitches according to what Wang Ailan said, but she still didn't look right, so she said to Wang Ailan: "Aunt Wang, I started the needle according to what you said, but it's still not right." ”

"You weave it for me again."

"Okay." After Shi Qinghuan finished speaking, he began to start the needle again.

"Wrong, the needle is wrong, it should be poked above not below, no wonder your needle looks weird."

Shi Qinghuan smiled embarrassedly after hearing Wang Ailan's words, and then said, "I'm sorry, my hands are too stupid." ”

"It's okay, a few more times will do."

Shi Qinghuan nodded after hearing Wang Ailan's words, and then she began to start the needle seriously.

After more than ten minutes, Shi Qinghuan showed Wang Ailan the needle she had set up, and then she asked Wang Ailan: "Aunt Wang, how is it, is my needle qualified?" ”

After hearing Shi Qinghuan's words, Wang Ailan looked at Shi Qinghuan with indescribable eyes, and then asked Shi Qinghuan, "Is your hands-on ability very poor?" ”

"No, I'm pretty hands-on."

"Then why did you get the wrong needle again? If you follow this needle, there is no way to weave the scarf. ”

After hearing Wang Ailan's words, Shi Qinghuan didn't believe that she had made the wrong needle, so she reached out and took the woolen needle, looked at the needle she raised, and saw that it was no different from Wang Ailan's needle.

So she asked Wang Ailan, "Aunt Wang, where did I make a mistake?" How I didn't see it. ”

"Your needle is reversed, unless you can weave a scarf backwards, otherwise your needle will be white."

After listening to Wang Ailan's words, Shi Qinghuan took a closer look at her needle, as if it was the opposite, and suddenly she didn't want to learn to knit wool.

Because she even learned the most basic needles so hard, she didn't dare to think about the next stitches.

So she said to Wang Ailan: "Aunt Wang, I don't want to learn to weave wool, because I find that I am a handicap and can't weave wool." ”

"Why don't you try again?"

"If I don't try, I might as well translate more books with the time, and then use the money from the translation books to buy scarves to wear."

After Wang Ailan heard Shi Qinghuan's words, she didn't force Shi Qinghuan to learn to knit yarn, because she found that Shi Qinghuan really didn't have the talent to do so.

So she said to Shi Qinghuan: "Tell me what you want to weave, and I'll help you weave." ”

(End of chapter)