It was nearly noon and it was quiet outside. Qiu Lange sent her husband out and repeatedly told her to be careful, and when she saw the man's back walk away, she turned around, glanced at Hong'er who was playing with the little fox demon, walked into the inner room, took out a small wooden box, and walked straight into the loom room.

Fuduoxi was sitting at the tall loom studying the piece of light feather gold silk cloth that had been woven, and no one had woven a garment with light feather gold silk thread, which made Fu Duoxi a little eager to try. But to make a garment, it takes at least five feet of cloth, and without light feathers and gold threads, it is difficult for a good woman to cook without rice......

Hey, Fu Duoxi picked up a few rolls of red yarn and prepared to weave a big red cloth, when the time came, you can make a red coat, and then embroider the pattern with gold thread, it should be worth the trip.

"What a joy."

Fu Duoxi looked up and saw Qiu Lange walking in, and stopped with a smile to greet him, "Master Qiu, I want to try to weave a piece of red cloth, if I can make clothes, I can go home." ”

"I'm glad that you've already graduated from school, it's not difficult to weave, it's difficult to have patience and persistence."

Qiulange took off the red thread that had been hanging on the warp beam, opened the small wooden box, and took out the light feather gold thread for Fu Duoxi to load on the loom.

Fu Duoxi looked at the silk threads stacked into grids in the small wooden box, and then looked at Qiu Lange, unable to believe that there would be so many stocks of light feather gold threads. According to Qiu Lange, there are people in each generation of the Qiu family who can weave light feather gold thread, but gold silk is easy to get and light feathers are hard to find, and they can't make a roll of thread in ten years.

Qiu Lange tilted his head and looked at Fu Duoxi and said, "Why don't you want to weave cloth to make a light feather gold silk garment?" These are the light feather gold threads that my family has inherited for a hundred years, and they should be enough to weave a cloak...... How happy you can be. ”

"Yes, master, I can."

Fu Duoxi pursed his lips, since Qiu Lange valued her so much, if she really knitted a light feather gold silk cloak, it would also help Qiu Lange fulfill her wish.

For several days in a row, Fuduoxi sat by the loom and carefully weaved the light feather gold silk cloth, almost to the point of forgetting to sleep and eat. The little fox demon is well-behaved and sensible and doesn't come to disturb Fu Duoxi, sometimes lying at the door looking at Fu Duoxi's back and shaking his head, making a slight humming sound. Seeing that Fu Duoxi didn't seem to hear it, he obediently went out to have fun.

Qiu Lan Ge often looked at the cloth she weaved behind Fu Duoxi, Fu Duoxi could feel Qiu Lange's faint breath, as long as Qiu Lan Ge did not make a sound, Fu Duoxi continued to weave, for fear that a negligence in his eyes would ruin the light feather gold silk thread of Qiu Lange's family.

These light feather gold threads are Qiu Lange's only memories of her mother's family, and she is the only one left in the Qiu family to her generation......

When the sky was about to dawn, Fu Duoxi put away the last thread, carefully took the fabric off the scroll, could not hide the joy on his face, raised his eyes and saw Qiu Lange looking at her, and hurriedly said: "Master, the light feather gold silk cloth is finished." ”

Fu Duoxi has never made serious clothes, so far he has only made a belly pocket from the piece of muslin given by Aunt Huang. To make a cloak from such a rare and precious cloth, I didn't dare to start with the scissors.

"Master, it's better for you to do it for me."

"It's fine."

Qiu Lange smiled and took the scissors for her hand, and while cutting them neatly, she told Fu Duoxi about the essentials of making a cloak.

"My father-in-law buys silk threads from those silkworm households every day, takes them to the cloth mill to weave into cloth, and then sells them to the garment mill to make clothes. I also do some weaving work, and sometimes I also make custom clothes......"

It wasn't until this time that Fu Duoxi knew that Qiu Lange's father-in-law was in the fabric business, and it had been quiet for the past few days, and the escape from prison should have passed.

The light feather gold silk cloak was quickly ready, and Qiu Lange called Fu Duoxi to try on clothes, and Fu Duoxi found out that Qiu Lange was a cloak tailored to her figure.

"I can't ask for such expensive clothes."

Fu Duoxi hurriedly excused himself, and Qiu Lange smiled: "What is precious or not, this dress is destined for you, otherwise I don't know how long it will take to weave." If you don't accept it, I'll give it to Master Ji. as a gift for your marriage. ”

"Okay, I'll take it."

Fudoki smiled awkwardly and put on his cloak. The pale gold cloak is light and agile, with a different color of luster with a gait.

Qiu Lange felt that the light in the house was not enough to show the beauty of the light feather gold silk cloak, so Fu Duoxi went to the courtyard to take a look. Fu Duoxi walked to the middle of the courtyard and turned around, and suddenly felt that the soles of his feet were light, and the whole person floated.

What kind of illusion is this, floating in a precious garment?

Fu Duoxi pressed the corner of his eye, lowered his gaze and saw that his feet were more than a foot off the ground...... It's not an illusion, it's really floating!

Fu Duoxi looked at Qiu Lange, "Master, why am I floating?" ”

Qiu Lange covered her mouth and looked at the scene in front of her in surprise, and said in a trembling voice: "How happy you are, try waving your arms......"

Fu Duoxi stretched out her arms, and the cloak suddenly looked like a bird's wing between her arms, and she just waved her body lightly and flew into the air, and then looked down at Qiu Lange, who was motionless like a clay figure in the morning light.

Fu Duoxi's body was half-hung in the air, and he didn't know how to land for a while. Looking at the clouds on the horizon, I suddenly felt as if I was standing in the ocean, so I simply leaned forward in a swimming position, waved my arms, and my body flew forward......

"Ahh

The feeling of free flight is too good, Fu Duoxi couldn't help but sigh in surprise, and then looked at Qiu Yunge, Qiu Yunge had turned into a small black dot, if he didn't know where Qiu Lange was standing, he wouldn't be able to see that there was a person standing there.

Fu Duoxi flew around in the air, had mastered the essentials of flying, the group got up and hugged his legs, his body suddenly fell, and when he was about to fall to the ground, he opened his legs and stood firmly in front of Qiu Yunge.

"Master, what's wrong with you? Did I scare you just now? ”

Qiu Yunge was full of tears, grabbed Fu Duoxi's shoulder and cried and laughed for a while, and finally regained his composure and said: "Duoxi, the ancestor of the Qiu family did not deceive people, the light feather golden silk cloak can really fly in the wind." ”

"Huh?! Then I can't even ask for it. ”

Fu Duoxi hurriedly took off his cloak and returned it to Qiu Lange, the cloak that can fly is no longer rare and precious, it is a fairy treasure, it is the fairy treasure that the Qiu family dreams of,

"I'm glad you just promised to accept it, you can't go back on your word, otherwise I won't recognize you as an apprentice."

"Master...... You put it on and try it. ”

Fu Duoxi thought that Qiu Lange had not yet realized that the light feather gold silk cloak was a fairy treasure, and tried his best to persuade Qiu Lange to put on the cloak. Qiu Lange smiled and spread her arms and spun around in place, like a lightly dancing butterfly, but did not fly.

"Look, this garment is an ordinary cloak on me, and only you can make it a fairy treasure. Don't be polite to me anymore, I really want to give it to you. Since then, there will be no light feather gold thread in the world, and you must pass on this light feather gold silk cloak. ”

"You can leave it to Hong'er, and boys can also wear cloaks."

Fu Duoxi still wanted to push, but at this time he saw that Qiu Lange was really angry, so he had to put the cloak away carefully.

(End of chapter)