With Zhou Liao's help, Lai Zhiyun successfully made a wind chime.
Carrying it as she hung it up, Lai Zhiyun took a few photos with her cell phone and sent them to He Zhiwei, feeling very pleased with herself.
[Zhiyun: Sister, Zhou Liao and I made a wind chime for you. Do you like it?]
[He Zhiwei: The colors are nice, it looks good.]
[Zhiyun: Hehe, I also think it's not bad. I'll send it to you by express delivery tomorrow, so keep an eye out for it.]
After chatting with He Zhiwei, Lai Zhiyun gently placed the wind chime on the table.
Then she turned to look at Zhou Liao who was still sitting on the carpet with his long legs bent, his head down, focused on threading shells with thin metal wires.
In front of him, there were already two completed keychains laid out on the carpet.
One was a simple chain with a single small conch, while the other had three small conches at varying heights strung along a small metal chain.
They looked petite, rustic, and distinctive.
Wow!
