Chapter 51: Not a Day Without Hatred
Anluo felt extremely regretful when he thought about his recklessness just now, which made him lose the opportunity to feed the cub.
The customer service was not much better, they were running around in a panic, almost going crazy.
"Why doesn't she rent it?"
"Isn't the price I set low enough?"
"Ahhh, why not rent it?"
"If you don't rent, I won't get any reputation points, so how can I buy goods..."
An Luo certainly didn't know all this. While she was heartbroken, she was also relieved that she didn't act rashly and wipe out the reputation points that Zi Zi had worked so hard to earn.
The Cheng family members who received the booklet were all very excited.
"This is?"
Old Madam Cheng flipped through the booklet in her hand and was shocked.
The paper was so white!
Wang was also amazed.
"I never thought the immortal's painting skills were so superb. This portrait looks exactly like the real person, as if it could come to life in the next second!"
Hearing her words, Anluo's embarrassment problem came back again.
Fifty million pixels, ultra-wide-angle camera, would you like to know more?
Old Madam Cheng looked at the diagram carefully.
There must be a deep meaning behind the immortal's action.
Cheng Qiuluo leaned over and touched his chin.
"This thread looks much thicker than what we usually use. I can't find a matching embroidery needle, right?"
As she said this, she covered her mouth and laughed twice.
"Besides, if you use this thread to sew clothes, won't there be holes all over the clothes and air will leak out everywhere?"
Wang reached out and pinched her arm, giving her a warning look.
"Why are you talking so much? You know so much, but I don't see you calm down and do needlework for a few days."
Cheng Qiuluo rubbed his arm and muttered softly.
"If I have that much time, I might as well practice swordplay for a few more hours."
Only then did Anlu realize that she had not given her baby knitting needles. It seemed that she would have to wait for the next opportunity to give them to her.
She poked the little guy.
"Yuan, this is the method of making wool yarn. Wool yarn can be woven into sweaters, trousers, gloves, hats and socks. It is very effective in keeping warm in winter."
Yu An nodded his little head, looked up, and shook his great-grandmother's sleeve with his little hands.
"Make wool yarn, knit sweaters and trousers, keep warm!"
Wang nodded in understanding.
"I see."
"The immortal is really considerate. Seeing that we are preparing for winter, he sent us some warm clothing."
As she spoke, she squatted in front of Yu An, reached out and scratched the little guy's trembling baby fat, her tone doting.
"We are so blessed to have Encore."
"We all benefit from Yu'an's help."
"Ha ha."
Yu'an felt itchy from being scratched and giggled. Then he stretched out his little hands to hug Wang's neck, offering her a blessing. He rubbed his chubby little face against hers, rubbing it left and right, and said softly.
"Then Yu'an will share the blessing with my great-aunt."
Hearing these thoughtful and heartwarming words, Wang's heart almost softened.
Meanwhile, Madam Cheng lowered her eyes and thought, she had more to think about.
This wool yarn has never been seen before. If they can make it, it will be unique...
Having made up her mind, Old Madam Cheng looked at Cheng Feng and the others and gave them instructions.
"First, remove the sheepskin, then cut the wool separately and clean it."
"I'll do it!"
Cheng Qiuluo shouted, then walked towards the two sheep with a dagger in hand.
Cheng Qiuluo's hands moved very quickly, and he peeled off a sheepskin in just three or five moves, and then another...
Cheng Lei and Cheng Yu put away the sheepskin and wanted to take the dagger from her hand.
"Miss San, leave the rest to us."
Cheng Qiuluo said nothing. He stabbed the dagger hard into the mutton, stood up, and walked to the side while wiping the blood that splashed on his face.
Seeing that her expression was a little strange, Old Madam Cheng frowned.
Wang also looked worried.
"Luoluo, you..."
"Grandma, mother, there is a strong smell of blood in this yard. You two should take Yu An into the house to rest. How about we stew mutton and roast lamb legs tonight?"
Old Madam Cheng looked at her deeply, then nodded slowly.
"good."
After saying that, she took Yu An's hand, gave the others a look, and led them back to the main room.
Wang was looking out the door and saw Qiu Luo take out two kitchen knives and wave them at the sheep he had skinned.
Clink clang clang, chopping bones.
Seeing this, her face became even more worried.
It was all her fault. She had shown too little concern for Luo Luo along the way.
Wang turned and looked at Old Madam Cheng for help.
"Mother-in-law?"
After the mutton was processed in the yard, Old Madam Cheng asked her to call Qiu Luo to the room.
Looking at the little granddaughter in front of her, Old Lady Cheng's face was filled with heartache.
Yes, the time when we fought back against the killers at the foot of Qiling Mountain, and the night when the bandits massacred the village.
Even earlier, Qiu Luo had already shown signs of something being wrong.
After all, it was her negligence as a grandmother.
Qiu Luo looks like a careless and heartless child, but he is actually a meticulous person.
Although she is smart and sharp, she is not as rational and calm as Qiu Yun and Qiu Ruo.
He is the kind of person who won't turn back even if he hits a wall.
Old Madam Cheng sighed heavily.
"Qiuluo, you have to eat one bite at a time and walk one step at a time. Some things cannot be rushed. Don't get too stuck in a rut. It will only torture yourself and your loved ones and do nothing."
Hearing this, Cheng Qiuluo lowered his head.
"I'm sorry, grandma. It's Qiu Luo's fault. I made you and mother worry."
She walked up to Old Madam Cheng and squatted down, her eyes red and her fists clenched until they were shaking.
"Grandma, I just miss my father, my second uncle, and my brother very much. I miss them very much, not even for a single day."
Qiu Luo gritted his teeth.
"There's not a day that I don't hate!"
"I wish I could rush to the Tai'an Palace the next moment, rush to the dragon throne, and expose the true face of the dog emperor in front of all the civil and military officials in the court and the people of the world!"
"Use the blood of that dog emperor to pay tribute to the heroic spirits of the Cheng family's men!"
Old Madam Cheng reached out to wipe the tears from her face, looking distressed.
"You have suffered a lot during this period."
Qiu Luo shook his head.
"Grandma, Qiu Luo is not suffering. Father and brother are not here. Qiu Luo must protect grandma and support this family."
"You kid, when you say that, where do you put me as your mother? I'm still here, there's no need for you to force yourself to step in!"
Wang came over with red and swollen eyes.
She reached out her arms, hugged her daughter, and cried with heartache.
Qiu Luo didn't say anything else, but just pursed his lips tightly, hugged his mother and kept crying.
Cheng Qiuruo, who walked in later, had tears in her eyes.
Old Madam Cheng blinked her red eyes and took a deep breath to calm herself down.
"The Cheng family's revenge must be avenged!"
"But right now we have no money, no food, and no land. We need to plan everything carefully."
The mother, daughter and three nodded heavily.
"clear!"
Old Madam Cheng sighed again.
"But we don't have much time left."
"So, be sure to cheer up!"
"Don't take a wrong step!"