to cut a fifth of the fabric.

She first picked up the pen, drew a pair of shorts on the paper, and compared it to the fabric.
She folded the cloth in half and started sewing. 

Just after the first stitch was made, she immediately pricked her finger.

Su Qinghe: “…”

“System, are there compensations for work-related injuries?”

“If the host gets crippled, the system can provide treatment.”

Su Qinghe immediately started sewing again.
I’ve seen people do this before.
They just insert it in and pull it out…

After sewing the pieces together, Su Qinghe cut an inverted V shape using the scissors and sewed them to make the trouser legs.

Soon, the shorts were completed.
“Well, it’s a little small, but Erbao will definitely be able to wear it.”

As for whether the stitches are ugly or not, it’s not a problem.
Children do not have to pay attention to their clothes.
They just need something to wear.

Su Qinghe smiled in satisfaction as she knotted the thread.

“Ding… A mending task is completed.
1 sewing skill point and a chi of cotton cloth are rewarded.”

Su Qinghe relaxed when she heard a familiar voice.
However… “Hold on, mending??”

“Host, please be reminded that what the host is currently doing is mending a hole created by the host herself.”

“…” The gears in Su Qinghe’s head turned, “Mending holes also count?” This was a loophole!

“Host, please be reminded that the first task’s reward is special, which is why you were rewarded with a chi of cotton cloth.
The next time you complete it, you will be rewarded with the amount of fabric needed for the patch you fixed.”

Su Qinghe coughed and then closed her eyes to look at her storage space.
En, very good.
She wasted a chit of cloth, and now it’s back.
Even if she doesn’t finish this one, it doesn’t matter.
She will get better if she practices a few more times… Su Qinghe suddenly opened her eyes.

She realized that she had entered a cycle.
Even if she makes terrible clothes, she will be rewarded if she continues practicing.
Thus, she can only keep practicing again and again.

She cannot take advantage of it until she can make a complete piece.


“System, this is a bit unfair.
At least the food I make is edible! The ingredients are not wasted.
However, if I make clothes badly, I would only be rewarded enough cloth to repair a hole.”

“Host, please note that you can cook food well enough to eat and make clothes well enough to wear.”

Su Qinghe almost spat out a mouthful of blood.
Who made this artificial intelligence? It really knows how to speak!

“Qingmiao’er, are you feeling unwell?”

When Gao Xiulan returned with her grandchildren, she noticed her daughter was showing a sad look.

Su Qinghe reluctantly cheered up, and with a guilty face, she lifted the pair of shorts she made, “Mom, I’m sorry.
I didn’t learn well ah.
The cloth turned out like this….”

Gao Xiulan was flabbergasted for a moment, then said, “Aiya, my daughter is just like me.
It was her first time doing this kind of thing and still did well.
She’s so good ah.”

She looked at Su Qinghe herself, then swept around with her eyes.
She saw Erbao sitting on the ground, playing around.

“Erbao, come here.”

Erbao wobbly stood up and walked towards his grandmother.

Gao Xiulan said with a smile, “Aiya, Erbao, look at how kind your aunt is to you.
She even made your shorts.
Why don’t you try it out?”

Erbao was only two years old, so he still didn’t understand what they were trying to say.
However, he does know that new clothes are good things.
Thus, he happily took off his pants that almost had their color washed out and let his grandmother change him into the bottoms his aunt made for him.

He was so happy that he grinned.

The other children were envious of him.

Gao Xiulan said, “Look, Qingmiao’er! It fits Er Bao so well, and he likes it.
You’re really good at this!”

She turned around and asked the other children, “Don’t you think Erbao looks good with his new bottoms?”

“Really good!” The children said obediently, with envious expressions on their faces.
They wanted new clothes too.

Su Dabao exclaimed, “Auntie, I want to wear one too! Can you make one for me?”

Su Qinghe did not expect that the clothes she casually made would have an effect like this.
She suddenly felt proud of herself.

Gao Xiulan said unhappily, “What are you saying? It’s not like you don’t have any clothes to wear.
You even want to rob these few fabric from your aunt.
Ask your mother to make one for you.”

Su Qinghe spoke, “Don’t worry.
I’ll make one again when I practice.”

Gao Xiulan looked at her with adoration, “Qingmiao’er, you’re tiring yourself out on such a hot day.
Mom thinks you should refrain from doing this so you won’t hurt your eyes.
Let your sisters-in-law do it instead.
They’re good at this anyway.
She can make a dress with 4 chi of fabric.
If it is any less, they cannot do well..”

Su Qinghe received a 10,000-point blow from her mother!

When Lin Shuhong and Ding Guihua returned at noon, they saw the shorts on Erbao’s body.
They felt faint.
Such good material…

However, they still had to help their mother-in-law act.
Ding Guihua started to flatter loudly, “Younger sister did a good job.
I think Erbao’s shorts look very beautiful.”

Dabao said, “Mom, I want one too.” Ding Guihua covered his mouth.
Son just wears old pants.

Lin Shuhong looked at her son and said with a smile, “It’s done pretty well.
Actually, younger sister, Erbao is still young, so these pants can be turned into shorts, so he could wear it better.” The point here is that she must have the skills to alter ah… “Of course, younger sister’s handicraft is still good.”

Su Qinghe felt that she suffered another 20,000-point blow.

Under the care of Comrade Gao Xiulan, the remaining 4 chi of cloth went back to Lin Shuhong, and she was tasked to finish in two days so that Su Qinghe could wear her new clothes earlier.

Su Qinghe lay on the bed, frustrated, “System, it’s not that I don’t want to do it, but no one is giving me a chance to improve.
I can’t always make small trousers for Erbao with one chi of cloth, right? If I destroy the remaining cotton cloth at home, my mother would probably suffer in secret.”

“Host, please be reminded that the material does not have to be new.
Old fabric is also acceptable.”

Su Qinghe pouted, “What fabric ah, all the clothes in this house are patched.
How can I find extra fabric?”

She sighed gloomily and closed the system so that she could go to bed.
This task was just too hard; it’s not that she didn’t want to do it ah.
After all, she still had to cook coarse-grain porridge.
This was not necessary.

Su Qinghe pulled her quilt and closed her eyes to sleep.

After a few seconds, she opened her eyes, sat up, and felt the fabric in her hands.

Isn’t this fabric a bit big, yo…

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