Siheyuan: Get the system at the beginning

"Why are you interested? If you don't know how, I can teach you!"

Wang Ling said this jokingly, because he didn't think that Zhang Xiaoyan, who was very clever, couldn't knit a sweater.

"That's fine! I still have a while before I have to go to work, so I'll go buy some wool. Once I learn how to knit myself a hat, scarf, sweater, or something like that."

Zhang Xiaoyan looked at the time on her wrist and saw that the person had already run out while she was talking.

Before Wang Ling could say anything, the person had disappeared. She shook her head in amusement and waited for the person to come back.

Zhang Xiaoyan's actions were indeed very fast. After all, Zhang Xiaoyan pedaled his bicycle so hard that sparks came out. He went to the department store to buy wool in four colors: black, red, white, green, and brown. Except for the two kilograms of red wool, the others only weighed four or eight taels. It was not that he could not afford it, but that the other party did not have that much stock. Even if there was that much stock, he did not have that many tickets.

I had never noticed or collected such receipts before. The ones I have on hand were obtained from Zhang Changzheng's previous exchanges for goods sold on the black market. I don't have many because I'm not interested in them. This time, I used all of them to buy wool yarn.

"Oh my god, you bought so much yarn."

When she saw Zhang Xiaoyan again, Wang Ling's eyes almost popped out. You know, although she was knitting sweaters, the wool was made by taking apart old sweaters, washing them, and straightening them with boiling water, so that they could be used as new ones. In fact, if you really count them, these were several hands of wool.

Wang Ling thought the other party was just buying a few taels of wool to practice, but she didn't expect it to be such a big bag.

Looking at the various colors of wool on the desk, Wang Ling's mouth twitched and the look in her eyes when she looked at the other person was not right.

"I'll buy it if I have it. I don't know how long I've been saving the yarn coupons. Luckily I remembered to use them today, otherwise they would have expired. There's a lot of red, several kilograms, and I don't know if I can knit a sweater."

After all, she didn't know much about this, so Zhang Xiaoyan had no idea how much wool was needed to make a sweater.

"Okay, I guess you really don't know. Normally, a sweater doesn't require a pound of yarn. This is enough to make several sets."

Wang Ling didn't know whether to envy him or say that he was confused, but she felt more envious.

"Well, I see there are a lot of sweaters with different patterns, so I'll just practice. But I still need Sister Wang to teach me, I really don't know how."

Zhang Xiaoyan was pulling the wool and holding the knitting needles in her hand, looking at Wang Ling opposite her with anticipation.

"Put the needle down first. The first step is to roll the yarn into a ball. Look, it's easier to do the next step after everything is rolled into a ball."

As Wang Ling spoke, she straightened out the yarn that the other person had placed on the table, then picked up a strand, found the end of the yarn and rolled it up in her hand. Wang Ling's fingers were very flexible, and in a short while the yarn had been turned into a baseball-sized ball.

"Look, it's easier to knit a sweater by rolling it into a ball. Otherwise, it will get tangled easily and be troublesome."

A strand of wool weighs about one or two taels and can quickly be rolled into a ball.

Zhang Xiaoyan also picked up another one and started learning. This wasn't a technical job. One of them was already used to it, and the other one got the hang of it quickly because of her flexible fingers.

A total of six pounds and four ounces of wool were quickly rolled into a ball.

"Come, I will teach you the simplest stitch for knitting a sweater. We call it a flat stitch. Look! Let's start with this. Actually, it's all about eye skills. I can't explain it to you if you ask me. Just learn by watching. Anyway, your hands should not be too tight or too loose, otherwise the knitting will be loose in some places and tight in others, which will not look good."

Wang Ling's hands kept moving, but she slowed down when she should, for fear that Zhang Xiaoyan might not understand, so she kept busy with her mouth.

Zhang Xiaoyan understood it at a glance, but she did not dampen the other person's interest in teaching. She watched from the side and nodded in agreement with what the other person said.

"You see, the flat stitch is the hole below, and then the thread is wound around and tilted over like this. The up-and-down stitch is one stitch up and one stitch down..."

Wang Ling taught very seriously, but she only knew two needle techniques, flat stitch and up and down stitch, and she didn't know any other needle techniques.

"I heard there are books specifically for teaching knitting, but I didn't buy them. They are available at Xinhua Bookstore. I took a look and saw things like two up and two down, and picking needles. I was dazzled by them and couldn't understand them at all. But if you are young and have the patience, you can buy a copy and take a look. The patterns on it are all very beautiful when knitted."

Wang Ling said with some emotion that she was very excited when she started learning, but was eventually defeated by reality.

"Well, I'll go look for it. I saw a star in a movie before. His sweater was quite beautiful. I don't know how it was knitted. It had hollows and different patterns."

Zhang Xiaoyan suddenly felt that knitting a sweater was not that easy, and she became very interested in it. It might be difficult for others, but for her, looking at pictures was not too easy.

One taught seriously and the other learned seriously. By the time get off work was over, Zhang Xiaoyan had already knitted a pair of socks. The socks knitted with the finest wool felt pretty good.

Anyway, Zhang Xiaoyan is quite satisfied with her own achievements.

As soon as he got off work, he rode his bike excitedly back to the courtyard, carrying the fruits of his labor and the remaining wool.

Qin Huairu promised her son that she would buy him meat today, so she said goodbye to Yi Zhonghai and left work early. When she returned to the courtyard gate with the meat in her arms, Zhang Xiaoyan happened to arrive by bicycle.

Due to the barrier of the gate threshold and the ladder, it was impossible for Zhang Xiaoyan to ride in directly, so she naturally stopped and carried the bicycle inside.

Qin Huairu was sharp-eyed and noticed the wool and knitting needles in the cloth bag in the other person's bicycle basket.

"Xiao Zhang, you are buying wool."

Zhang Xiaoyan didn't want to pay any attention to the other party. What he said was just nonsense. The wool was all in the basket. If it wasn't bought, could it be stolen?

"Yeah! I bought some wool."

It is said that one should not hit a smiling person. Since the other party greeted her with a smile, Zhang Xiaoyan couldn't put on a cold face, but she wasn't that enthusiastic either.

After getting a positive answer, a hint of jealousy flashed in Qin Huairu's eyes, but she didn't say anything else. After all, people had already entered the yard and there was no one else around. Who could she tell?

"Humph, this fox girl is not a good thing."

Qin Huairu muttered something, stepped into the gate and walked towards her home. As for the meat in her hand, it didn't taste as delicious as it did at the beginning.

Zhang Xiaoyan naturally heard the other party's muttering, but she didn't care. She glanced at the other party when she spoke just now, and was a little surprised!

I originally thought it was different from the plot. After all, Jia Dongxu died at a different time than in the plot, and Banggeng and Xiaodang’s ages were also different. But now Qin Huairu is already pregnant, so this is really a posthumous child!

I don’t know if this child is Xiao Huaihua?