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Chapter 32 The Flying Little Thing(1/2)

Su Cai'er said and immediately took action.

"I've already prepared the sugar, and it's waiting for it to dry."

"I will measure your husband now."

After Zhao Ce heard this, he stood up directly.

Ask her: "How to measure?"

Su Cai'er picked up the measuring piece of cloth and said, "Use this measurement."

With that said, he picked up the cloth and got ready to work.

She stood in front of Zhao Ce, her whole body delicate and petite.

One hand held a piece of cloth and stretched it from Zhao Ce's right waist.

The other hand stretched out from the left waist.

The two hands are in an embracing posture and must be joined behind the back.

Pull up the measured piece of cloth again.

When Su Cai'er came back to her senses.

It felt like my whole body was attached to my husband's body.

She raised her head in embarrassment and stammered in explanation: "I, let me measure my waist."

Zhao Ce looked down at her, and what he smelled in his nose was the faint smell of the little girl.

Has a soapy scent.

There is also the smell of smoke from the kitchen fire.

There seems to be a hint of sweetness sandwiched between the two flavors.

Zhao Ce's eyes were smiling.

"Well, you measure."

Su Cai'er calmed down and quickly trimmed her waist.

Then, the arm was measured again.

When it was carried on the shoulders, she was really not tall enough.

It’s not easy to ask your husband to bend down.

I had to take off my shoes and whispered: "Husband, I have to stand on the stool."

After saying that, he should hold on to the table and climb onto the stool.

The little foot wearing an old sock had just reached out and had not yet stepped on the stool.

Then he felt a big hand on his waist.

Zhao Ce saw her action and grabbed her small waist without thinking.

Use your two big hands to push gently.

Su Cai'er let out a small "Yeah".

I felt like I was being held lightly and stood on the bed.

Standing on the stool, she was almost as tall as her husband.

The little girl raised her eyes slightly, and she was able to look at the same level as her husband, who she always needed to look up to.

Zhao Ce chuckled and turned around.

"Go on."

Su Cai'er's face felt hot, so she took the knotted piece of cloth and continued to measure it.

After tying another knot, he whispered: "I've measured it."

Zhao Ce then turned around, pinched her waist again, and moved her off the bench.

Su Cai'er stepped on her shoes and felt dizzy.

Zhao Ce held her steady and tapped her forehead.

"A light little thing."

"Eat more food in the future so that you can grow up faster."

As he spoke, he picked up the bookcase he had placed in the corner.

Leaving the little girl in the house, he calmly walked back to the backyard.

Su Cai'er covered her beating heart, and couldn't help but put the back of her hand against her hot face.

Grow, grow up...

Su Cai'er thought, she has grown up.

All are married.

He lowered his head again and touched the place where her husband pinched her just now with her little hand.

There still seems to be a lingering feeling on both sides of the waist from being pinched by someone just now.

...

The little girl is shy.

I spent the whole afternoon hiding in my room making new clothes.

Zhao Ce was in the kitchen, thinking about improving his sugar purification method.

The yellow mud water-drench sugar method is not complicated.

But the tools need to be specially customized.

Because of the school affairs today, Zhao Ce didn't have time to order tools.

"There is only one big tank for water at home. This one is too big to carry."

"I have to order some smaller ones."

"It takes one mouthful to boil sugar, and one mouthful to stir yellow mud water."

"You also need a big funnel and a device for riding the funnel."

"Huang Ni, take some time tomorrow to go to the fields and look for a suitable one."

Zhao Ce reviewed everything he had to do in his mind.

Before these utensils are made, they must be purified with charcoal.

Today the little girl has already made a pot of sugar.

Zhao Ce took out another pot and continued making it.

A little later.

Su Cai'er came over holding a piece of clothing.

This dress has just been cut and stitched in fixed positions.

I made a rough framework.

"Husband, try to see if it suits you first."

Su Cai'er's voice was still a little shy.

I didn't dare to raise my head and look at my husband.

Zhao Ce took it with a smile and stretched out his hand to put it through.

A hand ran out directly from the middle of the sleeve.

When the little girl saw it, she couldn't help but frown.

"Where's the opening down there?"

With that said, he helped Zhao Ce sort it out.

The size that the two of them worked together to achieve is naturally the right size.

For pants, there is no need to measure them.

After Zhao Ce took it off, he handed it to Su Cai'er

"After I sew it for my husband tomorrow, you can wear it."

Zhao Ce nodded and said, "Okay."

"If that doesn't work, I can just wear an old robe and go to work."

Su Cai'er lowered her head to take it and saw the hand holding the clothes.

Fair skin, clear bones.
To be continued...
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