She actually quite enjoyed the snow because, decades later, places where snow fell beca fewer, and the snowflakes shrank in size. Snowscapes truly were beautiful, but if it snowed too heavily, then soone would truly weep, and she was one of those people.
Entering the kitchen again, she placed the rest of the sauce-coated ribs into the pot, set it on the stove, and there were also the dishes she had left for Jian Zhiqing.
After finishing her chores, she grabbed a bunch of papers, ready to finish them in the system.
Then she rembered sothing, ca out of the system again, opened her wardrobe, and took out several pieces of clothing. These fabrics, purchased at a high price from within the system, had been washed nurous tis, yet the fading was not so severe, and they beca softer with each wash.
She pondered for a mont and eventually placed those clothes back in the system, planning to deal with them after finishing her problems and previewing the other subjects.
She must have spent about two hours there until she was done with the papers, by which ti she felt sore all over.
She packed up the books and papers, then took up her old clothes and with a pair of scissors, she started snipping them to pieces.
She pulled over the system’s transparent panel and looked for cotton.
The cotton was already fluffed, white and soft, and cheap—she could buy it with real money instead of Gold Coins. Qin Xiangnuan thought perhaps it was because it was so cheap that it could not be purchased with Gold Coins, given that the system currently only uses Gold Coins and not copper or silver coins for transactions.
Her own clothes, so big, so small, the smaller ones patched together and their seams repaired with embroidery techniques. Then she began to thread her needle and stitch, and by the ti she erged from the system, nearly an hour had passed outside, aning she had stayed inside for half a day.
"Woof woof..."
Conghua ran out, wagging her tail at her from ti to ti.
It was then that Qin Xiangnuan rembered she hadn’t yet fed Conghua.
"Sorry for neglecting you," Qin Xiangnuan patted Conghua’s head and hurried into the kitchen, placed so at soup in a bowl, breaking a few biscuits to soak in the at soup. When she ca out, Conghua seed almost crazed with hunger, following Qin Xiangnuan around, nearly snatching the bowl from her hands.
But after all, Conghua was an esteed military dog, and although she had an unsightly na, it didn’t bury the fact that she was a military dog. However, her dining manners were sowhat swinish.
No wonder, only soone like Qin Tongnuan would let a family military dog grow as fat as a pig, so hefty she could hardly move, rolling her eyes, too lazy to leave the house all day, human-like in her sleep habits, and even snoring. She only barked twice when strangers entered the ho, or barked three tis when she was hungry.
After feeding Conghua, Qin Xiangnuan took out another piece of clothing, sewing diligently, stitch by stitch, unwilling to enter the system anymore. Ti within the system passed too slowly, so slowly that she sotis started to feel agitated. When Jian Zhiqing returned, he saw the light still on in Qin Xiangnuan’s room. He checked his watch; it was around nine, which was unusual, as the girl normally slept well before nine-thirty.
And Qin Xiangnuan had already heard the footsteps outside; Conghua did not bark, so it must be soone familiar.
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