The warm room was too hot, and the alternation between cold and heat was the most likely to cause illness. How could Old Madam Xie let him go out to see the wind, so she asked Yin Mingyu to bring the sheep into the house.

Yin Mingyu: “……Isn’t this inappropriate? Even though it’s cleaned up……”

The smell on her sheep wasn’t strong, but she didn’t expect to bring the sheep into the house.

Old Madam Xie indulged her great-grandson and didn’t care about these things at all. She directly ordered someone to bring the sheep to the side room and said to Xie Ce: “Just play in the room.”

This was how the lamb entered the house.

The side room and the heated room are not in the same room, but there is a door in the middle. Old Madam Xie asked someone to open the door so that she could see her great-grandson at any time.

The lamb was probably also confused. It didn’t dare to move when it was led into the house, and it behaved well when being held by Xie Ce, its “enemy”.

Yin Mingyu saw that when he stroked the wool with his little hand, a small piece of the smooth wool was twisted. She suddenly became interested and asked the maid to bring the thread over.

Old Madam Xie thought she was going to do something until she saw her let Xie Ce pick up a small bunch of hair with his little hands, and she used a thread to tie a hair knot on the back of the sheep’s neck.

Old Madam Xie: “……” You are so free.

But Xie Ce was such a happy kid that he grabbed another handful of hair without Yin Mingyu saying anything.

Yin Mingyu reminded him not to use too much force so as not to hurt the sheep, and then tied the second line under his hand smoothly.

The sheep was pressed between the two, trembling, and then was pressed down by the two altogether.

The first few threads were a little light in color, and not quite right, so Yin Mingyu asked the maid to bring an embroidery basket, and she would tie the same color as Xie Ce’s little finger.

Xie Ce had a strong desire for knowledge and even asked what color it was.

The threads in the embroidery basket are of the same color, in different shades, and each has a literary name.

Yin Mingyu is too lazy to talk, so she just answers the same color for all the colors in the same color system.

There was a row of strings tied around the lamb’s back, and she said they were all red.

Xie Ce was holding two other red threads in his hands. He raised his left hand first, “Mother?”

Yin Mingyu said: “Red.”

 Xie Ce raised his other hand and asked, “This too?”

Yin Mingyu: “It’s also red.”

Xie Ce had sharp eyes. He frowned and looked at his left hand, then his right hand, and pouted, “that’s not right.”

Old Madam Xie smiled kindly, “Ce’er is really smart.”

Yin Mingyu changed her words smoothly without hesitation, “That’s Chi.”

Xie Ce nodded and raised his left hand again, “Mother?”

Yin Mingyu: “……Zhu.”

“Pig?” Xie Ce looked at the line called “pig” with his round eyes, and immediately gave up the other line and wanted to tie “pig” to the lamb.

Yin Mingyu tied it up directly and braided it into several braids with thread, which hung on both sides of the lamb’s back.

Xie Ce clapped his hands happily: “Pig! Hang the pig!”

Yin Mingyu felt that something was not right, but she did not think much about it. She just thought that he was a child talking without logic. She took the unsplit thread and made a bracelet. She also asked Xie Ce, a little kid, to help her stretch the other end.

Xie Ce was well-behaved and held it obediently.

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