"Granny, I want to learn how to make this," Qin Xiangnuan took the already completed shoe sole that Granny Lu had made, held it in her arms, and couldn't let it go. She had thought about it for a lifetime, dreamed about it for a lifetime, and now it was right at her fingertips. How could she easily give up now?
"Sure thing," Granny Lu smiled, "If you want to learn, I'll teach you. I taught your mother and she was really good at making shoes. It's just a pity..."
Speaking to this point, Granny Lu didn't continue, and Qin Xiangnuan's bright eyes also dimmed slightly.
Granny Lu picked up a needle, threaded it, and while working, taught Qin Xiangnuan how to paste the shoe sole, how to sew, how to thread, and how to make them. Actually, making shoes is a very labor-intensive task. Qin Xiangnuan was too young and didn't have much strength in her hands, so the needle simply wouldn't go through, but the shoe sole she glued was quite good.
