Day after day.
In the blink of an eye, a month had passed.
During this month, Feng Yueya had lived a very peaceful life, spending her days eating, taking care of Yun Shangyuan, and following Niao Niao to learn sewing.
She wanted to make many clothes for the baby, from birth to ten years old, she wished to make them all.
However, she didn't know whether the baby was a boy or a girl, so she could only make clothes for the baby's first year.
In her sewing basket, there were already three small bellybands, two pairs of socks, and one little hat.
Now in her hands, she was making the child's little trousers.
After a month of learning, she could make clothes independently, so she started working on more challenging items like trousers and jackets.
She tied off the thread with a knot and then bit it off with her teeth; the little trousers she'd been rushing to finish were finally done.
Feng Yueya spread out the trousers, a happy smile appearing on her face.
