Chapter 101: Chapter 101: Intimate Cotton-padded Coat
At this moment, Jiang Mianmian was in the system space, thinking about how to allocate the intelligence points she had earned today.
The system helpfully suggested, “Host, I recommend you add them to your attention. Inability to concentrate deeply will greatly affect the efficiency of learning.”
“It seems like it.” Through her studies during this period, Jiang Mianmian also felt that her attention was not very focused.
Perhaps it was because of her young physical age. Even though inside she was an adult in thought, she still couldn’t help but let her mind wander from time to time.
So she decided to add all ten intelligence points to her attention.
Observation (200): 104
Imagination (200): 102
Average intelligence value: 114.4 (Higher intelligence 110-120)
Although her intelligence level hadn’t increased, Jiang Mianmian was already very content. After all, she had been a poor student in her previous life.
She glanced at the detector’s remaining usage time in the bottom left corner. She had finished two books this time, and the system rewarded her with six minutes. Now, the detector had 9 minutes of use left.
With careful use, it could last her several more times, and now her dad had money and they weren’t lacking meat.
Seeing how easily satisfied she was, the system felt quite helpless. The speed of her intelligence enhancement was too slow.
But the Host had a salted fish attribute, currently very satisfied with her life. Without pressure, there was no motivation. No matter how much the system pushed her to strive for better, it would be useless.
Forget it, let her be leisurely for a few days. An opportunity will present itself eventually.
Time flew by, and in the blink of an eye, more than a month passed. During this period, a sales clerk from the Supply and Marketing Cooperative really did manage to get Jiang Changhai a second-hand sewing machine.
Although it was a bit worn, all its functions were intact, but it was too big and easy to draw attention, so they hid the sewing machine at the entrance of the village.
He only moved it into his house after everyone at home had fallen asleep at night.
Su Wanyu hugged the sewing machine, utterly delighted. Now making clothes would be a breeze.
She was the type who would lie down rather than stand if she could, and if she weren’t worried that her man and child would run out of clothes to wear, she would hardly bother making them.
With the sewing machine, she finally felt liberated.
The temperature had dropped sharply these days, and Jiang Changhai went to the black market again to find Old Niu and exchanged for some cloth tickets, bringing back ten pounds of cotton that was stored at Old Niu’s.
Seeing Jiang Changhai hauling big and small packages home, Su Wanyu smiled and asked, “What’s this? Are you planning to hibernate too?”
“If only I could hibernate. No need to eat, no need to drink, no need to work, just sleep on the kang all day,” Jiang Changhai said, growing envious of the little animals that could hibernate.
“Wake up, stop dreaming,” Su Wanyu said, laughing as she burst his bubble.
Jiang Changhai laid out the things in his hands on the kang one by one: “Wife, it’s getting colder day by day. Now that we have cotton and I’ve bought cloth, you can use the sewing machine to make our cotton-padded clothes when there’s no one at home.”
Su Wanyu picked out two pieces of brightly colored cloth and measured them up and down: “Alright, I’ll make Mianmian’s first. Sitting in the classroom all day in this weather is just too much to bear.”
“Right, then make a cotton pad for our girl too, so she won’t have to sit on a cold stool,” Jiang Changhai considerately suggested.
“I think you’re the cotton-padded jacket of our daughter’s heart,” Su Wanyu joked, seeing how thoughtfully a big man like Jiang Changhai was considering things.
Jiang Changhai, seeing his wife acting jealous, approached her to coax her, saying, “I am also your heartwarming big cotton-padded jacket.”