"No need for tomorrow?"
Why on earth would you want to braid a thread out of the blue?
"Need it."
Yi Chichi didn't even lift her head, pulling out all the threads she needed and braiding them before placing them aside.
Once everything was braided, she put the main thread away and hung the braids on the embroidery rack.
Wen Shi finally understood that braiding the thread was for convenience.
He offered to help, but Yi Chichi declined.
The reason given was perfectly valid: his hands were too rough and could easily fray the threads, so he better not ruin them.
Wen Shi felt wronged, and once she finished and returned to the kang, he buried his head in her embrace, "Honey, I feel like these threads are more precious to you than I am."
His jealousy was completely unreasonable.
Yi Chichi was also quite helpless, "Do you know how much these silk threads cost?"
"No idea."
