My brother entrusted his child to me, and I livestreamed raising the baby, making the Empress cry wi

"Godfather, where do we put the raisins?" Little Douzi carefully held the freshly made hairless cat in both hands and looked up at Lin Ye to ask.

Lin Ye thought for a moment, then picked out a small piece of off-white soft cloth from the materials box, picked up the scissors, and with a flick of his wrist, cut a round mat in a few strokes.

He laid the soft cloth next to the fence.

"Put it here," Lin Ye said, his voice low and gentle. "Give it a soft cushion to keep it warm."

Little Douzi nodded and said "Mmm," then carefully placed the "raisins" on the mat with both hands.

After putting it down, I gently pressed its head with my index finger to make sure it was sitting properly and not tilting to one side before I felt relieved.

The comments section was now filled with amazement.

[Commoner Zhou Niu: My goodness! The eldest princess is so clever, she got it so quickly? I haven't even figured it out yet...]

[Commoner Sun Qiao'er: Good heavens! Those ears! Those wrinkles! Even I, who don't know anything, can tell at a glance, isn't that the cat named "Raisin" from the sky last time!?]

[Commoner Wang Feng: Truly worthy of being Lord Ye's daughter, what a bright and beautiful young girl!]

……

Xiao Douzi couldn't see the comments, but she heard exclamations of surprise coming from beside her.

Duoduo came over at some point, resting her chin on Xiaodouzi's shoulder, her eyes wide open.

"Ling, Ling'er! Did you make this!?"

The little boy shrank his shoulders, tickled by her hot breath on his neck, and couldn't help but giggle, revealing two shallow dimples.

She pursed her lips shyly, nodded, and shuffled her toes on the ground: "Yes, I imitated the shape of a raisin. Does it look like one?"

"It's so similar!!" Duoduo jumped up and down twice, her ponytail flying up and down.

"You're way better than me! Oh dear, my cotton candy bunny is still just a clump of fur!"

She howled and suddenly raised what she was holding—

It was a white blob, barely recognizable as a human shape.

As for the facial features and the so-called marshmallow, they are completely invisible.

Fu Ping, who was standing next to her, leaned over for a look and couldn't help but laugh out loud: "Baby, what you have is... a snowman?"

"It's the rabbit man who sells cotton candy at the amusement park!"

Duoduo panicked, her face turning bright red. She hurriedly shoved the ball of fur right under Fu Ping's eyelids, almost touching her nose.

"Mommy, look! Here are big ears—"

She pulled the tuft of fur on top to both sides, and sure enough, two irregular protrusions appeared, like two flattened dumplings.

"Okay, okay, it's a rabbit man, it's a rabbit man." Fu Ping quickly surrendered, laughing as she took the unrecognizable white fur.

He held it in his palm and looked at it over and over again, but gave up the idea of ​​trying to do it himself. He turned to Mu Chenfeng and gave him a pleading look.

Mu Chenfeng was focused on working on his roller coaster track. He cut the felt board into thin strips and built it up in circles, and it was already taking shape.

He felt Fu Ping's gaze, looked up, and stared at her blankly.

"Come and poke it, poke the ear out." Fu Ping lowered her voice and gestured towards the ball of fur.

Mu Chenfeng looked at the half-finished train track in his hand, then at the unrecognizable clump of white fur, paused for a moment, then put down what he was holding and took the needle.

A new round of poking has begun...

The midday sun had shed the chill of the morning, streaming in through the window, landing on the floor, and then on the edge of the table, making the tablecloth slightly warm.

Outside the window, the sky was unusually clear and bright, with a few thin clouds stretched into long, thin veils by the wind, lazily lying across the horizon.

The bare branches of the sycamore trees stretched quietly toward the sky. Occasionally, a sparrow would flutter down onto a branch, tilt its head, glance into the classroom, and then flutter away again.

The only sound in the classroom was the soft, gentle rustling of needles, which enveloped the entire room in a reassuring tranquility.

Su Wan, who was on patrol, passed by and paused for a moment when she looked down at the dishes on Lin Ye's table.

The fence is square, and the edges of each felt board are pressed neatly, with the joints fitting together perfectly. It's clearly not the work of a child.

Her gaze swept over the fence and landed on the side.

Next to it stood a semi-circle surrounded by beige felt, which looked like a cabinet.

It features wood grain patterns created by poking different colored wool.

Inside the semi-circle, a pink cat was quietly crouching on a beige round cushion.

Its head was tilted to one side, as if it were examining something, and the deep and shallow wrinkles on its skin were particularly delicate.

Two large ears stood up, the thin earlobes letting in light, giving them a translucent appearance.

At the table, Xiaodouzi was looking down, clutching a ball of gray wool in her hand. The needle danced between her fingertips, making a rapid, pattering sound.

Su Wan bent down, extended a finger, and gently flicked the cat's ear.

The felt felt soft and warm to the touch, with the unique roughness of wool.

"Did you make all of this, Ling'er?" Her voice was soft, tinged with curiosity.

"My godfather and I made it together!" Xiao Douzi stopped what he was doing when he heard Su Wan's question.

She stood up from the stool and happily introduced, "My godfather made the fence, and I poked the cats!"

Teacher Su raised her head and her gaze fell on Lin Ye.

Lin Ye was leaning back in the small chair, a needle between his slender fingers, poking around with a calm expression.

Sensing Su Wan's gaze, he looked up, nodded slightly to her, and greeted her politely.

Su Wan smiled and replied, "You two work together very well."

Su Wan looked down at the cat again, her eyes filled with genuine admiration.

"Ling'er is so skillful." Her voice was filled with genuine amazement.

"This hairless cat is so realistic! The teacher can recognize it immediately. It's a hairless cat! It's really great!"

Xiao Douzi's face flushed red instantly, from her cheeks all the way to her ears, and even her neck turned a faint pink.

She wanted to turn her lips up, but was too embarrassed to show it, so she tried her best to keep them down.

Finally, her lips formed a slightly curved line, but a hint of a smile still lingered at the corners of her mouth.

Her two feet swung happily under the chair.

Little Douzi looked up, her eyes crinkling into crescent moons, her voice as sweet as honey: "Thank you, Teacher Su!"

Su Wan reached out and gently touched her head, then smoothed the stray hairs by her ear.

Then she straightened up, flashed a bright smile, and encouraged him, "Keep it up!"

"Mmm!" Little Pocket nodded vigorously and buried his head back into the clump of gray fur.