Hua Manman got more and more adept at sewing, and she quickly finished one of the socks.
Beaming, she handed the sock to Jin Ling'er for inspection.
Jin Ling'er took the sock, and after one glance, she fell silent.
Hua Manman asked, her eyes wide with anticipation.
"Why aren't you saying anything? Is there something wrong with it?"
Jin Ling'er took a deep breath and asked a profound question: "Pardon me, but where's the opening?"
At first glance, the sock seemed fine. But upon closer inspection, one would discover it had no opening at all.
It was sewn shut from top to bottom.
There was simply no place to put a foot in.
Hua Manman was startled.
'Oh no, I got too into it just now and accidentally sewed too much.'
She hastily grabbed the scissors. "I'll just undo the stitches."
The sight of her with the scissors terrified Jin Ling'er, who cried out, "Let me do it!"
Unfortunately, she was a step too late.
