Emily's magic sweater

there used to be a girl named emsey.

she had blue eyes, brown braids, very beautiful.

when she was 17 years old, a group of robbers broke into her home, killed her parents and ransacked her home.

in order to live, amy had to go to a store to work as a maid.

in the cold winter, she ran around the village barefoot.

the master did not feed her at all and gave her only a piece of bread and a bowl of fresh soup every day.

the attic tower was a long-time worker who fell in love with emsey and with the attic tower.

they planted the seeds of love, but they had no money to marry.

one day, emsey just made lunch for the master, and suddenly an old lady came in.

she's short and fat, like a wire, wearing a hand-weaved white dress, and she says, "please, rich boss, let me have a meal.

i'm not so close to you, i'm just a knitting grandmother." go away! "i can't afford you!" the old lady shakes her head and leaves.

emsey was so sympathetic to her that she chased her and stuffed a piece of dry bread from her master to the old man's hand for a day.

the old lady laughed.

she took a line out of her pocket and put a couple of sweater needles in it, and she said, "amsy, you gave me a piece of dry bread and i gave you a bunch of never-ending hairlines and some magical sweater needles.

anything you want to knit, just say, every needle turns into seven needles, and it's automatic.

if you like, these needles can jump into anyone's hands.

if you don't tell him to stop, it'll keep knitting and the people will tell you the truth." p'emsey accepted this gift with joy.

she just wanted to thank grandma.

grandma's gone.

in the evening, emsey climbed up her little attic, making every magic sweater needle turn into seven needles, knitting her with a red turban, a pair of gloves with flowers, a pair of socks with strips, a blue shoulder and a yellow dress.

that's weird.

emsey just finished, and every pin turned into seven needles and started knitting.

in the morning, these things will be woven.

since then, in this cold shop, emsey will never be frozen again.

the magic sweater needle weaves every night.

it knits emsey's wedding dress, knits for the attic, and socks for naked neighbours.

one day, the master asked amy to go to the woods to fetch firewood.

emsey picked up a day's wood and just headed back, and suddenly a bandit head appeared in front of her.

emsey immediately recognized that this guy set fire to her family's house last year, killing her parents and killing her family.

the hoodlum looked at amy and squeezed his black eyes and said, "there's my house in the middle of the forest.

i have six partnerseverybody lives together.

we don't sow, we don't harvest, we live well.

go to my house and be the hostess.

i'll keep you in silk and pearls." "it will never happen!" p-p-p-p-p-p-p-p-p-p-p-p-p-p-p-p-p-p-p-p-p-p-p-p-p-p-p-p-p-p-p-p-p-p-p-p-p-p-p-p-p-p-p-p-p-p-p-p-p-p-p-p-p-p-p-p-p-p-p-p-p-p-p-p-p-p-p-p-s-p-p-p-p-p-p-p-p-p-p-p-p-p-p-p-p-p-p-p-p-p-p-p-p-p-p-p-s-p-p-p-p-p-p-p-p-p-p-s-p-p-p-p-p-p-p-p-p-p-p-p-p-e-e-e-e-s-e-s-。