C1904 That's Not How Fairies Work(2)
With the skilful work of the weaver-girl, a roll of soft, glossy fabric was finally finished.
"Cowherd, Cowherd, wake up!" She tidied up the cloth and shouted at Moo Jiuxiu, who was sleeping soundly, "I've already finished weaving a cloth. Hurry up and get up to sell it."
Moo Jiuxiu was having a sweet dream of sleeping together when he heard a pleasant voice calling out to him