Clara blushed and chuckled a few times, quickly changing the subject to talk about the cotton in her hands and the clothes she was making.
"This thing has such uses, and I remember climbing over a mountain stream from the south. In a grove, there were many of these white things. If they can really be used to make clothes, after summer, you should go take a look. There should be quite a few there."
This piece of information was indeed good. Grandma was a very experienced old woman, and Clara also asked her about silkworms. Raising silkworms was the way to go. Imagining the beautiful silk made from silkworms, Clara couldn't help but feel delighted.
"The ones that spit silk! There are many forests, and they weave large and beautiful webs!" Grandma said enthusiastically.