But the matter was quickly resolved.
Because Jiang Chunshi made a small wooden horse for Jiang Maihua.
The bottom is like a crescent moon, and it can rock back and forth, but it will not fall down.
The horse head part is made according to the pattern drawn by Jiang Michia, a cartoon image with simple lines, and two handles are added on both sides to make it easier for Jiang Maihua to hold it.
Jiang Maihua is the only one in the entire Jiangjia Village who has such a Trojan horse.
Jiang Maihua was so happy that she was either riding the wooden horse every day, or calling friends and children around her age to come home and play with her on the wooden horse.
It can be said that playing in the mud has been forgotten.
"Maihua feels like she's grown taller again. It's probably more than an inch taller than during the Chinese New Year." Ms. Liu looked at Jiang Maihua, who was playing with the children, while rubbing the hemp in her hands into thin pieces. hemp rope.
The fine hemp rope is twisted into rolls and can be used for tying things, tying sacks, and holding shoe soles.
Making hemp rope can be said to be a necessary skill for women in every household. The bundles of hemp are bought, soaked for a sufficient time, dried and scraped clean, and the remaining hemp fibers are used to make hemp rope.
Twisting hemp rope is a monotonous and boring task, so often a few women will get together and chat while working.
Today Mrs. Liu came to the big room and worked with Mr. Yang on the hemp rope.
Fang was gluing the soles of shoes aside, and glued the washed and discarded fabrics to the board layer by layer with glue.
"Pretty much, I've grown a lot this spring." Yang replied, "I've also put on some weight. She looks strong and strong, which makes her very attractive."
Jiang Maihua was the only granddaughter in the family, and Mrs. Yang loved her very much. Seeing that Jiang Maihua's head was covered in sweat, she wiped it with a towel and called her to drink some cold water.
"Chun Shi hasn't been back these days. It's about to harvest wheat. Will he come back to help then, or will he hire someone at home to harvest it?" Ms. Liu asked.
"The wheat harvesters have already agreed to come and work at that time. I guess Chunshi will have to wait until the wheat is harvested before he can come back," Yang said with a smile, "I said a few days ago that the yard in the county town has been rented. He recently Catch up on the work in the shop, tidy up the yard, and wait until the wheat harvest is over, then take the two of them to the county seat."
"If you don't tell me, hurry up and wrap up the hemp rope. It will be convenient for tying things up when the time comes. The soles of these shoes have been dried recently, and they will help me make two more pairs of shoes. Otherwise, Mai Hua Niang will arrive by then. In the county town, one person has to run a household, and he can’t take care of it.”
"That's true, the county town is no better than our village. You have to worry more about everything and make more arrangements." Mrs. Liu agreed, "It's summer, the weather is very hot, and the yard in the county town is probably not as bright as ours. It's probably going to be very hot, so I'll ask Youcheng to weave some bamboo mats and bamboo mats, and take them with us when the time comes, so that we can keep cool while sleeping in them at night."
"Thank you, Auntie." Mrs. Fang thanked her.
"Why are you being polite to Auntie?" Mrs. Liu laughed straightly, "Don't be too frugal when you go to the county town, and don't be reluctant to eat and drink. Chunshi earns a lot now, and our family has a strong foundation. We don't care about this. When the time comes, Xiaoxia He and Jingyun often go to the county to deliver goods. If you need to carry things back and forth, tell them..."
Ms. Liu has a good relationship with her family. She is an aunt, no different than a half-mother.
Mrs. Fang knew that Mr. Liu also felt sorry for her and Jiang Chunshi, so they all smiled and agreed.
When Mrs. Liu went back in the evening, she told Jiang Youcheng about this matter.
"It's not easy to buy a home in the county. You'll be thinking about it later and help." Ms. Liu reminded me again.
"Yeah." Jiang Youcheng agreed wholeheartedly, and was going to follow Liu's instructions and have the workshop weave some household bamboo baskets, bamboo baskets, and bamboo slaves for summer cooling in the next few days. When delivering goods to the county town, send them there in advance.
By the way, Jiang Michia and Song Jingyun will also be asked to take a look at what is still missing and help them buy things together.
After talking to Mr. Liu for a long time, Jiang Youcheng felt very sleepy and lay down to sleep.
Holding a bamboo slave in his arms.
Needless to say, my daughter is very powerful. She changed the ordinary long-shaped bamboo slave into this kind of vase-like shape, which makes it more comfortable to hold, and her arms don't feel too heavy.
Jiang Youcheng smacked his lips in satisfaction and simply crossed his legs.
This bamboo slave feels cooler than before.
Even my back feels chilly...
Um?
Is it cold behind you?
Jiang Youcheng cleverly sat up and looked at Mr. Liu who was gouging out his eyes, "What's wrong, madam?"
Mrs. Liu's lips moved several times, but she finally swallowed her words and lay down quietly, "It's okay, go to sleep."
"Oh." Jiang Youcheng felt a little confused, scratched his head in confusion, and then lay down to sleep.
He still hugged the bamboo slave next to him tightly.
It seems cooler behind me...
Here, Jiang Michia is also holding a bamboo slave, sleeping happily.
I even kept sighing that the wisdom of ancient people was really powerful.
Weaving bamboo into a long tube and hollow shape not only takes advantage of the cooling characteristics of bamboo itself, but also makes it easier for the air to circulate, which can cool down and prevent heatstroke.
In this era without air conditioners or electric fans, sleeping with such a bamboo slave in your arms at night couldn't be more wonderful.
No wonder Bamboo Slave has a unique name, Mrs. Bamboo.
This is a cutie that I really want to take home.
Jiang Michia patted the bamboo slave in her arms with satisfaction and hugged him tighter.
Song Jingyun's eyes became slightly resentful.
The lady hugged the bamboo slave, but stopped hugging him.
Otherwise, consider making up a bamboo slave that is big enough and can go in and out, and put him in it?
In this way, if the lady hugs the bamboo slave, it is equivalent to hugging him.
Well, that's a good idea...
Song Jingyun thought this was a solution, so after breakfast the next morning, he went to the bamboo weaving workshop early and started working.
Seeing Song Jingyun busy holding so many pieces of good bamboo strips, the apprentices were also a little curious, so they took a look to see if he was going to make new ones.
After watching for a while, he realized that what Song Jingyun had made up was just a bamboo slave, and then he dispersed and continued his work.
"Master, if you want a bamboo slave, I will make one for you." said an apprentice.
They had all seen Song Jingyun's skills in weaving bamboo products, admired them from the bottom of their hearts, and had been taught by him, so no matter who were older than Song Jingyun or older than him, they all respectfully called him master.
"It's okay, I'll do it myself."
He has to make things for his wife to hold.
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The Bamboo Slave, also known as the Bamboo Lady, is a magical tool used by ancient people to enjoy the coolness. They hold it to sleep at night to cool down and relieve the heat. People who cannot afford the Bamboo Lady will choose to sleep with a winter melon in the summer.
To be honest, I didn’t expect to hold winter melon in my arms...
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