Chapter 24 Making Bedding

Style: Romance Author: Fly a big planeWords: 2341Update Time: 24/01/18 09:09:10
When I got home, I first moved my little bed into the space.

And then there's that closet in the corner.

There were some spider webs on the room, and there was a lot of old dust under the original bed.

When I got outside the door, I brought an old small shovel. The old dust had turned into a thick layer of dirt.

Ma Teng felt that this was not the solution.

I was wondering if I could use the space, but it was still a bit difficult.

If one control is not good, the floor tiles will be useless.

Let's use a shovel. It took more than an hour to shovel all the ground in this house.

OK, the floor tiles underneath are intact.

Ma Teng nodded with satisfaction. After finishing all this, he found a place where he would not be pressed down and put the big bed out.

It is indeed big enough, my room is about 3 meters, and once the bed is put out, it takes up more than half of it.

My original small bed was only 1.2 meters at most, but this big bed looked comfortable.

At that time, the entire fireplace and windows here will be replaced and installed into double or triple layers, which are absolutely insulated.

If people of this era don't know how to do it, then teach them yourself.

But when I took out the big bed, I discovered another problem, that is, the quilt for making the bed is not that wide. Okay, it doesn't matter. If you don't have one, just make it yourself.

Ma Teng discovered that doing crafts in space is much better than doing it outside.

In my small house, there are several quilts left by my parents, all of which are more than ten years old.

Even if I think about it, it's not like this.

Clean up that small room first.

It wasn't tidied up yet, so Ma Teng went to the small room again.

More than 20 large boxes filled the room.

Ma Teng released his spiritual consciousness and put it all into the space.

The boxes are all opened in space.

Pieces of clothes appeared in the space, including his mother's, his father's, old black and white photos, and an old bedsheet, all wrapped together. Ma Teng planned to leave these in the space, at least the photos It can be stored in space forever.

I don’t know where this space is connected.

After the clothes were put away, the next thing was my parents' sundries, a pile of newspapers, books, various notebooks, and some pens.

My parents were not just a couple from the countryside who came to the city to escape poverty, as they appeared.

Otherwise, this beautiful handwriting explains everything.

Ma Teng opened a notebook. The words in it were written by his parents. The words were clear and powerful, not sloppy at all.

Unlike some people who write words that even they themselves cannot understand what they write.

All these things were put into a box, and there was space. All that was left were some bedding.

Maarten threw them together with his own beds.

I'll clean it up later.

Because Ma Teng discovered something good.

There is not only the knife left by my father here.

There is a small box at the bottom of the big box, and there is an M1900 inside.

M1900, if you don’t know this gun, you can take a look at Xiaobing Zhang Ga.

This gun can be said to have been used throughout the entire history of the country.

The gun is covered with foreign markings. At first glance, it looks like it is not a domestic product with a colorful mouth. I don’t know who is so arrogant. There are two paper boxes next to the gun.

It was full of bullets, including 100 rounds, as well as a small iron box with grease inside, and a cloth that looked like a gun cleaning cloth.

Well, Ma Teng admitted that he was moved.

In this era, maybe no one cares about this gun. Maybe it means that it should be a relic of the martyrs, sealed together, and then handed over to me.

You're welcome to take it upon yourself, the gun is obviously well maintained and protected by a thick layer of oil.

Ma Teng thought for a while, he didn't need it, he could solve 99% of the problems by himself with a knife.

Put it away first, and when the time comes, find an opportunity to slowly become familiar with how to operate this gun.

Neither the original nor the later Ma Teng had the chance to touch a gun, let alone the later generations who had to check the age of three generations to buy a kitchen knife.

After the excitement passed, Ma Teng put the gun back into the box. Throw it aside.

Not much else.

As for money, during the years when I was in school, it was probably the money left by my parents, and even if it wasn't enough, it was all funded by my uncles and uncles.

A thought and two scissors cut all the seams on a pile of quilts.

These removed rags might still be useful, so Ma Teng put them aside.

Thinking about how I played with the cotton when I was a child, I started to pick it up in the space. Some of the dust was thrown away, leaving the cotton batting, which was very fluffy.

Look at these, they are enough to make a very thick mattress, and it will definitely be comfortable to lie on.

The big bed was brought in again.

Cut the white fabric according to the size of the bed.

First make the mattress.

Ma Teng discovered that in space, there is no need to thread the thread on the needle.

Pulling the thread with your mind is as easy as using a drill.

Moreover, the stitches are hidden and the stitches are as dense as you can imagine.

A mattress can be made in minutes. Wherever the mind is, as long as the consciousness is operated well, it is very fast.

The quilts also had the same remaining cotton, and Ma Teng made four quilts.

One bed has only a thin layer of cotton, one is slightly thicker, and another is thicker. The last bed is as thick as the first three combined.

I made 5 pillows out of the excess, ahem...don't ask why I made so many, the excess cotton just made so many.

I guess it won't be cold in winter.

Thinking about winters in previous years, Ma Teng was shivering now.

More than 20 degrees below zero.

What a concept that is.

After finishing the quilt, I made three quilt covers according to the size, and also made some more pillow cases. .

Ma Teng loves to be clean, and this Ma Teng is not the other Ma Teng.

The bed was put out and two wooden boxes were placed upside down beside the bed, which smelled like a bedside table.

On the other side, the boxes were stacked like this, just like a wall blocking the bed.

The quilt is stuffed on top and the clothes are placed underneath.

Ma Teng nodded with satisfaction, looking at everything that was done.

Very warm and fulfilling.

Then get some flowers to decorate the house, it will be absolutely beautiful.

If it hadn't been noon now, Ma Teng would have really wanted to take off his clothes and get into bed to feel it.

But when the coal delivery guy comes, take the quilt out to dry in the sun and let it get some of the smell of the sun, then sleeping will be even more beautiful.

It was already past one o'clock at this time. Ma Teng didn't cook, so he took out a sesame seed cake with mixed ingredients and started eating it.

I took the sesame cakes to the yard and looked at this small briquette house built by someone who didn't know who had built it. I felt a little chilly.

Cover it with spiritual consciousness and put it away directly.

There are more than 90 briquettes inside.

Ma Teng started planning according to this corner, and a space about one and two meters wide was planned.

The base is made of old city bricks, the top is the original bricks, and the baffles are still the original wooden boards.

We are planning a shed here to store firewood, and further over here is a chicken coop.