Mrs. Lian made dinner, and the family continued to go about their business after dinner. Su Laoer measured the size according to his daughter's request, broke some bamboo strips and asked his son to continue breaking them, while he began to weave the basket. You know that your daughter is for hatching chicks, and it doesn’t need to be beautiful or practical. He started working very quickly. In just over a quarter of an hour, a basket with a diameter of one meter and a height of 20 centimeters was ready.
Su Yu was watching from the side while Su Laoer was working, admiring his father very much. It's one thing to know it in memory, but it's another thing to see it with your own eyes. In the past, Su Laoer learned the craft from an old bamboo stripper for a few days, but he didn't expect his craftsmanship to be so good. A few bamboo sticks dangled in his hand, and a basket would be enough. If he worked hard in the modern era, he would definitely be an Internet celebrity or something.
"Dad, you have such good craftsmanship, why didn't you make it up and sell it in the town before?"
"What kind of craft is this? No one in the country can weave a basket. Most of the things that everyone knows how to do can't be sold at high prices in the town. If you are lucky, you can buy a few from that shop. There are also many basket sellers in the town. If you don’t make money and waste time, you can’t go to the dock to carry big bags. It’s easy to earn thirty coppers a day.”
Su Yu was silent. She had forgotten that most people in ancient times were industrious. If you think about it, it was indeed the case. Everyone in Wangjia Village could weave baskets, but the skills varied, but it didn't matter if they were used at home. nice.
"Dad, can you make me a bamboo cabinet when you have time? I'm not in a hurry. I'll wait until I finish all the things at home. Then I'll tell you what to make."
"Okay, once you finish all the work at home, dad will do it for you."
Su Laoer is also unambiguous, as long as his daughter is happy.
After Mrs. Lian finished cleaning up, she followed Su Sheng to break the bamboo strips. When she heard the conversation between father and daughter, she couldn't help but scolded Su Laoer.
"You, just spoil her."
Su Laoer smiled and quickly lowered his head to weave the basket in his hands.
Su Yu felt that he was just a light bulb, so he quickly picked up the two baskets he had woven and entered the house.
The newly weaved baskets are a little damp, but it doesn't matter much. On the way back from buying eggs today, I saw a piece of dry thatch on the side of the road. Su Yu went home and cut a big bundle with a sickle. Now he put it all in the house. He picked up a handful of thatch and started to rub it. After rubbing it for a while, his hands felt burning. When he looked down, he saw that his hands were all red.
Oddly enough, her skin is very white, and it doesn't look like she grew up in the countryside at all. It's just that she has been malnourished for a long time, and her white skin is yellowish, which makes her look inconspicuous.
well! It would be nice to have gloves.
After kneading half a bundle of thatch, his hands were scratched several times by the thatch. Su Yu didn't care and spread a thick layer of thatch in the basket. Put the eggs one by one in the basket, and spread a layer of thatch on top.
Mrs. Lian opened the door with her feet and took a bamboo basket in each hand. When she saw that there was no kneaded thatch on the ground, she didn't care about anything else. She took her daughter's hand and saw that it was exactly what he thought.
"Fish, your hands."
Su Yu quickly withdrew his hand.
"It's just a few small cuts, it's okay, Mom."
Lian's eyes were red and her voice was much higher than usual.
"Why is it okay? Don't do the rest and leave it to mother."
"I'm really fine."
"You're still trying to be brave. Your hands can't do rough work. My mother's skin is rough and her flesh is thick, so she's not afraid of hurting her hands."
No wonder Mrs. Lian was nervous. When she was at the old house, Su Yu only had to do work that required her hands to do, and she couldn't look at it with both hands. She looked miserable, so even Mrs. Su only let her do light work. This was not because he felt sorry for Su Yu, but because he was afraid of the gossip in the village.
Su Yu explained for a long time but Lian didn't listen and didn't ask for Su Yu's instructions. She picked up the thatch and started kneading it.
"You go and do other things, and my mother will do the rest."
After arguing for a long time, Su Yu had to give up. It was the first time he saw his mother's tough side. Her heart warmed and she couldn't help but step forward and hug Lian.
"Mom, you are so good to your daughter."
"Silly girl, you are my daughter. If your mother is not good to you, who will be good to you? Okay, don't be lazy and get to work quickly. Don't go to bed until you finish your work today."
Su Yu giggled and went to stack the eggs. This work didn't take any time at all. After the baskets were weaved and with Lian's help kneading the thatch, Su Yu was done.
The floor of the room was covered with baskets. The room was already small. Apart from the walking path, there was only enough space for Su Yu to lie down and sleep in the innermost part of the room. It was difficult to even turn over.
The basket must be covered with cotton wool or a quilt. Their family does not have many cotton batting or quilts for each person. Instead, they take out their own cotton wool and cover it on the basket, leaving a quilt to cover half of it, but only one bed of cotton wool is covered. Two baskets, at least three for the next six baskets.
"Brother, please take out your cotton wool and let me use it for a few days, and then I will return it to you."
Su Sheng responded and went back to his room, took the cotton wool and handed it to Su Yu. Lian was working with her daughter, so she naturally knew what her daughter was struggling with, so she went back to the house and brought all the cotton wool and quilt.
"Here, cover the basket."
"Mom, this can't work! Bring all the quilts and cotton wool. How can you and Dad sleep at night?"
"It's not cold now. We still have two straw mats at home. Your father and I can use them to cover them. We can just take out the clothes at home and cover them."
"I will keep the cotton wool and take the quilt back. I will cover the remaining two baskets with old clothes. If either you or dad catch a cold, it will be a huge expense to ask the doctor for medicine, which is not worth it."
Mrs. Lian hesitated and didn't insist.
It was getting late now, and several members of the Su family took a rest, but unknown to the rest of the Su family, Su Yu slept for less than two hours and spent the whole night turning eggs and duck eggs. The total number of chicken and duck eggs was There are more than 700, including 410 duck eggs and 320 chicken eggs. After one night, my hands are sore. Su Yu misses the modern insulation room very much. There is no need for such trouble at all. He only needs to put the eggs in. Just on the eggshell, but just thinking about it, I still have to do it.
When Su Yu woke up early the next morning, he was obviously in low spirits.
"Yu'er, what's wrong with you? Didn't you sleep well last night?"
"Mom, I'm fine, I just flipped the eggs for a while."
"You kid, why didn't you tell mother that you have to turn the eggs at night? No, you can go to bed immediately after eating. You don't have to get up tonight, mother will do it."
"Mom, I have to do this. You have to sense the temperature and you can turn it over when it reaches a certain level. I can't explain this to you. It's a bit troublesome."
Mrs. Lian calmed down after hearing this. It wasn't that she didn't feel sorry for her daughter, but when her daughter said this, she was afraid that she would make a mistake. These eggs were all their family's property.
