Savage Fortune Little Landlord

Chapter 56
Xia Weiwei didn't know what Qingmei told everyone, and she didn't try to guess what everyone thought after what Qingmei said.

On the way, she broke a few fresh branches. When she reached the water's edge, she lit a fire to boil the lotus root with oil residue and then began to scrape it.

Dry sticks are not easy to sharpen, and wet sticks do not affect her operation.

Naturally, she chose to do it herself without asking for help.

Not knowing if she could make it with sticks, Xia Weiwei stopped after cutting out two wooden sticks one after another. At this time, the water in the pot boiled, and the lotus root slices were overwhelmed.

Xinxia Weiwei started to eat the lotus root just after it was over, and when the lotus root was ripe and soft, she was already full.

Looking at the few lotus root slices left, Xia Weiwei put the pot aside, planning to eat the rest before going in later.

Eat enough today, eat some oil residue tomorrow morning, just eat two joints of raw lotus root, no need to waste time cooking.

With no other distractions, Xia Weiwei tidied up the soft velvet grass, and started rubbing the untidy grass leaves into bundles.

The soft velvet grass is slender and soft, and it is rubbed very quickly, and a big ball is caught in the knees of the knees.

Because she has only seen knitting in short videos, Xia Weiwei began to fiddle with it after making such a ball.

However, what seemed so simple in the short video didn't mean that in her hands.

No matter what she did, she couldn't get the desired result, Xia Weiwei was a little frustrated for a while, staring at the wooden stick and straw rope in her hand, she didn't know what to do.

After a long time, she let out a sigh, and put down the wooden stick and straw rope.

Xia Weiwei thought that Huangtao's mother and daughter's straw bed had to be paved every day, and it would be much more convenient to have a straw mat, so she made a straw mat.

Before there was no spring bed, people in the village used straw mats to make their beds, but in order to minimize the family's expenses, everyone used to do it by themselves.

Different from the knitting that she saw unexpectedly, straw mats, she also made it with her grandma in the summer before college.

Now, not to mention the technique of weaving straw mats is still very familiar, at least she still remembers the steps.

Unlike the previous at a loss, this time, although Xia Weiwei's movements were slow, she did it in an orderly manner, whether it was starting or adding grass. After a while, the 1.5-meter-long grass rope under her feet expanded to the width of her palm. .

When Grandpa Kezi arrived, Xia Weiwei was concentrating on weaving. Seeing her fingertips quickly binding the messy hay, he stood up and watched out of curiosity.

Turning around the straw, Xia Weiwei reached out to grab the straw.

Seeing that she couldn't hook, Grandpa Kezi bent down silently to help.

"scare!!!"

"..."

The four eyes met, and the grandfather who grabbed the hay was speechless.

Xia Weiwei was speechless when she turned around but was startled by the figure beside her.

"What are you doing?" Grandpa Kezi knelt down and handed out the hay in his hand.

Xia Weiwei, who felt at ease the moment he saw the figure clearly, took it naturally: "I want to weave a straw mat for Aunt Huang Tao and her daughter."

"Straw mat?" What's that?
Grandpa Kezi's eyes fell on Xia Weiwei's so-called straw mat.

She clicked her chin, indicating that the straw mat was it, Xia Weiwei explained: "It's troublesome to carry scattered hay around, this straw mat is not only easy to move but also easier to sleep on."

The things Xia Weiwei makes are already in one piece. When she said this, Grandpa Kezi understood its usefulness.

Suddenly, there are stars in his eyes.

"This straw mat is a good thing."

"Yeah." Xia Weiwei also thought it was very good.

It's so much better than rolling around twice on dry grass that you don't know where it's going.

Thoughts were running through her mind, she asked, "Grandpa Kezi, are you here for business?"

Looking up, Grandpa Kezi and Xia Weiwei looked at each other, bluntly: "You should know why I'm here."

"Grandpa Kezi thinks, Aunt Qingmei is serious?" She lowered her head and continued to add hay.

"No, what Qingmei said is right." The children are also working hard to survive, and they have no reason to occupy the children's time. These days, they have ignored this point: "That thing is very useful, we decided to make it, you Look, can it be like this, I will let Heishi do the things on your side, and you can teach us."

Grandpa Kezi didn't have much trouble with Xia Weiwei's willingness to teach them how to make a scooter, and he didn't think too much about how she came up with the scooter.

Xia Weiwei pushed the cart over, isn't her wish obvious?It doesn't matter whether she thought it up by herself or "saw" it in a dream, the important thing is that this thing appeared in front of everyone.

So, he only asked Xia Weiwei if he could change jobs with them.

As for Xia Weiwei, once she heard Grandpa Kezi's words, she knew that Aunt Qingmei helped her win this battle.

"I'll teach you tonight. If you can learn it, you don't need to help out. If you can't learn it, I can do it for you. Then do as you said." The distance from the tribe must be maintained at a level that is neither too far nor too close.

Obviously, Xia Weiwei's words were not in Grandpa Kezi's plan. Hearing what she said, Grandpa Kezi was silent for a long time.

After that, he said sadly: "Ah Que, you have to add hay to every fire. If we continue when we know we are taking advantage of you, then this tribe is not worthy of your protection."

Grandpa Kezi's words really surprised Xia Weiwei.

He is undoubtedly telling her that she and the tribe are using each other, and they should be clear about each other.

With a slight twinkle in her eyes, she said: "As long as I teach you, Brother Heishi can help me as long as it takes."

"... Got it." No one took advantage of anyone: "How long will this take?"

"Have you finished harvesting your fish?"

"If you can go there immediately, the remaining fish baskets will not be collected."

Without an immediate answer, Xia Weiwei just speeded up his movements, and then stood up to tidy up after weaving the added hay.

"Ah Que is here?"

"Ah Que is here?"

Seeing Xia Weiwei again, the women's faces were obviously embarrassed, and the greetings were as dry as they wanted.

As if he didn't see how uncomfortable everyone was when they faced him, Xia smiled slightly and nodded one by one.

"A Que, everyone doesn't mean to take your time, so don't argue with everyone." Ada said softly.

I'm afraid the air will suddenly be quiet.

The stiff smiles on the women's faces cracked.

Xia Weiwei: What do you mean she cares about everyone?The one who cares is obviously Qingmei's mother.

If there is any water, just pour it on her directly, and you are not afraid of splashing yourself.

With a smile on her face, Xia Weiwei replied carelessly: "Don't worry, Dad, I don't care."

"It's fine if you don't care about it." He stretched out his hand and rubbed the top of the child's head, and Ah Da acted so that I was relieved: "We, Ah Que, are so powerful, we want to get such things."

"Hehe~~" Xia Weiwei smirked proudly, "I also think I'm pretty good."

Opening his mouth, Ah Da wanted to say something, but Grandpa Kezi arranged loudly before he could speak: "Let's put down the things in hand first, let's learn from Ah Que first."

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(End of this chapter)