Savage Fortune Little Landlord

Chapter 60 Make a Pillow
With the lessons learned from pottery, although I think this straw mat is really simple, Hong Li dare not be careless.

So, after weaving two laps back and forth but no accident happened, Hong Li couldn't believe it: "A Que, I actually did a very good weave!"

"It's pretty good." After taking the hay that Aunt Hongli was pinching, Xia Weiwei continued.

Staring at Xia Weiwei for a few seconds, Hong Li stood up: "I'll go and pull some grass."

Opened his mouth, Xia Weiwei didn't say anything here.

She worked so hard for everyone's self-awareness, and Aunt Qingmei offended people so much for everyone's self-consciousness.

"Actually, you can use ordinary hay for practice."

There are quite a few piles of ordinary hay around the fire.

This would not have to be collected at all.

"This straw mat is mainly difficult to make at the beginning. If Aunt Hongli figured out the beginning, she can weave straw mats at any time."

Xia Weiwei's words are equivalent to blatantly saying, I'm here to watch you, you can figure out the beginning first, then I won't be here, you can do whatever you want.

"...Then let me show you."

Facts have proved that the Mingcao mat is really difficult to open. Aunt Hongli made it up and down more than a dozen times before she finally became familiar with it.

"Actually, we can use this grass as well. Put it on the bottom and spread a small layer of soft grass on top."

If you want to make do with it, why not?

It doesn't matter if you don't spread soft velvet grass on it, but it's just more prickly.

After finishing the work in hand, Xia Weiwei nodded solemnly: "Yes."

"Then I will use this straw to weave a piece?"

"Anyway, idle is idle."

The two hit it off right away, Aunt Hongli immediately handed over the straw weaving in her hand to Xia Weiwei.

Seeing that it was getting late, Xia Weiwei gave up the idea of ​​pulling some grass to weave, and helped Aunt Hongli arrange the hay when Aunt Hongli brought more hay.

Seeing that the number of straw mats was enough, Xia Weiwei turned his head and fiddled with soft velvet grass again.

"Ah Que?" Out of the corner of his eye, he saw Xia Weiwei got half of the straw pillow, and Hong Li stopped curiously: "How do you do this..."

Not only thick, but also narrow.

It is estimated that the newborns in Huangtao's family are not enough to lie down.

Raising her head slightly, Xia Weiwei said without hesitation: "I'll make a straw pillow."

"Straw pillow?" What is that?
Xia Weiwei: "..."

Primitives don't use pillows, and if she wants to explain how to sleep on the head, I'm afraid it will make people think she's boring.

As for her, it may be that her soul is too stubborn in remembering certain things, which caused her to always feel that her head is heavy when she wakes up these days, and she needs a pillow.

After thinking about it, Xia Weiwei said nonchalantly: "It's for shoulders. I always push my head on my head when I sleep, and put something against my shoulders. Maybe it won't be like that."

Sleep kicking is not just a child's patent. Hearing Xia Weiwei's words, Aunt Hongli became excited: "You try Kaka first, and if it works, you tell me, I will make two Kaka too."

"···it is good."

Not sleeping on a pillow will cause the physiological curvature of the cervical spine to straighten, and even the arch of the cervical spine will appear.It is easy to cause muscle spasms, congestion, and edema in the neck and shoulders, forming aseptic inflammation, resulting in neck and shoulder pain, and muscle tightness and stiffness.

If possible, it is also good to add a habit of sleeping on pillows.

Both of them have something in their hands, so after talking, the two of them will make it up by themselves.

Dang Xia Wei Wei made up the pillow, and Aunt Hong Li still had a third of it. Dang Xia Wei Wei went to the Huangtao mother and daughter's tent to borrow a fire and cooked the lotus root, the first piece of grass in Hong Li's life. Pad preparation is complete.

When everyone came in, Xia Weiwei was carrying the bowl, and Aunt Hongli was carrying the straw mat for Xia Weiwei to check.

Stretching out her hands to check the corners, Xia Weiwei gave her absolute affirmation: "Auntie Hongli did a good job finishing it."

"I also think it's well done." Showing eight teeth, Hong Li turned around proudly: "Everyone, come and have a look at the straw mat I made."

"You made it up? It's true!" Everyone exclaimed in unison, completely ignoring the last two words that Hong Li uttered.

Since Hong Li said that she made it up, of course it is true or not, and she would be subconscious to ask such a question.

Grandpa Kezi said that weaving was too difficult, but luckily that kid A Que was kind and willing to help them.

In the end, while the words were still ringing in his ears, Hongli compiled something.

Does this surprise them?
"Uncle Kezi?"

"Don't get excited, listen to Hong Li." He motioned everyone to be calm, and he looked at Hong Li, waiting for Hong Li to give a reasonable explanation.

After Hongli went out to tell Grandpa Kezi that Xia Weiwei was wearing a strange outfit, she also listened to everyone's opinions, and then left with Grandpa Kezi, so she knew exactly what everyone was excited about.

Suddenly, she was a little embarrassed.

Lifting the straw mat in her hand, she said softly, "The only thing I have learned is the straw mat."

"Straw mat!"

Everyone is at a loss?

Isn't it all made up?

Grandpa Kezi was a little disappointed.

He said it!
Turning his eyes, he reached out and pulled the straw mat at the same time.

"Looks like it's doing really well."

The corners of Hong Li's mouth couldn't help but curl up: "A Que said you did a good job."

After thinking about it, Grandpa Kezi said: "Tomorrow morning, ask the children to pull some soft velvet grass for you and put it next to the tent. You can weave it when you have time. Of course, the mother and daughter of Huangtao are the most important."

"Uncle Kezi, I know." Hong Li nodded.

She will never forget what her responsibilities are.

Both Hong Li and Grandpa Kezi felt that it would be good to make straw bedding while taking care of Huang Tao's mother and daughter.

The other people who didn't know that straw mats and grass clothes were completely different things, when they heard the conversation between the two, their expressions were not very good.

"Uncle Kezi, didn't you say that we don't need to make straw mats now?"

"That's right, Uncle Kezi, didn't you say that our grass bed is pretty good? If so, let Hong Li weave the grass clothes."

"Yes, yes, although Aunt Hong Li also weaves grass clothes, A Que has less time to help us, but after all, the more we gain, the better."

"Grandpa Kezi, Ah Que is very sensible and won't blame us."

After all, everyone still hopes to catch more fish.

Subconsciously, I still have some opinions on the matter of exchanging jobs.

With a flash in his eyes, Grandpa Kezi put down the straw mat: "Actually, this grass coat is not very warm. Or, we can wait until the swans come to make plans? With red plums together, Heishi will still have to delay for a few days."

"Uncle Kezi, straw mats and straw clothes are completely different things. I'm not sure at all." Hong Li was terrified. She had been making this straw mat for a long time at the beginning, let alone such a complicated straw cloth.

She didn't dare to think too much, did she?
Xindao Hongli is still a little self-aware, not to mention that she said well, Grandpa Kezi showed a troubled expression: "This is troublesome, it seems that it is better not to make this grass coat first."

"Anyway, we didn't wear straw clothes before, and the weather is not too cold anyway."

"..."

The crowd fell silent.

How can we not do it first?

Where is it not cold?
"No, Uncle Kezi, how can I not do this..."

"Grandpa Kezi, isn't that a deal?"

"Why did Uncle Kezi say this suddenly?"

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(End of this chapter)