Lingquan Space: The group pet, the little lucky girl, is busy with the sea and farming

Chapter 123 Weaving Bamboo Mats

He squeezed Li Zhi's mouth, but he just felt that Su Genquan was overjoyed.He pulled away his hand, patted it, and said affectionately: "That's Master Nangong. You've developed!"

At this time, Su Genquan thought that everything was over.He squeezed out a smile that was worse than crying, and answered Li Zhi: "Yes, it is developed."

I don't know how Qingxian told Jiang Yunyi.When Xu Xiumei brought breakfast, Mrs. Jiang said that she would not have to cook alone in the future.What the Su family eats, the Jiang family eats.

Xu Xiumei has been here for a few days, and he is very familiar with Jiang's wife.Seeing that she looked thinner than when she first came here, he couldn't help but suggest: "People can't die and come back to life. People who are alive can't always think about the past, but think about their children."

Mrs. Jiang didn't expect her to say that.After a pause, she smiled softly again. "I didn't know how to greet you for many days. My sisters call me Mingyue. You should call me that in the future."

Xu Xiumei knew that meant being close to her, and she was not being polite. "I'm older than you. My sisters call me Xiumei. I'll call you sister from now on."

"Sister Mei." Mrs. Jiang was born beautiful, and the rough clothes and wooden hairpins did not affect her natural beauty.She stepped forward and grabbed Xu Xiumei's arm. "If sister is fine today, please come to my house. I used to seldom work in the kitchen, and now I have to study."

Seeing that she was already the mother of a teenager, and she was still acting like a little girl, Xu Xiumei knew that Mingyue was very much loved at home, and the way she held her in her arms reminded Xu Xiumei of her little sister.She approached her again and patted Mingyue's hand, Xu Xiumei agreed.

In the Su family's yard, Yunman's summer bed is almost finished.

In the morning, Su Genliang went to collect fish cages and make bamboo strips in the yard.This is a manual job.Nangong Qingxian could only stand by and watch.

Su Genliang scraped off the protruding bamboo joints, broke two or three or four on the head, and then sandwiched the two bamboo pieces into a cross shape.He was holding a hatchet and knocking on the bamboo.It looks like it's taking a lot of weight.In fact, if the force on the bamboo is uneven, it is easy to crack and become uneven, which will waste raw materials.

Then, the broken bamboo pieces will be snapped to the required width.At this time, what tests him is his eyesight and hand skills.Su Genliang is a veteran.He can do it fast and well.The momentum is like a bamboo to describe his state at this time.

This time the bamboo strips he broke were a little wider, but they all looked about the same width.He held a row of bamboo strips in his hand and trimmed it very sharp.

He folded two or three bamboos into a row, placed one horizontally and pressed the other vertically.After several rounds, a small bamboo net was woven.Seeing his hands flying in the air, he pressed the remaining bamboo strips in, and soon the bamboo mat appeared.

Su Genliang also makes some gadgets in normal times.For example, he makes bamboo baskets and bamboo baskets at home.This was the first time Su Yunman saw him make such a big one.Su Genliang's hands seem to have magical powers.There is an unexplainable rhythm between lifting weights and pressing.Su Yunman couldn't take her eyes off.

Su Genliang made the mat in the time of a cup of tea.He adjusted the spacing.Nangong Qingxian was very discerning, dragging the bamboo frame he made last night.

Bamboo burnt last night is surrounded by short sections on the shelf to make a bed edge without scratching hands.The bed surface of the bamboo bed frame is made of bamboo with a slope of two.

(End of this chapter)