I went ashore by weaving straw shoes and became a master craftsman

Chapter 111

There is no ban on the Lantern Festival. After tonight, all order must return to normal.The firecrackers that every household was reluctant to light were all carried to the side of the road tonight.

The sound of "popping, bursting" is sometimes near and sometimes far away, and the closest ones are from my family and Zhang Hu.Wang Weng, Erlang, Wang He, and Wang Peng were all outside, and Shu Erlang and A Peng laughed the loudest, which could be heard inside the room.

In the main room, Wang Ge and Wang Yun were sitting across the desk, one was concentrating on carving, and the other was reciting seriously.The two oil lamps should not be wasted. Jia Yu and Wang Shu sat at the two ends, the old man sewed gloves, and Ah Shu sewed clothes for my father.Tomorrow, I will go to Weiting. After that, I will open up wasteland, build houses, plant land, and clean. Gloves are the most expensive thing.

Wang Dalang lay back to side, blocking the candlelight, and patted Wang Ai one after another to lull the child to sleep.Strange to say, this child Aai doesn't bother anyone, so he is willing to follow his uncle.

"Huh." As soon as Wang Ge blew the sawdust, the tiger's head immediately tilted back, and the small buttocks sat down, avoiding the sawdust hitting his face, and then approached the oil lamp.

"Zi said, quick and eager to learn, don't be ashamed to ask..."

"call!"

"Ji Wenzi think twice..."

"Hoo, hoo."

"Son said..."

"call."

Wang Yun simply moved over and sat next to Sister-in-law, watching her knead the knife tightly and use the tip of the knife to goug out a semi-circular wooden utensil that looked like a small bowl.

The smooth shape of the "small bowl" is actually very difficult to carve. I don't have any tools at home, so I can use whichever works.After the rough arc comes out, it depends on the polishing process.In the previous life, some carpenters who claimed to inherit traditional carving used a variety of knives, especially electric polishing and other instruments. These are different from the traditional craftsmanship of the Wang Nanxing family.

What is tradition?Even someone like Wang Ge, throwing it into the crude conditions, can be used for anything, and it is guaranteed to be meticulously crafted, and there will never be the slightest impetuosity.

This is the real inheritance of traditional skills.

Gouging out the inner wall of the "wooden bowl" requires constant effort. If one place is thinned, the entire inner wall structure must be thinned.

"Huh." She blew on the sawdust again, only to find that Adi was sitting over.

She reminded: "Don't get too close to me." Continue to carve.

Wang Yun pursed her lips and went around to the old mother. Jia Ru put down the needle and asked softly, "What's wrong?"

The little guy felt uncomfortable, and knew he couldn't quarrel with Wang Ge, so he complained quietly: "My sister has other little tigers outside, so ignore me, hmph."

Jia Yu didn't want to quarrel with Wang Ge, so she pulled her grandson to sit far away, and persuaded her with a smile: "The little tigers outside all have their own homes. The two little tigers in our family will always return to the same home."

However, this could not coax Wang Yun, he thought: Sister will marry in the future, and when she is married, can he still be by her side?
As soon as he sniffed, sadness came from it, the more he thought about it, the sadder he became, he didn't want to be sensible anymore!With tears on his face, he came to Wang Ge and sobbed hard.Sister, look at me quickly, don't watch the tears fall.

"Ah, what's wrong with the tiger's head?" Wang Ge put down the knife and wood, and embraced Brother, afraid that he would touch it, and pushed the knife and carving knife away.

With just this one move, the little guy didn't feel so sad all of a sudden. "Sister, what are you engraving? Is that tiger so important? For him, you ignore me, and you will leave me again in the future."

"First of all, I want to make a small smoker cage that looks like a rolling lamp and won't turn over no matter how shaken. Secondly, I don't want to take care of you because I don't want to break my promise. Think about it, I'm a famous craftsman now, so I can count With a small reputation, how can you make a promise and break your promise? Right?"

"Humph."

"Oh, my sister finds that she is too busy, what should I do? Is Hutou willing to help my sister?"

"Yes! Hee hee." Wang Yun immediately rejoiced, and seemed more anxious than Wang Ge: "Sister, tell me, what do you want me to do?"

"Help me roast two small bamboo strips. The bamboo strips are very thin and short, so they are difficult to roast. The ones to be roasted should be bent into a circle and tied tightly with string. Can you do it?" Wang Ge gestured for the curvature with his fingers.

"It can be done. But sister, if you use such a small bamboo ring as a shaft and a small wooden bowl as a candle tray, it will be burned soon, right?"

Wang Ge smiled. "It's enough to see the truth through the small smoker cage I made. At that time, Xie's craftsman will definitely replace it with silver or copper. Xie is afraid of the cold, so if he can bring a small smoker cage with him, he doesn't have to do that." I'm sorry. Hutou will help sister, let's help another little tiger warm his claws, shall we?"

"Okay. I understand. My sister and I will help him together."

"Ah Shu, you come too, help me strip bamboo, and I will teach you to weave a nice little smoked cage."

"Hey."

Jia Yu gave a soft "tsk", moved back, and whispered to Da Lang: "Look at you girl, you have a small mouth, and you are fooling your brother and sister to work, Hutou and Ashu are still happy to follow you!" Like."

"Oh. Linghui, like her mother."

"Hey, the lady of Wei Hu's family, I heard that she is very hardworking, you really don't want to see her? Or do you want to delay it by two years for the sake of Hubao?"

"My son is not all for Hubao. Mother, my son is happy with Ah Wu, no matter whether he lives or dies, you know it."

Jia Yu recalled that when Wu was alive, she was neat, honest, and busy all day. Neighbor Hucun told him about marriage. But your third brother... Forget it, don't mention that unfilial idiot, no one is interested in him, it means that he is not blind."

Wang Dalang's sorrow of missing his dead wife was disturbed by his mother.

It's too cold outside.

After the firecrackers were burned out, Wang Erlang and his son put out the fire, poured buckets of water, and after careful pawing to confirm that there were no sparks, they covered with soil, stepped on it firmly, and then returned to the courtyard.

East wing.

"Apeng, come here." Wang Sanlang yelled, and Wang Peng ran over immediately.

"Father, I thought you were asleep."

"Come in." Wang Sanlang said as soon as he closed the door: "Give me the money distributed to you and Aai tomorrow morning. You are too young to take the money."

"I didn't take it, I gave it to my aunt, and I gave it to my uncle."

"Give it to her uncle? Why give it to her uncle?"

"Uncle is nice to Ah Ai."

Wang Sanlang squatted down, in the shadows, he smiled inexplicably, Wang Peng was quite scared. "During this period of time, I have been taking care of you brothers. Ah Peng, are you sad? Huh?"

"Father also went to see brother today?"

"Apeng. Ah Ai can go to Weiting, you stay and follow my father."

"But if I stay here, I won't be able to help Father, and I have to stay at home all day... I'm afraid."

"Don't be afraid. I will send you to your brother then, and he will watch you."

"Then I'll go and tell Daddy."

"Say it well, just say it's your own idea, and you don't want to be separated from Father."

"Well. I'll go and talk."

"Tomorrow morning, tomorrow morning, tomorrow morning, if you don't leave, if you cry, your elder father will allow you to accompany grandpa."

"Well. Father, I...I want to hug Father."

Wang Sanlang breathed a sigh of relief, hugged Erlang's small body, and let go as soon as he put it on: "Go quickly."

"Hey." Wang Peng turned around joyfully, his smile disappeared, and he was afraid of showing his face, so he walked faster and faster, ran into the main house, and opened the straw curtain.

"Sister Cong!" He stood behind Wang Ge, "Sister Cong, I, I am cold."

"Come." Wang Ge hugged him, wrapped him in a quilt, and told Wang Shu first, "Just make it up as I said just now, and ask me if you can't remember." Then she touched Wang Peng's small face, "So Liang, look at you, you don’t know Leng, hurry back to the house, firecrackers are so nice, don’t they? Do you have a headache? Huh? Hutou, quickly pour you a bowl of hot water for Brother Cong.”

"Not busy, Sister Cong. I have something to tell you...you can tell...but it scared me..." Wang Peng whispered to Wang Ge's ear and told what happened just now.

(End of this chapter)