Yi Chichi, a descendant of intangible cultural heritage embroidery, transmigrated into a small pitiful character of the same name and surname in the era.
Scumbag father and poisonous stepmoth...
Chapter 472: Not Even a Toy
He is very ambitious, and Yi Chichi can only wish him success in his heart.
"Have you finished your homework today?"
“I finished it during the small class.”
Qin Jiu took out the homework and handed it to her, "Aunt, do you want to check it?"
"Let me take a look!"
Yi Chichi took the homework book and looked through it carefully. There were not many mistakes, so he corrected them all.
That’s the word…
Looking at his handwriting that seemed to be flying, she asked with a headache, "What the hell are you practicing calligraphy for every day?"
The previous font was enchanting, and it exuded an enchanting aura no matter how you looked at it.
She is not a monster anymore, but she lets herself go too far.
Seeing that he looked guilty and didn't say anything, Yi Chichi stretched out his hand to him and said, "Let me see your hand."
Qin Jiu handed over his hand obediently. She took it and pinched it from the finger bones to the wrist bones, checking it over.
"Don't you know how to use wrist strength?"
Qin Jiu uttered an "ah" and asked in confusion, "How do you use wrist strength?"
Boy, I really don’t know how to do this.
When the old man and his men taught him calligraphy, didn’t they teach him how to use wrist strength correctly?
Yi Chichi was quite confused, so he pulled him over to ask, and got the answer that they had never taught him this.
She was speechless. "His handwriting is so beautiful that it seems to be flying up to the sky. Didn't you notice the problem?"
"All children have this problem."
Mr. Song said calmly, "You can teach him when he's older."
Yi Chichi, "??? How big is bigger?"
If I remember correctly, she started being taught how to use her wrist strength when she started learning to write large characters.
At that time, she seemed to have just turned four years old, and her little hands were soft, but she managed to develop wrist strength through practice.
Her grandfather said that she should practice this from a young age.
Why does Mr. Song say something different?
"I started practicing at the age of ten. At this age, children's wrist bones are already able to bear weight."
As soon as these words came out, Yi Chichi understood immediately, "You mean to directly increase Xiao Jiu's strength in one step."
“That’s how I got here.”
Looking up at her, the old man said, "If you have a way to help him practice calligraphy without hurting his bones, you can use yours."
Yi Chichi looked at his great aunt and asked, "What do you say?"
The old man was very decisive, "If you are sure, then go ahead."
So, Yi Chichi went up.
The method of training wrist strength is actually not difficult. After returning, Yi Chizhi taught him how to lift his wrist and use his elbow as a support point to gain leverage. This will make it easier to control the lines of the strokes, making the characters more beautiful.
Once you have practiced it well, you can start shaking your wrist, and then hanging your wrist.
Qin Jiu is now in the first stage and is not in a hurry.
Practice lifting your wrist first.
Rabbit meat for dinner.
Of the two rabbits hunted by Daju and his friends, Mother Wen stewed one after asking for their consent, and cut the remaining one into two halves. She gave them one half to eat raw, and boiled and dried the other half as a snack along with dried shrimps.
Qin Jiu looked at the two who were eating happily, and then looked at Wen Mu and Yi Chichi who were eating with relish. Finally, he swallowed the words that were about to come out of his mouth and buried his head in eating.
While eating, Wen's mother seemed to remember something and asked, "Did you bring the blueprints with you to the commune today?"
Yi Chichi had just put a piece of rabbit meat in his mouth, but when he heard the sound, he suddenly felt that the rabbit meat in his mouth was not fragrant anymore.
She chewed and chewed the meat and swallowed it, complaining, "Mom, can we talk about something happy?"
"That's definitely not possible. Since you've accepted this job, you have to do it well."
The implication is: It’s not a good idea to drag it on like this.
Qin Jiu also followed up with a sentence, "Auntie, the teacher said that today's work should be done today, and time is more precious than gold."
This means that she should not waste her time.
"Eat your meal."
Yi Chichi rolled his eyes at him, then turned to Wen's mother and said, "I'll start painting tonight and try to finish it all by tomorrow."
"Staying up late?"
"That can't be."
She wanted to endure it, but she didn't have the conditions.
Even if electricity is installed in Kaoshantun, it does not mean that there will be electricity every day.
After all, today's electricity resources are too tight.
Furthermore, electric light won’t work either.
If there is a power outage, we have to use kerosene lamps or other lighting.
Unfortunately, since the snow fell, the electricity in Kaoshan Village has been frozen and there has been no electricity for several days.
At night she uses a flashlight or candles for lighting.
Not suitable for work.
"I sketched out the design by flashlight and candlelight, and then made revisions and finalized it during the day."
When Wen's mother heard this, she felt relieved. "As long as you know your limits, that's all."
She was afraid that her daughter-in-law would damage her eyes due to rushing to work, but fortunately she knew her limits.
So, Yi Chichi, who was sensible, started to refine the design drawings the next day.
Liu Lan and the others, who had come to work with her with equipment and materials, saw her pausing to draw on paper. They couldn't help but lean over to take a look, then sat back down in frustration, sighing, "We're all human, why is there such a huge difference?"
Yi Chichi didn't even raise his head. "It's not difficult to draw these. If you are interested, you can try it."
"That's not difficult for you, but it's difficult for me."
Zhou Qiuyu complained with a look of resignation, "Back then, my neighbor's grandmother was a great painter. She could even use a small branch to create a beautiful painting in the mud. I envied her and tried to learn from her for a few days, and then..."
Here she paused.
But everyone knew that this person definitely had no talent.
As expected, she sighed deeply and said weakly, "The old lady scolded me for being useless."
This evaluation is quite sharp.
"How ugly is your painting?"
Liu Lan became curious, and Yi Chichi was not much better.
Wang Nan and the others even saluted her.
Zhou Qiuyu faced the various looks from the crowd calmly and said calmly, "The old lady said my paintings aren't even worth mentioning."
Thinking of the old lady's evaluation of her, she chuckled.
“To be honest, I don’t even recognize the things I draw.”
This is indeed a bit abstract.
I want to see how outrageous her paintings are.
In an instant, everyone's expectant eyes fell on Yi Chichi's face.
She curved her lips into a smile, took out a pen and paper, and handed it over, "Qiuyu, draw one for us to see."
"no problem."
Zhou Qiuyu was not afraid of embarrassment, so he readily took the paper and pen and borrowed Yi Chichi's desk.
Everyone gathered around to watch her paint. When the first stroke was made, Wang Nan exclaimed, "Wow, this line is really straight."
It is indeed straight, just like it was drawn with a ruler.
After the second stroke, Yi Chichi gave his evaluation.
"This semicircle is also beautifully drawn."
However, what is Zhou Qiuyu trying to do by drawing these two completely unrelated lines?
Could it be that you want to draw geometric shapes?
She thought her idea was bold enough, but she didn't expect the finished product Zhou Qiuyu drew to leave her stunned.
"What did you draw?"
"Eggs."
Zhou Qiuyu held up the paper for everyone to see, and asked, "Doesn't it look like it?"
The room was filled with silence, and Yi Chichi and the others' faces were a little distorted.
It's not just unlike anything, it's so abstract and distorted that they can't even tell what this unrecognizable mass is.
Anyway, in all their lives, they have never seen anyone's eggs look like this.