Chapter 97 The Wisdom of the Ancients

But the matter was quickly resolved.

Because Jiang Chunshi made a small wooden horse for Jiang Maihua.

The bottom of the wooden horse is like a crescent moon, and it can rock back and forth but will not fall down.

The horse head part was made according to the pattern drawn by Jiang Mixia. It is a cartoon image with simple lines, and two handles were added on both sides for Jiang Maihua to hold on to.

In the entire Jiangjia Village, only Jiang Maihua has such a Trojan horse.

Jiang Maihua was so happy that every day she either rode the merry-go-round or called her friends and asked children of her age to come home and play on the merry-go-round with her.

It can be said that the idea of ​​playing in the mud has been thrown out of the window.

"Maihua seems to have grown taller. She's probably more than an inch taller than she was during the Chinese New Year." While watching Jiang Maihua playing with the other children, Liu rubbed the hemp in her hand into a thin hemp rope.

The fine hemp rope should be twisted into rolls, which can be used to tie things, bundle sacks, and make shoe soles.

It can be said that making hemp ropes is a necessary skill for women in every household. The bundles of hemp bought are fermented for a sufficient period of time, then dried and scraped clean. The remaining hemp fibers are used to make hemp ropes.

Twisting hemp rope is a monotonous and boring task, so several women would often get together and chat while working.

Today, Liu came to the big house and twisted hemp rope with Yang.

Fang was gluing shoe soles on the side, using glue to stick the washed, old cloth layers onto the board.

"Almost. He has grown a lot this spring." Yang replied, "He has also gained some weight. He looks strong and attractive."

Jiang Maihua was the only granddaughter in the family, and Yang loved her very much. Seeing that Jiang Maihua's head was full of sweat, she wiped it with a towel and called her to drink some boiled water.

"Has Chunshi come back in the past few days? It's time to harvest the wheat. Will he come back to help, or will the family hire someone to do the harvesting?" asked Liu.

"The wheat harvesters have already agreed to come to work. Chunshi will probably have to wait until the wheat harvest is finished before he can come back," Yang said with a smile. "A few days ago, he said that the yard in the county town has been rented. He has recently finished the work in the shop and tidied up the yard. He will pick up the mother and daughter to go to the county town after the wheat harvest is finished."

"I also told you to quickly make the hemp rope, so that it will be convenient for bundling things. The soles of the shoes have been dried recently, so please help make two more pairs of shoes. Otherwise, when Mai Hua goes to the county town, she will have to take care of the family alone and won't be able to take care of everything."

"That's right. The county is not like our village. We have to worry about everything and do more." Liu agreed. "It's summer now and it's very hot. The yard in the county is probably not as bright as ours. I guess it will be very hot. I'll ask Youcheng to make a few bamboo mats and bamboo slaves. I'll bring them over when the time comes. I'll hold them and sleep at night to keep cool."

"Thank you, auntie." Fang thanked her.

"Why are you being so polite to your aunt?" Mrs. Liu laughed. "Don't be too frugal when you get to the county town. Don't be stingy with food and drink. Chunshi is making a lot of money now, and our family is well-off. We don't need to worry about this. When the time comes, Xiaoxia and Jingyun will often go to the county town to deliver goods. If you need to carry something back and forth, tell them..."

Liu had a good relationship with the family. She was an aunt, and was no different from a half-mother.

Fang knew that Liu also felt sorry for her and Jiang Chunshi, so she agreed with a smile.

When Liu returned home in the evening, she told Jiang Youcheng about this.

"It's not easy to buy a home in the county town. You should think about this matter later and help out." Liu reminded again.

"Yes." Jiang Youcheng agreed readily and prepared to do as Liu said. He asked the workshop to weave some bamboo baskets and bamboo baskets for household use, as well as bamboo slaves for cooling off in the summer, and then send them to the county town in advance when delivering goods.

By the way, let Jiang Mixia and Song Jingyun take a look and see if there is anything missing and help buy it.

After talking to Liu for a while, Jiang Youcheng felt very sleepy and lay down to sleep.

Holding a bamboo slave in his arms.

I have to say, my daughter is very capable. She changed the ordinary long bamboo slave into a shape that looks a bit like a vase. It is more comfortable to hold and my arms don’t feel stressed anymore.

Jiang Youcheng smacked his lips in satisfaction and simply crossed his legs over it.

This bamboo slave feels cooler to hold than before.

Even my back felt chilly...

Hmm? A chill on my back? Jiang Youcheng suddenly realized what was happening and sat up. He looked at Liu who was glaring at him fiercely and asked, "What's wrong, madam?"

Liu's lips moved several times, but she finally swallowed her words and lay down, "It's okay, go to sleep."

"Oh." Jiang Youcheng felt a little puzzled. He scratched his head in confusion and then lay down to sleep.

He still hugged the bamboo slave beside him tightly.

It seems to be cooler behind...

Here, Jiang Mixia was also sleeping soundly while holding a bamboo slave.

I even kept sighing that the wisdom of the ancients was really amazing.

Weaving bamboo into a long, hollowed-out shape not only takes advantage of the coolness of bamboo itself, but the hollow surface also makes it easier for air to circulate, thereby helping to cool down and prevent heatstroke.

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In this era without air conditioning and electric fans, it couldn't be more wonderful to sleep with a bamboo slave in your arms at night.

No wonder bamboo slaves have a unique name, called Bamboo Lady.

This little cutie is really something I can’t wait to marry home.

Jiang Mixia patted the bamboo slave in her arms with satisfaction and hugged him tighter.

Song Jingyun's eyes became slightly resentful.

The lady hugged Zhunu and no longer hugged him.

Otherwise, consider making a bamboo slave that is big enough to move in and out, and put him in it? In this way, if the lady holds the bamboo slave, it is equivalent to holding him.

Hmm, that's a good idea...

Song Jingyun thought this was a solution, so after breakfast the next morning, he went to the bamboo weaving workshop early to start working.

Seeing Song Jingyun busy with so many good bamboo strips, the apprentices were a little curious and went to take a look to see if he was going to weave a new product.

After looking for a while and realizing that what Song Jingyun had woven was just a bamboo slave, they dispersed and continued to work on their own tasks.

"Master, if you want a bamboo slave, I can weave one for you." said an apprentice.

They had all witnessed Song Jingyun's craftsmanship in weaving bamboo products and admired him from the bottom of their hearts. They had also all received guidance from him, so no matter who was older than Song Jingyun in terms of seniority or age, they all respectfully called him "Master".

"It's okay, I can do it myself."

If he wants to hold something for his wife, he has to do it himself.

The bamboo slave, also known as the bamboo lady, was a magical tool for ancient people to cool down. People who could not afford a bamboo lady would choose to sleep with a winter melon in their arms in the summer.

To be honest, I didn’t expect to hug a winter melon…

(End of this chapter)