The oxcart was loaded with logs of all shapes and sizes, and even some wooden stakes. The old man had hauled a lot of logs of all sizes this time.
The larger ones were all unloaded by Li Xiuxiu and placed to the side of the yard.
Wei Mo then jogged to find his mother.
"Mom, where are the tools?"
"I'll go inside and get it for you."
Wang Zhenhua returned to his room and soon came out carrying a pile of tools.
She just blatantly took out all her tools, and no one asked her anything!
The lie she had prepared was rendered useless; it was one she had thought of for a long time.
But since no one is asking, it saves me the trouble of lying again!
It must be said that Wei Mo's physical strength has improved a lot. Although it is not as good as that of an adult male, it is almost the same as that of an adult woman.
The stamina pills are quite effective; at least Wei Mo feels that he can now lift things weighing fifty or sixty pounds without much effort.
You know, I used to have a hard time even lifting a five-pound frog, so this stamina pill is really amazing!
He plans to earn more money so he can buy more and improve himself.
There are other kinds of pills, which can only be bought by working hard to earn money. The better the pill, the more expensive it is. The stamina pill is only a basic one, and the most basic one at that.
Wei Mo picked up the wood and began to examine it, wondering what he should make. The thing the house needed most right now was a small stool.
"Grandson, what are you planning to do?"
Grandma Yu couldn't help but ask Wei Mo a question when she saw his serious expression.
Wei Mo looked at his grandmother in front of him and smiled.
“I see that you are all sitting on the ground, so I’ll make a few stools first.”
As Wei Mo began preparing to make the small stools, the whole family gathered around. After all, they were already used to weaving and didn't need to keep an eye on it anymore.
Wang Ling said to Wang Zhenhua beside her while knitting.
"Sister Wang, how come your eldest son is so amazing?"
"Hey, it's in my nature, just like me!"
Hearing others praise her son, Wei's mother was naturally happy. Qian Manman, who was standing next to her, couldn't help but chime in as well.
"That kid is amazing!"
"Of course, my brother is the best!"
Wei Xiaomin looked at her younger brother with admiration. Her brother could do everything; he was just that amazing!
Everyone praised Wei Mo. He originally wanted to keep quiet, but seeing so many people's admiring eyes, Wei Mo didn't say anything.
After searching through the woodpile, he found a wooden stick about the thickness of his arm, stuck it against the wall, and began to repair it with a plane.
About ten minutes later, Wei Mo shaped the entire round wooden stick into a square, thick wooden strip, and then cut the thick wooden strip into many pieces.
Wei Mo used a chisel to carefully polish the small square strips of wood, and slowly the stool legs were finished.
Seeing Wei Mo's serious expression, Li Xiuxiu asked a question.
"Little brat, do you need me to help you with anything?"
"Aunt Xiuxiu, no need, no need."
Wei Mo waved his hand and continued manufacturing.
After finishing the bench legs, Wei Mo began selecting wood for the bench seat. He only picked up a chisel to modify it after finding a piece of wood of roughly the same size.
Wei Mo then began to carefully clean the wooden board bit by bit with a small chisel, chiseling out several notches on it.
Then, combine the stool legs and the stool seat, and before long, a small wooden stool is finished, and it looks particularly sturdy.
The family members around Wei Mo's eyes lit up when they saw the small stool he had made.
"The little kid's stool is really pretty."
Li Xiuxiu's eyes lit up when she saw the stool in Wei Mo's hand.
Wei's mother, who was standing to the side, also kept praising him.
"Yes, yes, it's so nice for my son to sit on the stool!"
"Little brother, little brother, is this for me?"
Wei Xiaomin also really liked the small stool and asked for it directly.
Everyone started scrambling to grab the small stool that Wei Mo had made, but with so many people's eager eyes, and only one stool available.
Wei Mo scratched his head awkwardly, unsure of who to give the prize to.
At this moment, Grandpa Yu walked over happily, patted Wei Mo's little head, and helped him out of the predicament.
"Thank you, my dear grandson. I'll accept this stool."
In the end, the bench went to the old man, and the others could only watch Wei Mo eagerly, hoping that the next bench would be theirs.
Seeing that so many people were watching, Wei Mo had no choice but to continue working, while the old man simply sat to the side, constantly wiggling his hips.
To test the quality of the stool, Wei Mo's craftsmanship was top-notch. He then picked up the stool from under his bottom and examined it closely.
The entire bench was polished by Wei Mo until it was very smooth, and there was no prickly feeling at all.
Even the most famous old carpenter in the village couldn't make a better bench than Wei Mo. The old man looked at the bench in his hand and was all smiles.
However, due to her position in the family, the stool ultimately ended up in Grandma Yu's hands.
Grandma Yu sat on the small stool, observing it intently and nodding in approval. She thought her eldest grandson was truly amazing!
The whole family was waiting, so Wei Mo had to polish it as quickly as possible. Li Xiuxiu watched attentively from the side. Actually, making a stool wasn't a very technical job.
"Let me help you!"
Li Xiuxiu couldn't help but speak up, and Wei Mo nodded in agreement.
"Then Aunt Xiuxiu, could you help me cut the stool surface?"
Li Xiuxiu picked up a saw and helped Wei Mo cut the log into pieces that could be used as bench seats.
With Li Xiuxiu's help, the speed of making the stools was indeed much faster. Even the old man came to help, helping Wei Mo to make the basic shape of the stool legs.
Wei Mo only needed to do the finishing touches, and one bench after another was crafted by Wei Mo.
As lunchtime approached, everyone was finally assigned a stool, and they all happily carried their own little stools.
In particular, Wei Mo engraved unique words for his family members on it, making them distinguishable. Everyone loved it, but they never thought about how their names were sitting on their bottoms!
During the meal, the family gathered around the kang table. But ever since they learned carpentry skills, the kang table just doesn't look right. It seems they need to make a floor table as soon as possible.
Adding some more chairs was necessary, as eating on the kang (heated brick bed) was still inconvenient, requiring one to sit cross-legged. So, in the afternoon, Wei Mo began making a low table.
However, the manufacturing of the table was quite complicated, mainly because Wei Mo not only polished the tabletop to be very smooth, but also used a small carving knife to carve various beautiful patterns on it.
Looking at the table his eldest grandson had made, the old man gave Wei Mo a thumbs up. He thought Wei Mo's craftsmanship was superb; even the old carpenter in the village wasn't worthy of carrying his grandson's shoes!
After lunch, Li Xiuxiu was about to go and weave a fish basket when she was stopped by Sister Wang and Qian Manman and the others.
"Xiuxiu, why don't you help Wei Mo/the little brat make furniture? We still need a lot of furniture, and he's not very strong, so it's perfect for you to help him."
Li Xiuxiu was taken aback when she heard what everyone said, but after realizing that it made a lot of sense, she nodded and began to participate in Wei Mo's work, helping him to make furniture.
As time passed, it was dinnertime, and everyone was using the low tables made by Wei Mo to eat.
"It looks so good, and it's so sturdy! This kid's craftsmanship is really good; we won't have to worry about anything anymore!"
After Qian Manman finished praising him, the old man next to her also chimed in with his own praise.
"With my grandson's skills, finding a wife won't be a problem at all. This table is far superior to the one made by the old carpenter. The old carpenter isn't even worthy to be my grandson's apprentice!"
The table is somewhat similar to a traditional Chinese eight-immortal table, but larger, since there are many people in the family, and everyone stands up to eat with chopsticks.
Wei Xiaomin, Wei Xiaohui, and Wei Mo stood on the small stools that Wei Mo had made; otherwise, the three of them wouldn't be able to reach the food due to their height!
The old man and his wife kept serving food to the children, and they were extremely satisfied with the table that their eldest grandson had built!
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