Shen Qiqi rolled up her sleeves and eagerly began her "renovation of old things" project.
She immediately picked out a relatively intact bamboo basket and planned to transform it into a...
Well, what is it?
Shen Qiqi looked at the bamboo basket from left to right, and many plans flashed through her mind, but she rejected them one by one.
Renovating old things is not as easy as it sounds!
She tried to reinforce the bamboo basket with rattan she had pulled from the mountain, but the rattan was too thick to be woven into the basket. Instead, the basket became crooked, like a drunk old man.
She wanted to use the cloth scraps to sew a lining for the bamboo basket, but the stitches were crooked and looked like twisting earthworms, which made people feel like they had claustrophobia.
Shen Qiqi's brows furrowed tighter and tighter, and the expression on her face became more and more exciting, like a color palette, sometimes red, sometimes white, and sometimes purple.
There was a tense atmosphere in the Lu family's courtyard, and even the air seemed to be frozen.
Looking at Shen Qiqi scratching her head, Lu Qing felt a little worried: Will my wife's transformation project fail just like that?
"How about we go ask Li Qiaoshou?" Lu Qing suggested tentatively.
Li Qiaoshou is a well-known skilled craftsman in the village. It is said that there is nothing he cannot repair.
Shen Qiqi's eyes lit up, and she immediately grasped a life-saving straw: "Yes! Why didn't I think of it!"
The two of them excitedly came to Li Qiaoshou's house. After explaining their purpose, the old man stroked his beard and said slowly, "This skill is my livelihood. How can I teach it to others casually?"
Shen Qiqi refused to give up and tried to persuade him, even offering to pay for the course, but Li Qiaoshou refused to give in.
Coming out of Li Qiaoshou's house, Shen Qiqi was like an eggplant hit by frost - wilted.
A feeling of depression hung over her heart like a dark cloud.
Lu Qing gently put his arm around her shoulders and comforted her softly, "Qiqi, don't be discouraged. We can figure it out slowly and we will definitely be able to do it."
After returning home, Shen Qiqi locked herself in the room, thinking hard about the pile of old things.
She just didn't believe it. Without a master, she couldn't learn on her own?
She took out an old book she found from the scrap yard and flipped through it page by page, hoping to find some inspiration.
Hard work pays off, and she actually found some techniques about bamboo weaving from an old "Handicraft Encyclopedia".
Shen Qiqi picked up the bamboo basket that she had destroyed beyond recognition, took a deep breath, and decided to start practicing from the most basic weaving techniques.
"Click—" came the sound of the courtyard door being pushed open...
Village Chief Sun pushed the door open and saw Shen Qiqi squatting in the yard, fiddling with a pile of tattered bamboo baskets, old cloths and rattan, with a look of loss on her face.
He frowned, his tone reprimanding, "Qiqi, what are you doing? We don't have the time for this kind of idleness in our village. Don't let your idle behavior ruin the village's morale!"
Shen Qiqi raised her head and saw the expression of Village Chief Sun, the disappointment on her face became more obvious.
She bit her lip, a hint of bitterness flashed in her eyes, but she quickly regained her determination.
The corners of her mouth rose slightly, revealing a helpless smile: "Village Chief, I'm not looking for trouble, but I want to make something useful with these old things."
Village Chief Sun snorted, turned around and prepared to leave, but heard Lu Qing's voice: "Village Chief, Qiqi is working hard for the future of our village." There was a determination in Lu Qing's eyes and a hint of challenge in his tone.
Village Chief Sun stopped, looked back, shook his head helplessly, turned around and left, leaving behind a sentence: "I hope you can do something useful!" The courtyard door closed with a "click", taking away a hint of depressing air.
Shen Qiqi stood there, feeling a little uneasy, but her firm belief remained unshaken.
She took a deep breath, returned to her room, opened the "Handicraft Encyclopedia", and studied it carefully page by page.
She decided not to rely on others anymore and to find her own way.
She picked up the pile of old things and began to try different weaving methods. Her fingers danced flexibly between the bamboo strips, as if she was weaving hope.
"Hua La -" Shen Qiqi finally found a suitable weaving technique. The bamboo basket slowly returned to its original shape in her hands, and it was even stronger and more beautiful than before.
There was a glint of surprise in her eyes, and the smile on her face grew brighter and brighter. Even the flowers in the Lu family's yard seemed to be cheering her on.
Lu Qing stood at the door, looking at Shen Qiqi's efforts, his heart full of admiration.
He walked over gently, gave her a thumbs up, and whispered, "Qiqi, you're amazing! I knew you could do it!"
Shen Qiqi smiled slightly, and the afterglow of the setting sun sprinkled on the Lu family courtyard, giving everything a golden hue.
Shen Qiqi sat cross-legged on a small stool, holding a worn enamel washbasin in her hand, her brow furrowed, as if she was pondering the ultimate mystery of the universe.
Lu Qing squatted beside her like a loyal knight, holding various tools in his hands, ready to serve at any time.
"Wife, do you want this pliers?" Lu Qing asked cautiously, fearing to disturb Shen Qiqi's thoughts.
"Hmm... give it to me." Shen Qiqi took the pliers and started working on the basin. The "ding-dong" sound of metal colliding echoed in the courtyard.
Lu Qing was not idle either, handing over hammers and screwdrivers from time to time. They cooperated very well and were simply the best assistant.
The old hens basking in the sun in the yard were stunned by this scene, as if saying, "My goodness, what are these young couple up to again?"
After working for a long time, the two finally transformed the washbasin into a...
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