"That's great! Carpenter Liu, you're amazing!" Shen Qiqi gave Carpenter Liu a thumbs up, feeling that he was simply the "Einstein of the carpentry world."
Just as everyone was excitedly discussing how to decorate these props, Lu Qing quietly pulled Shen Qiqi aside.
He mysteriously took out something wrapped in coarse cloth from behind his back, with a hint of barely perceptible shyness on his face.
"Qiqi, look..." Lu Qing carefully spread out the coarse cloth, revealing a red satin vest that was a little roughly made but carefully sewn, with two crooked little plum blossoms embroidered on it.
Although the stitches are crooked and it looks like the work of a novice, it is clear that a lot of thought went into it.
"Wow! Lu Qing, you...you did it?" Shen Qiqi's eyes widened, her surprise evident in her words.
This is not a prop at all, it is clearly a heavy token of my love!
She picked up the vest. It felt a little rough to the touch, but surprisingly warm, like a cup of hot milk tea in winter, warming her heart.
Lu Qing scratched his head a little embarrassedly, "Well, I thought about the role of a little girl in the play, and I thought she would look good in it." The afterglow of the setting sun sprinkled on his face, making him look more gentle, and the air around him seemed to become sweet, filled with a faint warmth.
"Beautiful! So beautiful!" Shen Qiqi couldn't let go and stroked the small vest, her heart as sweet as if she had eaten honey.
She stood on tiptoe and pecked Lu Qing on the cheek, "Lu Qing, you are so nice!"
"Ahem!" Carpenter Liu pretended to cough twice, breaking the sweet atmosphere. "Well, although these props can be used, the quantity is still not enough."
The atmosphere instantly cooled down, as if a bucket of cold water was poured on it.
The eldest and second uncle's wives also came to their senses and began to blame each other.
"I told you, this show is just a farce. Now, we don't have enough props. What should we do?" The uncle's wife looked dissatisfied, and her tone was sour, like a sour grape.
"Oh, sister-in-law, don't blame me. I told you long ago that I couldn't do it, but you insisted on dragging me along." The second uncle's wife was not to be outdone. She retorted like a hen with its feathers standing on end.
"you……"
Seeing that the two were about to quarrel again, Shen Qiqi felt like her head was about to explode, as if she was surrounded by a group of buzzing mosquitoes, making her upset.
She took a deep breath and tried to stay calm.
Not enough props?
Humph, she just doesn't believe that with her 21st century wisdom, she can't handle such a small matter!
Shen Qiqi looked around and her eyes fell on a pile of debris in the yard.
A bold idea emerged in her mind.
The corners of her mouth rose slightly, revealing a sly smile.
"Wait!" Shen Qiqi suddenly spoke with a firm tone and a confident look in her eyes.
"I have an idea..."
Shen Qiqi rolled up her sleeves and started rummaging through the yard like a "house demolition expert" who was injected with chicken blood.
She collected everything that could be used, including rags, old dustpans, and bamboo sticks. She was truly a "Taobao expert in the garbage dump."
As everyone watched her busy figure, the originally noisy voices gradually became quieter, as if the mute button had been pressed.
Shen Qiqi was seen picking up a pair of scissors and cutting the cloth with a click, and then waving bamboo sticks and weaving something. Her movements were swift and skillful, like a tireless "human sewing machine".
There was a gleam in her eyes, as if she were engaged in a secret artistic creation.
Lu Qing silently helped her pass the tools. Although the eldest and second uncle's wives didn't say anything, they couldn't help but stare at Shen Qiqi's movements with a hint of curiosity on their faces.
Even Carpenter Liu, who originally looked disdainful, couldn't help but walk closer and look at the "treasure" in her hand curiously.
Time passed minute by minute, fine beads of sweat oozed out of Shen Qiqi's forehead, and a little dust was on her face, but this did not affect her enthusiasm at all.
Her nimble fingers shuttled between rags and bamboo strips. In her hands, those originally inconspicuous "garbage" seemed to be given new life and began to shine.
Gradually, some prototypes emerged: bright headdresses made of scraps of cloth, simple musical instruments woven from bamboo strips, and "percussion instruments" made from old winnowing baskets.
These seemingly simple props are full of creativity and ingenuity, which make everyone's eyes light up and feel as if they see the dawn of hope.
There is a strange smell in the air, a combination of the stale smell of old cloth and the vitality of new life, as if experiencing a magic show of "rags turning into treasures".
When the last prop was completed, Shen Qiqi breathed a sigh of relief, wiped the sweat from her forehead, and a bright smile appeared on her face, like a blooming sunflower, full of confidence and pride.
"How is it? Is it okay?" Shen Qiqi patted the dust off her hands, blinked playfully, and looked at everyone.
Everyone was stunned, and then burst into exclamations. The originally gloomy atmosphere was instantly ignited, as if a huge rock was thrown into a calm lake, stirring up layers of waves.
"Wow! Third sister-in-law, you are so amazing!"
“This is simply a stroke of genius!”
“I feel like I can do it!”
Everyone praised the performance in unison, with excitement on their faces, as if they saw hope for the success of the art performance, and their original anxiety and frustration were swept away.
Just when everyone was immersed in the joyful atmosphere, a sarcastic voice broke this beautiful scene.
"Hey, what are you doing? It looks so real, but it's just some junk. What can it do?"
Mrs. Sun Er appeared behind the crowd at some point, with her arms folded across her chest, a mocking smile on her lips, and her eyes were like poisoned knives, as if she was going to destroy all of Shen Qiqi's "hard work" in the next second.
Shen Qiqi ignored Sun Ersao's sarcasm and continued to organize the props in her hands, but the corners of her mouth were slightly raised, and there was an inexplicable light in her eyes.
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