Hearing Ling Chuan's words, Huang Kailin raised his head and looked at him with a smile, "Why, Xiao Ling, do you want to try it too?"

"Yeah." Ling Chuan nodded.

Huang Kailin got up and found an apron and a knife for Lingchuan. He demonstrated to Lingchuan in slow motion, and then asked him to sit aside and learn to shave slowly by himself.

Scraping bamboo strips seems simple, but it is actually not easy at all.

If the force is too strong, the bamboo strips will be broken. If the force is too weak, the effect will not be achieved. In addition, you should also pay attention to the manner and method when pulling the bamboo strips with your other hand, otherwise you may accidentally cut your fingers with the thin bamboo strips.

After scraping off more than a dozen bamboo strips and having his left hand fingers cut several times by the strips, Ling Chuan finally scraped out a qualified bamboo strip.

The sunlight shines softly in the yard, bringing a touch of warmth to the winter morning.

The three men, old, middle-aged and young, were immersed in their own busy work. The sounds of scrapers could be heard one after another, and the warmth was filled with a thriving atmosphere.

This was the scene Yun Mo saw when she came down the stairs.

"Momo, you're up? That's great, come and take a look at the bamboo strips."

Yun Mo picked up a bamboo strip and looked at it carefully. "It's much better than before. Let's make a rice dumpling box and see the effect."

"Okay, we'll start working after breakfast."

Yun Mo walked up to Ling Chuan, looked at him curiously for a while, and when she turned around to leave, she noticed the bloody wound on the man's left finger.

"Your fingers are all cut."

Ling Chuan glanced at it and didn't take it too seriously. "It's okay. It will be fine in two days."

"If you're not used to this, it's easy to cut your fingers. Momo, there's some tape on the cabinet in my room. Go get it and wrap Xiao Ling's fingers."

After being reminded by Huang Kailin, Yun Mo remembered that there was a Band-Aid in her space.

Back in the room on the second floor, Yun Mo took out a box of Band-Aids from the space, tore open the package, put the Band-Aids in a clean plastic bag, and then put the outer packaging box back into the space.

The brand logo, manufacturer and date are printed on the outer packaging of the Band-Aid and cannot be shown to others.

There were 100 Band-Aids in a box. Yun Mo took two and gave the rest to the Huang family.

Rural people treat wounds simply and roughly. Deep wounds are smeared with grass ash, and shallow wounds are wrapped with tape or cloth strips.

It was the first time that the Huang family saw such a high-end hemostatic product as a Band-Aid.

"Momo, this must be very expensive. You don't have to give us so much. Keep some for yourself."

"It's okay, Grandpa. I have a lot of this stuff at home. If you cut your finger in the future, just stick this on the wound. It can not only stop bleeding quickly, but also resist bacteria and prevent the wound from getting infected and festering."

As she spoke, Yun Mo walked up to Ling Chuan and carefully wrapped his cut finger with a Band-Aid.

"Okay, keep going, I'm going to wash my face."

"Thank you, wife."

Yun Mo glanced at him and said, "Be careful. If you get hurt again, I won't take care of you."

Ling Chuan said nothing, but looked at her with a smile in his black eyes.

Yun Mo ignored the man and went to the kitchen.

"Mom, it smells so good, what's for breakfast?"

As soon as she entered the kitchen, Yun Mo smelled a strong aroma of wheat mixed with the aroma of corn, which was particularly tempting.

Huang Zhiqiu patted her head lovingly, "You must be hungry. I'm steaming corn buns. They'll be ready soon. Wash your face first. I'll get you some water."

"Yeah, thanks, mom."

When Yun Mo found out that breakfast would be corn buns, she was actually prepared that it might not taste good.

When she first married Ling Chuan, Li Li made corn steamed bread, which was not only hard but also choked her throat. So much so that Yun Mo still has a psychological trauma against coarse grains such as corn.

But to her surprise, the Huang family’s steamed corn buns were actually quite delicious.

The taste is a bit like steamed cake, very soft and with a sweet fragrance.

"This corn flour is sifted, and the coarse powder is removed. Only the fine powder is used. Add white flour and goose eggs. Let the flour rise the night before. Add sugar before steaming the next morning and you can steam it."

It turns out that goose eggs were added, no wonder it tastes so delicious.

After breakfast, Huang Kailin led the Huang family to continue scraping bamboo strips.

Scraping bamboo strips is more difficult than scraping bamboo strips and requires higher technical skills. The width of bamboo strips is similar to that of Guilin rice noodles, but the thickness of bamboo strips is about the same as that of toothpicks.

Such thin bamboo threads will easily break if you are not careful, so you have to use a knife to scrape its surface repeatedly to make it round and smooth. It can be said to be a very delicate job.

Even the skilled Huang Kailin had to be very careful, let alone Ling Chuan, who even after scraping for ten minutes failed to scrape out a complete piece of bamboo thread.

Fortunately, he was a calm man. After breaking one strand, he would switch to another one, repeating the process over and over again without getting discouraged.

After cleaning up the kitchen, Liu Zhi and Huang Zhiqiu also put on aprons, picked up knives and bamboo boards and started scraping bamboo fibers together.

Yun Mo was tutoring Huang Qingning on freshman year knowledge in the room.

"Oh, are you all busy?"

A laughing voice broke the peace and tranquility of the Huang family.

Huang Kailin lifted his eyelids and glanced at the grinning Old Second, then asked expressionlessly, "What are you doing here?"

"I heard my niece is back, so I came to see her."

Since Huang Jianguo said so, Huang Zhiqiu had no choice but to introduce Lingchuan.

"Xiao Ling, this is Momo's second uncle."

"Second uncle."

"You are Xiao Ling. You are indeed handsome. I am such a lucky niece."

Ling Chuan replied calmly: "Second uncle, you are too kind. It is my blessing to marry Momo."

"Haha, you city people just know how to talk."

"Uncle, I'm telling the truth."

Huang Jianguo was about to say something, but Huang Kailin glared at him and said, "Stop talking nonsense. Didn't you sprain your waist? If you're fine, go back and rest. Don't get in the way here."

"Dad, you guys do your thing, I'm just going to say a few words to my nephew and son-in-law."

Huang Jianguo found a stool and sat opposite Ling Chuan. "Nephew-in-law, I heard that you run your own business. What kind of business do you do?"

"It's not really a business, it's just a small business, selling small commodities on the street."

“How much can you earn in a month?”

“It’s hard to tell. Sometimes it’s more, sometimes it’s less.”

Huang Jianguo wanted to continue asking, but Ling Chuan turned his head and looked at Huang Kailin, "Grandpa, is there a blacksmith in town?"

Huang Kailin was stunned by the question, and Huang Jianjun spoke first, "Xiao Ling, you want to forge iron?"

"Well, I want to go and see."

Huang Kailin didn't ask Ling Chuan what he was going to do. He turned around and told the boss, "You go to the town with Xiao Ling."

"OK."

Huang Jianjun agreed readily, but Ling Chuan's face showed some discomfort.

"Grandpa, I want to go with Momo."

Huang Family: ...

That's all for the update, muah

(End of this chapter)