Huang Jin didn't know whether he recognized her or not. He walked while looking back. He accidentally stepped into a pit and fell flat on his face.

Yun Mo: “…”

It would be fine if she didn't see it, but if she did, she would at least show some concern, after all, he is her nominal cousin.

Yun Mo stepped forward and pulled up Huang Jin who was lying on the ground.

"Are you okay?"

Huang Jin looked at her blankly without saying a word.

The streets in the town were not as clean as those in the city. The ground was covered with dust. When Huang Jin fell, he was covered with dust, and even his face was covered with dust.

Yun Mo was considering whether to send the other person home, but Huang Jin called out "Mom" from behind her.

Yun Mo turned around and saw Song Tingfeng at a glance.

When Song Tingfeng saw Yun Mo, he was stunned for a moment, then walked forward with a smile on his face, "Look at my eyes, I almost didn't recognize you. Yun Mo, when did you come back? Why didn't you come to our house and sit for a while?"

"Third aunt, just came back yesterday."

Yun Mo greeted him and then introduced Song Tingfeng to Ling Chuan.

Song Tingfeng looked Ling Chuan up and down, smiling brightly, "Our Yun Mo has good taste. She picked such a good partner. He is tall, handsome and cool. I like him just by looking at him."

Yun Mo smiled, turned around and pointed at Huang Jin, "Aunt, Huang Jin just fell down, please take him home and change him into clean clothes."

Seeing her son covered in dust, the smile on Song Tingfeng's face disappeared immediately. She walked up to her son and slapped him on the butt twice.

"You debt collector, I just changed into clean clothes this morning, and you messed them up in half a day. Washing powder is free!"

Huang Jin pouted, looking like he was about to cry.

Song Tingfeng scolded her son a few words, then turned to Yun Mo and smiled, "Yun Mo, come to my house with Xiao Ling. We haven't seen each other for such a long time, let's have a good chat."

"Third aunt, we didn't prepare anything today. It's embarrassing to come to your house empty-handed. Let's go in a few days and wish you and Third Uncle a happy New Year."

Hearing this, Song Tingfeng burst into laughter, "Okay, it's settled then, I'll wait for you to come."

"Um."

After Song Tingfeng and her son walked away, Ling Chuan asked in a low voice: "Wife, you seem to dislike your second and third aunts?"

Yun Mo briefly recounted the incident in which Yang Xinghua's leg was seriously injured and her life was in danger, but the two families were unwilling to pay for Yang Xinghua's medical treatment.

"My two aunts are just as bad as your ex-sister-in-law Li Li. They are selfish and only think about taking advantage. I am impatient to deal with them."

When Li Li was mentioned, Ling Chuan couldn't help but think of his elder brother Ling Jiang, "Wife, I want to call back and tell my elder brother the news."

Being reminded of this, Yun Mo also remembered that she had not yet informed Xie Xia and Zeng Fang that she was safe.

After the call, the two continued to stroll around the town and bought some cigarettes, alcohol, candies and other things, preparing to take them to Peng Fang and Song Tingfeng to wish them a happy New Year.

As a junior, she would observe all the necessary etiquette, but it was just superficial. She would not give away the good cigarettes and alcohol she brought back from Jiang City to outsiders for nothing.

After buying things, it was getting late, so the two went straight back to the blacksmith shop.

The owner of the iron shop was sharpening the blade, and sparks were flying everywhere. Yun Mo was afraid of getting her clothes burned, so she stood far away and didn't dare to get close.

"It's almost done, please sit down for a while."

Seeing the two people come in, the boss greeted them and then continued to work attentively.

Ling Chuan moved a bench and sat side by side with Yun Mo waiting.

Yun Mo hurried forward, "Boss, are you ready?"

"Almost done, I'll put the blade on first, you guys try it."

How can I try it without bamboo silk? Yun Mo turned to look at Ling Chuan, her tone not without annoyance, "I should have brought some bamboo silk earlier."

After hearing Yun Mo's words, the boss said casually: "It's not easy to get bamboo silk. Wait for me to assemble the blades and go outside to find some for you."

There is nothing else in Lu'an Town except for the abundance of bamboos. Almost every household knows how to weave bamboo, so it is not difficult to find some bamboo silk.

After installing the blades on the tool bench, the boss turned around and went out to help them find bamboo wire.

Yun Mo bent over and looked at the toolbench that she and Ling Chuan designed together with curiosity.

The appearance of the tool bench is similar to that of a guillotine, but it is not the big guillotine that Bao Gong used to chop off the heads of criminals, but one more like a paper cutter.

The blade of a normal guillotine is smooth and sharp, but the guillotine part of the tool bench designed by Yun Mo and Ling Chuan is not sharpened, so it cannot cut anything. Moreover, the guillotine and the blade groove are connected flushly, not overlapping.

There are five circular holes of different sizes on the knife groove, and the edges of these circular holes are ground into bevel edges.

Put the bamboo wire into these round hole grooves, close the guillotine, and pull hard, the bamboo wire will be scraped by the oblique blade of the round hole groove into a thin and smooth wire like iron wire.

Of course, this is just Yun Mo and Ling Chuan’s idea. Whether it can achieve the desired effect or not will only be known after trying it.

Not long after, the owner of the iron shop came back with a handful of bamboo wires of varying thicknesses in his hand.

"They don't have such thin ones. I asked them to chop them freshly. They should be about the same size."

Although she knew that the boss was so active just to get their business, Yun Mo still thanked him sincerely.

Next, it is the important moment to transform theory into practice.

Lingchuan selected a bamboo thread, stuck it into the round hole groove of matching diameter, put down the guillotine, held one end of the bamboo thread and pulled it hard.

With a "hiss" sound, several thin strands of bamboo fluff were pulled out from the guillotine and the knife groove.

Looking at the bamboo silk in Lingchuan's hand, the part that was scraped by the round hole groove is thin and round, and the surface is very shiny.

Yun Mo and Ling Chuan looked at each other, and both saw excitement and joy in each other's eyes.

It worked.

Next, Lingchuan tried several other bamboo threads of different diameters. Except for the smallest round hole groove which failed, the others went very smoothly.

The bamboo strips scraped out with this tool bench are uniform in size, smooth in surface, and require little effort.

Even the blacksmith boss lamented that with this tool bench, he would save a lot of trouble in scraping bamboo wire in the future.

Afterwards, the blacksmith studied the smallest round hole slot again. After repeated experiments many times, he finally found that the blade edge was too sharp.

When bamboo filaments become thin to a certain extent, they become as fragile as hair. If you put them on a very sharp blade, they will not be easily cut.

Once you find the problem, it will be much easier to improve it.

The blacksmith used a whetstone to blunt the smallest round hole and then tried again.

This time the bamboo wire did not break, but because the holes were relatively blunt, the scraped bamboo wire was not smooth, but had a lot of burrs.

After many adjustments and repeated attempts, it took nearly an hour to finally find the blade thickness and inclination angle suitable for the small round hole slot.

Second update~ 　　Good night 　　 　 (end of this chapter)