"good."

After visiting the tool bench for scraping bamboo strips, Huang Kailin showed Yun Mo the new rice dumpling box he had made in the afternoon.

"Momo, this is the rice dumpling box I made this afternoon. What do you think of it?"

From the appearance, the new rice dumpling box is much more delicate and compact than the original one, and it is also a lot lighter when held in the hand, but Yun Mo always feels that something is missing.

"Grandpa, I think the color of this rice dumpling box is too plain and monotonous. If we dye the bamboo strips and bamboo silk, and mix the original color and dyed bamboo strips and bamboo silk together when weaving, can we weave some squares or simple plum blossom patterns?"

Huang Kailin frowned and thought for a long time before speaking, "I need to think about this."

Huang Zhiqiu suddenly thought of something. "I remember that the bamboo weaving book Momo sent back before seemed to have instructions on how to weave patterns on straw mats."

Hearing this, Huang Kailin immediately said, "Zhiqiu, take the book down for me to see."

"Um."

Huang Kailin is illiterate, but the bamboo weaving book is illustrated with both text and pictures. With his decades of experience as a skilled bamboo weaving craftsman, he can basically learn most of it by looking at the pictures.

After studying the introduction to the weaving patterns in the bamboo weaving book, Huang Kailin excitedly told Yun Mo, "Momo, I'll try weaving the square pattern first."

Since there was no dye at home, Huang Qingning used the blue ink he used when he was studying instead.

Add a spoonful of blue ink to half a bowl of water, then use a brush to evenly apply the ink to the bamboo strips and bamboo threads. After brushing, bake them over fire, and the bamboo strips and bamboo threads will turn into blue-green color.

While the Huang family was busy dyeing the bamboo strips and bamboo silk, Yun Mo took out paper and pen and simply made a few pattern matching plans for the rice dumpling boxes.

She made three designs in total: vertical stripes, horizontal stripes and plaid.

After the Huang family’s joint selection, the plaid pattern was finally chosen.

After dinner, Huang Kailin picked up bamboo strips and began to try to make bamboo weaving with a checkered pattern.

Huang Jianjun was responsible for passing out bamboo strips of different colors, while Yun Mo and Ling Chuan sat beside them, watching and learning.

After trying more than a dozen times, Huang Kailin finally came up with a beautiful plaid pattern.

"Oh my, you know what, the pattern made in this way is really beautiful!"

Everyone in the Huang family was very excited when they saw the neatly arranged lattice-patterned bamboo weaving made with off-white and blue bamboo strips.

"It looks good, but the bamboo strips are dyed with blue ink. Will it work?"

Yun Mo smiled and continued, "Blue ink is definitely not acceptable. Not only blue ink, but also ordinary chemical dyes. Zongzi boxes are for food, and the dyes must be food-safe. I will go to the city tomorrow and buy some edible and safe colorants to dye the bamboo strips."

After hearing her words, the Huang family looked at each other in surprise.

"Momo, is the edible safe colorant you mentioned expensive?"

"It is definitely more expensive than ordinary dyes, but there is nothing we can do about it. Food safety is a big deal and we cannot afford to be careless about it."

Huang Kailin nodded, "Momo is right. Doing business is like being a person. You have to be true to your conscience. If I can't make money by violating my conscience, I would rather not do this business."

There are only two buses from the town to Anshi every day, at 8:30 in the morning and 1:30 in the afternoon. If you want to go there and come back on the same day, you have to catch the early bus and then take the afternoon bus back.

Huang Kailin urged, "Momo, Xiaoling, it's getting late. Go back to your room and get some rest. You have to get up early tomorrow."

"Grandpa, you guys should go to bed early too."

After last night's experience, Yun Mo and Ling Chuan were obviously much more comfortable with sleeping in the same bed.

Ling Chuan first filled a hot water bottle and put it in the bed, then took a basin and went downstairs to get hot water.

"Xiao Ling."

As soon as he reached the stairs, he was stopped by Huang Zhiqiu who came out of the house.

"Mom, what can I do for you?"

Ling Chuan nodded quickly.

After putting the wash basin away, Ling Chuan took out two red envelopes from under the pillow. "Wife, my mother asked me to go to her room. She has something to tell me. I want to give the red envelope to my mother."

"Oh, go ahead."

After Ling Chuan left, Yun Mo washed her face while thinking about what Huang Zhiqiu would say to Ling Chuan.

In the next room.

Huang Zhiqiu's expression was filled with obvious confusion when he saw the two thick red envelopes handed to him.

"Xiao Ling, what are you doing..."

"Mom, this is the rule in our Jiang City. A new son-in-law has to pay a gift when he accompanies his wife to her parents' home. You were not here when Momo and I got married, and you never had time to accompany Momo to see you after the wedding. It's my fault. This is a little gift from me, and you must accept it."

Huang Zhiqiu quickly declined, "Xiao Ling, no need, we don't have such a rule here."

Ling Chuan stuffed the red envelope into Huang Zhiqiu's hand and said, "Mom, please accept it as a betrothal gift. Also, do you want to hold a return banquet or something? When I married Momo, I was not well off, so the wedding was rather hasty. You and Grandpa were not able to attend, and I feel very ashamed of Momo."

Huang Zhiqiu thought for a moment and said, "I have to discuss this with Momo's grandfather. Xiaoling, don't take the past too seriously. As long as you and Momo live a good life, that's better than anything else."

Ling Chuan nodded seriously, "Mom, I will take good care of Momo and do my best to protect her for the rest of her life. I promise you."

Hearing these words, Huang Zhiqiu's eyes couldn't help but turn red, but he still had a smile on his face.

"Xiao Ling, I can see that you are a good child with a sense of responsibility. I feel relieved to leave Momo to me."

Huang Zhiqiu took out the red envelope he had prepared in advance and put it in Lingchuan's hand.

"This is our custom. When a new son-in-law comes to his parents' home for the first time, he must be sealed with red. This is also my wish for you and Momo. I hope you will live in harmony and stay together until old age."

"Thank you, Mom."

When Ling Chuan returned to the room, Yun Mo was already lying on the bed, with her upper body leaning against the headboard, reading a book.

"What did my mother tell you?"

Ling Chuan half-knelt on the edge of the bed and placed the red envelope in front of her like a treasure, "Wife, my mother gave it to me."

Yun Mo picked up the red envelope, opened it and took a look, then sealed it and returned it to the man.

Ling Chuan didn't answer, "Wife, you take it."

"Mom gave it to you, what am I going to do with it?"

"What's mine is yours."

"But mine is not yours."

"Well, as long as you are mine."

"Who's yours!"

Yun Mo rolled her eyes at the man, but her cheeks inexplicably became hot.

Looking at the delicate and pretty face of his wife, Ling Chuan felt more confident and greedy because of his mother-in-law's words.

"Momo, you are mine, my wife for life."

Seeing the man getting closer, Yun Mo felt inexplicably nervous and quickly reached out to slap the man's face away.

"Go wash your face!"

Second update~ 　　 　 (End of this chapter)