Chapter 1043 Fire Prevention and Theft Prevention
"Mother!"
Baichuan climbed up the stairs outside the terrace.
The little guy leaned against the window and looked inside, his cute little fat face was squeezed out of shape:
"What is Mom doing?"
Lu Miao was afraid that this little bad guy would come and cause trouble.
He quickly packed up and put it, along with the mortar, into the cupboard above the shoe cabinet.
After picking up all the fragile things and things that could easily hurt the child, Lu Miao turned around, opened the screen door on the terrace, and let the carefree and laughing boy into the house.
"Where did you go now? Where did the spider web on your head come from?"
"Hey hey~ Mommy, give me a hug!"
"What are you hugging? Look how dirty you are!"
After the period of being a new mother and father, Lu Miao and Fu Jingyou did not treat Baichuan with the same caution as they did Mingyi and Mingxia.
Sometimes it can even be described as simple and crude.
Like now.
Lu Miao glanced at Bai Chuan's black little hands, his face turned stern in an instant, and he took Bai Chuan's arm and carried him to the bathroom sink.
Baichuan is a cautious person. Although he noticed that his mother had become serious, he didn't take it too seriously.
While his mother was holding his little hand and washing it, Baichuan used his free hand to fiddle with the soap in the sink.
Children's thinking is always wild and imaginative.
Baichuan tilted his head back to look at his mother, laughing happily:
"Mom, I can't catch it!? The soap is slippery like a little fish. Look, mom, the soap fish has swum away~!"
The cute little appearance makes people laugh.
Lu Miao took off the towel and washed his face clean, then kissed his chubby face and said:
"Yes, like a little fish~!"
I took Baichuan to lie on the small sofa and play for a while.
Lu Miao took out some toys and let Bai Chuan play with them by himself, while she turned the pages of a book beside him.
When the child's father came back after buying the train ticket, she handed the little rascal to the child's father and asked the child's father to take the little one downstairs to play.
She continued with her previous work...
Cochineal pigment is water-soluble.
Lu Miao poured the ground powder into a large beaker.
Mix with water so that the convenient insect pink pigment can be fully dissolved in the water.
Then slowly pass the thick dark red liquid through a fine sieve to remove undissolved impurities, insect residues and other solid matter in the liquid.
Then fix the beaker on the stand and light the alcohol lamp at the bottom to heat and boil.
In order to prevent the bottom of the beaker from getting burnt, Lu Miao kept an eye on it.
Stir it from time to time.
Lu Miao closed the lid of the alcohol lamp only after the liquid was concentrated and excess water evaporated, and the beaker gradually became viscous.
While waiting for the temperature in the beaker to dissipate, Lu Miao had already begun to slowly collect his things.
Fu Jingyou came in from the terrace, saw it and asked:
"Is that all?"
"How can it be so fast? We've only completed less than half of the steps."
Lu Miao glanced at him, his bright lychee eyes flickering, and he asked with a ulterior motive:
"You have nothing else to do?"
Fu Jingyou nodded and took out the ticket and gave it to her:
"The garden is almost done. Yangyang has asked Wang Xiu and Xiangcao to look after it."
Wang Xiu and Xiangcao had just arrived, so Fu Jingyou was not very reassured about letting them take Baichuan out to play.
But at home, it’s nothing.
Lu Miao nodded, hooked his finger at him, and coaxed him over to assign him some work.
She originally wanted to clean up and wait two days to see what the color powder that had just been filtered out of the water was like before deciding on the next steps.
Now that we have free labor, it’s a different story.
Lu Miao pushed all the cochineal in cans to Fu Jingyou and asked him to grind them out.
Fu Jingyou is a meticulous person, and he is even more meticulous when it comes to her affairs.
She said she wanted to grind it into fine powder, and Fu Jingyou, a strong and tall man, sat next to her at the end of the coffee table.
Holding the small stone mortar in his hand, he ground it vigorously as if it were an embroidery needle.
The six round-trip sleeper tickets were all for the same train. Lu Miao took a look at them and put them away.
There was an electric fan nearby, but Lu Miao didn't turn it on because he was afraid the fan would blow the cochineal powder everywhere.
Turning around, Lu Miao chuckled softly to see Fu Jingyou tinkering with the work vigorously and sweating profusely.
While he was busy working, she took a palm-leaf fan and sat beside him, fanning him gently.
Fu Jingyou looked at her and said:
"I'm not hot."
Lu Miao smiled and nodded:
"I know you're not hot, I'm just fanning my bug powder."
Fu Jingyou shook his head helplessly and lovingly, knowing that he couldn't get around her, so he had to lower his head and continue working.
Fu Jingyou is thoughtful and works carefully and efficiently.
With his joining, Lu Miao seemed to have divine help.
By the evening, a large can of cochineal scabs had been initially filtered.
Lu Miao took out a few sheets of wax paper and spread the insect powder, which had been boiled into a thick paste, on them in varying thicknesses.
Lu Miao went downstairs to the garden and picked up a few stones. He then pressed the edge of the oil paper and hung the insect powder outside the windowsill in the room to dry.
After taking two steps back and taking a look, Lu Miao nodded with satisfaction.
The next step is to wait for the paste to dry at low temperature, and then process it carefully according to the situation...
Thinking of something, Lu Miao turned around and said:
"Yangyang always climbs up the stairs outside. It's okay for children to be boisterous by nature, but he's so small. What if he falls down without being watched? Think of a way to build a small door or something at the bottom of the stairs to prevent him from running up every day."
"Um."
Fu Jingyou thought for a moment and nodded:
"That's easy."
We originally lived in Qingta Hutong when Dabao and Erbao were still young.
At that time, Fu Jingyou was afraid that the two children would fall into the toilet pit out of ignorance, so he installed a small door in the toilet.
The small door was waist-high and had a bolt on the inside.
An adult can open it by putting their arm in, but a child cannot reach it.
Just install another one that is the same as that one.
Beware of fire, theft and Baichuan. As Fu Jingyou was talking, he stood up and went to find a tape measure to measure the dimensions.
After Lu Miao cleaned up the coffee table in the second-floor living room, he followed him downstairs.
Many door panels were removed and installed when the house was renovated.
Fu Jingyou walked around the house with a lot of noise, selecting usable wood to nail together a small door.
In order to prevent the child from getting hurt again due to mischief, Lu Miao called Xu Xiangcao and took Bai Chuan Huyou to the small vegetable garden at the back to water the tender sprouts.
In just two or three days, parasols, tables and chairs were placed on the terrace.
A small door is also installed on the outer staircase, and the small outdoor viewing tea room below is also furnished with rattan tables and chairs.
Lu Miao bought a few nice flower vases.
During this time, I went back to Qingta Hutong and broke off a lot of gardenia branches and brought them back for cuttings.
There are two in the main hall of the courtyard on the first floor.
There is one in each study room.
There is also one placed on the table in the small tea room with a view.
Although it is just simple green leaves, there are no flower buds.
But looking at the texture of the vase, and against the backdrop of such a Chinese-style courtyard, a glance inside and outside the house also reveals a unique charm.
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