She's really exhausted from sawing the roof these past few days. Now the roof needs to be redone, and even more planks will be needed. When will she ever stop sawing?
However, seeing this sewing machine today, watching the needle moving up and down back and forth, Lin Ying suddenly had an idea. If she made a semi-mechanical saw that could do this, wouldn't it save a lot of effort?
In the afternoon, after Li Yue'e went back, Lin Ying took out the wallpaper and started drawing.
First, there's the cross-section; Lin Ying needs to consider whether it should be horizontal or vertical. The sewing machine is vertical, but her own large saw is horizontal. If it's horizontal, the large stool she made before can still be used.
But that would require her to completely redesign the sewing machine.
Furthermore, since she didn't have iron gears, all the driving gears and components had to be made of wood. This made the finished product much heavier; otherwise, it wouldn't be sturdy enough.
The step she made must have been quite large.
However, it wouldn't fit at home, and it definitely wouldn't work to leave it outside exposed to the wind and rain.
Thinking this, Lin Ying drew and erased on the paper, then drew again, until the paper was completely full before turning it over to continue drawing.
After a whole day, she still hadn't come up with anything. If it weren't for the fact that she was in a completely different field, and that Lin Ying had Mo Zi's memories in her mind, Mo Zi had studied architecture and later became a novelist. To put it bluntly, Mo Zi's knowledge came entirely from the information he researched while writing his novels.
It was only after she went to live in the wild that she gained some practical experience. However, she only had a superficial understanding of carpentry.
Lin Ying wanted to find things to do in order to stop herself from overthinking.
When Zhao Qinghuai returned home that evening, he saw a large pile of scrap paper and Lin Ying writing and drawing on it. He couldn't help but ask curiously, "What are you doing?"
Lin Ying wrote down her thoughts for Zhao Qinghuai, who raised an eyebrow and said, "Then you can study them slowly. I'm going to go make dinner for our master carpenter."
Lin Ying put down her pen. Her mind was still preoccupied with this matter, and she was inevitably caught in a vicious cycle. She decided to relax a bit.
Suddenly, she remembered something and pointed to her house to Zhao Qinghuai, indicating that the house was leaking.
Zhao Qinghuai looked at the roof and said, "Recently, some of the team members have been assigned to help out at the farm and forestry station. There might not be anyone to help for now, so let's make do for now and see how things go later. I checked, there's no leak on our kang (heated brick bed), we can still sleep on it."
Lin Ying wrote: "I'll fix it myself when I have time. It's been leaking and it's really annoying."
Zhao Qinghuai looked at Lin Ying suspiciously: "You're going to do it? Are you sure?"
Lin Ying was unsure. She thought for a moment and said, "I'll get the kitchen ready first, and then I'll build it myself. By the way, are families allowed to build their own kitchens in the residential compound?"
Zhao Qinghuai said, "If it were before, it probably wouldn't work, but the conditions in our family compound are too poor. The headquarters had already planned to rebuild the family compound, but now several troops have been sent from Beidahuang to support the construction, and all the resources are being allocated there, so the construction of the family compound may have to be postponed."
However, it's common knowledge that conditions in our residential compound are poor, so nobody says anything if someone builds a shed or an outhouse in their own yard. As long as it's not too excessive.
Lin Ying understood. She nodded, signaling Zhao Qinghuai to go cook.
She, however, continued her research.
That night, the two of them shamelessly made love until midnight. When Lin Ying was drowsy, Zhao Qinghuai held Lin Ying's soft body and fell asleep contentedly.
The next day, the sky cleared up, and Li Yue'e came to call her to go up the mountain to pick mushrooms. Mushrooms grow best after the rain, so Lin Ying naturally didn't refuse. She picked more mushrooms to make sauce, or to dry them and eat them in winter.
Many people went mushroom picking today; almost all of their family members came.
Although Lin Ying didn't interact with these people often, she knew most of their family members. However, there was one who looked unfamiliar. The woman appeared to be pregnant and close to giving birth; if Lin Ying had seen her before, she would definitely recognize her.
"That's Song Jianmin's wife from the Third Battalion of the First Regiment. I heard she couldn't make a living back home, so she came to join the army. She arrived a few days ago. She's staying in the house next to the supply and marketing cooperative."
Lin Ying nodded, indicating that she understood.
After everyone around her had left, Li Yue'e quietly said to Lin Ying, "I heard that she was being tormented by her mother-in-law at home, so she came here heavily pregnant. I wonder how much she suffered on the way."
Anyway, Lin Ying is mute now and can't speak. Li Yue'e naturally didn't expect her to offer any opinions.
While Li Yue'e was talking to Lin Ying about other people's affairs, they were also talking about Lin Ying, especially since Lin Ying herself had a family background issue, making her a focus of gossip among the women in the military dependents' compound.
Lin Ying's hearing is now very good, so even if they are more than ten meters away, she can still hear what they are saying. However, compared to the neighbor uncles and aunts who watched her grow up, but who kicked her and her grandfather when they were down on their luck, these people's words are insignificant.
Lin Ying preferred to act alone rather than accept their rejection or form cliques.
After Li Yue'e was called away by the families of the other three battalion commanders of the Third Regiment, Lin Ying was separated from everyone.
However, there seemed to be something wrong with the fetus in that Battalion Commander Song's wife's womb. Lin Ying shook her head: "Lin Ying, don't make me look down on you! Haven't you learned your lesson before? Do you think people will believe what you say?"
However, Lin Ying did not expect that before noon, the group of people who had been laughing loudly suddenly became panicked. However, Lin Ying had already gone back and was not there.
It was only in the afternoon that Li Yue'e went to Lin Ying's house and told her that Song Jianmin's wife's baby had died in the womb and could not be saved.
Lin Ying, however, showed no surprise whatsoever.
That evening, Zhao Qinghuai returned home with a grim expression, but Lin Ying didn't notice and continued drawing.
Zhao Qinghuai hesitated for a long time before Lin Ying finally looked up and asked, "Is there something you want to tell me?"
Unlike before, when Lin Ying was either all smiles or jumping up and down in anxiety in front of Zhao Qinghuai, this time Lin Ying was very calm and composed.
Looking at Lin Ying like this, Zhao Qinghuai, who had many questions he wanted to ask, suddenly couldn't bring himself to ask them. Because he knew that if he asked some questions, he might lose her.
"No, I'll go cook. What do you want to eat today?"
Lin Ying lowered her head again: "Whatever, you know I'm not picky about food."
Zhao Qinghuai turned and left, not noticing that Lin Ying's hand was trembling and she couldn't draw a straight line.
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