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Chapter 216 Clear goal

"It doesn't matter." Mo Bei shook his head slightly, holding the waistband that Si Ningning usually carried with both hands and looking at it, "Let me think about it."

Seeing that he was serious, Si Ningning didn't bother him.

After about two or three minutes, Mo Bei put the bamboo basket aside, picked up the hatchet and made another move.

He took a bamboo strip and split it into four or five bamboo strips like thin sticks. He also selected a few bamboo strips and overlapped them on the ground in the shape of rice.

The word bamboo strips were fixed.

Don't worry about it being loose, Mo Bei took the disc in his hand, more than twice as fast as before. When the disc reached a certain size, he began to try to close it upward, and the arc gradually appeared.

It was also at this time that Mo Bei inserted the remaining thin bamboo threads into the gaps that had been braided and fixed them, then replaced them with bamboo strips to continue braiding.

Si Ningning initially hugged her knees and "eated melon" in a posture, and gradually evolved into a posture with her hands on her chin, looking at Mo Bei with admiration, "Is this really your first time making it up? Why don't I think it's the same? It's quite similar.

It’s about something.”

Mo Bei's preparation was not as careful as Huo Lang's, but as a newcomer, Si Ningning felt that he was already powerful enough.

At least the high level of understanding cannot be questioned.

"It's okay." Mo Bei's mouth was calm, but he couldn't help but straighten his waist. He seemed to be in a good mood, and he talked more. When weaving the basket, he tilted his head slightly to explain to Si Ningning, "This may not be the case.

It’s the correct way to weave it, but I’ve calculated that for newcomers like us who have never tried it before, this should be the safest and quickest way to do it.”

Si Ningning nodded clearly, blinked his deer eyes, and was a little confused, "Have you calculated it?"

"...Hmm." Mo Bei nodded, lowered his eyelids and focused on weaving baskets again, "I used to draw pictures a lot, and when I looked at the bamboo baskets just now, the picture subconsciously appeared in my mind. I can probably estimate the number of bamboo baskets, so the idea will be clearer.

"

When Mo Bei said this, Si Ningning could probably understand that it should be similar to the analytical diagram she used to draw clothes.

With nothing else to do at the moment, Si Ningning chatted with Mo Bei for a few more words about the topic: "Have you ever learned painting before?"

"It doesn't count as painting. There is still a difference between drawing and painting."

"What's the difference?" Si Ningning's crescent eyebrows furrowed in confusion. Aren't drawing and drawing the same thing?

As if aware of Si Ningning's doubts, Mo Bei explained: "Maps, tables, and buildings, that's what I draw."

Turning his head to look at his boss Ning Ning's increasingly confused eyes, Mo Bei raised his eyebrows slightly and smiled nonchalantly, "It's what the family meant."

Personally, Mo Bei actually didn't like it, and even resisted it.

This is also the main reason why Mo Bei agreed to go to the countryside instead of Mo Nanyuan.

Although he didn't like it, it didn't seem to be a bad thing at the moment. Otherwise, he wouldn't have gone to the countryside, let alone met Si Ningning.

Thinking about it, Mo Bei looked sideways at Si Ningning, his cool and handsome face slightly raised his lips, revealing a light smile like the first warm sun after the early spring, "Although I haven't drawn anything else, it's not very...

You should be able to draw complex things. If..."

"If you need it, or if you like it, you can come to me." Mo Bei cleared his throat with a "hum", his eyes fell back to the bamboo basket in his hand, his voice was a little unnatural, "I can try to draw it.

"

Si Ningning originally just listened attentively and didn't think much about it, but when Mo Bei said this, she suddenly had an idea.

Si Ningning grabbed the sleeve of Mo Bei's arm, and there seemed to be stars twinkling in his eyes: "If that's the case, I might really have something to ask you!"

"What is it..."

"that is……"

"Duo-Gulu-"

Mo Bei wanted to ask, and Si Ningning was about to speak, but before either of them could say anything, a gurgling sound suddenly sounded behind them.

The two of them stopped talking instantly and turned their heads together. They saw the round bamboo tube on the ground and Song Xiaoyun who was hunched over chasing the cup.

After a while, Song Xiaoyun picked up the bamboo cup, but she didn't say anything, didn't even look at the two people at the door, and quickly returned to the room with a strange expression.

Mo Bei didn't pay attention and his eyes fell back on Si Ningning.

Si Ningning looked at him and didn't mention what happened just now. Instead, he said: "It's time to start work. Go and clean up. If you are late, your work points will be deducted."

"Okay." Mo Bei frowned slightly and glanced sideways in the direction of the main room, with unspeakable resentment in his expression, "Then I will..."

Halfway through, he remembered that he had agreed yesterday with Li Lingyuan and the others to collect firewood after work this afternoon. Mo Bei paused for a moment, stuck the bamboo strips into the knitted gap below, and handed it to Si Ningning, "Then what's left

I’ll edit it at noon tomorrow.”

Worried that Si Ningning wouldn't take it to heart and would do it himself after he left, Mo Bei frowned and said, "I'll do it."

"I understand, you go ahead."

Si Ningning smiled helplessly, but thought in her heart: Is Mo Bei a little too concerned? Could it be that he got some kind of fun?

Shaking his head to interrupt his wandering thoughts, Si Ningning placed the semi-finished bamboo basket on top of the chicken coop behind the door, and then went out to check the situation in the dye basin.

Si Ningning first fished out Jiang Yue's piece of fabric from underneath. Just fished out of the dyeing liquid, the color of the cloth was a bit like pure white cloth dyed through iodine. Although it was a kind of yellow, it was not

It's translucent, but feels a bit dirty.

Si Ningning's heart skipped a beat, and she suddenly felt a little worried.

Isn't it going to fail?

At this time Jiang Yue and the others came out of the room, "Si Ningning, has the fabric been dyed?"

Si Ningning shook her head and put the fabric back into the dye basin with a guilty conscience, "Not yet, you probably won't be able to witness it, so go to work first."

"Ah..." Jiang Yue looked disappointed, but she had no choice but to go to work first.

When he was alone in the educated youth spot, Si Ningning turned over his hand and took out a pair of rubber gloves from the space.

Putting on gloves, Si Ningning repeatedly scrubbed the fabric in the dye solution for about ten minutes. She added three to five grains of alum into her basin filled with water, stirred it up, and then twisted out the dye solution on the fabric.

Dry it, put it in, and continue scrubbing it in water with alum added.

Alum can be used as a mordant and is also a type of dye-fixing agent. This step will wash away excess dye liquid on the fabric and at the same time increase the color fastness, reducing the tendency of the fabric to discolor and fade during washing after it is made into clothes.

When Si Ningning kneaded and washed, he could clearly see the excess dye dispersing in the water, and the fabric, which was dark and dirty at first, gradually became clearer and turned into a gentle light yellow. The effect was not bad.

Si Ningning's nervous heart gradually relaxed.

After that, he followed the same method and washed out all the fabrics on the alum side. Si Ningning was worried that the light alum would not be strong enough to fix the color, so he changed the basin of water and added salt to dissolve it, and then passed the fabric through the water again, and then he put the fabric on the clothes dryer with peace of mind.

Dry on the pole.

Except for Jiang Yue and Si Ningning, who chose to dye their fabrics yellow, everyone else chose to dye their fabrics a stain-resistant brown.

Si Ningning cleaned the fabric in the green vitriol dye bath and found that the coloring effect was not good. It cannot be said that it was not good. Perhaps the pomegranate dyeing saturation was only so high, so the fabric dyed with green vitriol was light.

The gray coffee color may be more stain-resistant than the original color, but it doesn't look good overall.

After Si Ningning rinsed and solidified the color, he put it into the basin again for dyeing. The dyeing time was soaked for 20 minutes once. He dyed it about twice and rinsed it repeatedly. By the third time, the color on the fabric finally became solid.

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Si Ningning felt that it was almost done, so she soaked the cloth in clean water with alum and salt, wrung it out, shook it off and hung it up on a clothes drying pole. She washed a few basins and took them back to the house. Si Ningning then lay down on the table in the living room.

Go up and take a short rest.

In the afternoon, I went to work in the pig pen and caught up with Huo Lang.

Si Ningning still felt strange, so she pulled herself out of the pig pen and asked, "What's wrong?"

Huo Lang took out an object from the bamboo basket at his waist and threw it to Si Ningning, "You want something."

"Hey, hey!" Si Ningning shook her hands several times before catching the thing and squeezing it tightly. She lowered her eyes and looked at it, and her little face suddenly lit up, "So fast!"

What Si Ningning is holding is a small pistol. It is light brown in color, has a wood texture, and has clear details. If it were black and took it out at first glance, some people would believe it to be true.

That's right, what Si Ningning said before as she leaned into Huo Lang's ear was that she wanted an engraved gun.

"Your carving skills are so exquisite, why do you say you only know a little bit?" Si Ningning played with the wooden pistol and turned to look at Huo Lang teasingly.

Huo Lang patted his trouser legs, walked to the side of the stone pillar and sat down casually. "I've touched it before, so it's not surprising that it can be carved into something."

"What you say makes no sense." Si Ningning paced and sat down next to him. She was in a good mood and said with a smile: "According to what you said, objects in daily life are also commonly touched, wouldn't it be possible to carve more

Okay? Then it’s not even close to being ‘not proficient’.”

Huo Lang was choked and couldn't speak. He looked sideways at Si Ningning and realized that he really couldn't defeat Si Ningning.

If you can't say it, just say it can't be said.

Huo Lang turned his face to the right side and looked at the alley wall a few meters away. His handsome face softened, "I went to the county that day and got the news. During this time, the county will arrange a film crew in time for the autumn farming season.

I have been touring various brigades and communes before, and it should be my turn here soon."

"Huh?" Si Ningning paused slightly while playing with the wood-carved pistol, and turned his head slightly to show confusion, "Movie team?"

"Yeah." Huo Lang nodded and continued to explain: "There are once or twice every year, mostly in summer and autumn after the harvest and busy farming. There is not much fun in the countryside. There are also the one or two nights when movies are shown when several production teams gather together and can

Busy and lively.”

"Is this a reward for the hard work of grassroots members?"

"That's pretty much what it means."

That's quite humane.

Si Ningning nodded, understanding.

She tossed the wooden handgun bowl again, and after thinking for a while, Si Ningning turned around and asked Huo Lang, "Then when we all go to the movies, will you go too? Do you want to go together?"

This is probably an invitation.

However, Huo Lang's breath was stagnant, and he paused before saying: "Not this time. There are quite a few production team members in total, and there may be people from other brigades coming to join in the fun. What the team leader meant was that the security team went there in advance.

Maintain order."

"...Well, okay then!" Si Ningning sighed softly. Although he was a little disappointed, it was understandable.

Huo Lang saw Si Ningning's frustrated expression, and felt sorry for rejecting Si Ningning's first invitation. After thinking for a while, Huo Lang said: "The educated youth will have a holiday next month. If you

I think we can go to the Seventh Production Team of Hongqi Commune next door."

"The one you went to hunt wild boars with last time?" Si Ningning asked.

"Yeah." Huo Lang nodded and explained in a low voice: "I told you last time that there is a sideline of planting over there, and this season the lotus pods are ripe."

Looking at Si Ningning's expectant eyes, Huo Lang paused deliberately.

Si Ningning frowned and hit him on the shoulder, "Keep talking, why did you stop?"

Huo Lang raised his eyebrows and chuckled, teasing and uttering the most crucial sentence: "Pick the lotus pods at will."

"Really!?" Si Ningning stood up quickly, clenched his fists and raised his hands vigorously, "Go, definitely go! Even if you have something to do, you have to make time to go!"

Huo Lang watched Si Ningning jumping excitedly with a smile on his eyebrows. After a while, he stood up and propped himself on the edge of the pig pen and took a look inside. Seeing that the inside had been cleaned, he turned around and said to Si Ningning: "Then I'll leave first. You

Clean up and go back to the educated youth spot to rest."

Si Ningning pecked at the rice and nodded. Huo Lang turned around and took a step forward. When she thought of something, she stopped him again, "By the way, Huo Lang!"

"Um?"

"Hegu's hair has grown. If you don't have time to take him out to get it cut, can you ask him to come to my place tomorrow and I'll cut it for him?"

"good."

After watching Huo Lang leave, Si Ningning was in a good mood. He finished the finishing work while humming a tune, and then turned back to the educated youth spot.

It would take a while for the other educated youths to come back, so Si Ningning seized the time and entered the space with the wood-carved pistol she had just obtained from Huo Lang and the black ink she had bought earlier.

Si Ningning had a clear goal, he wanted this wooden handgun just to bluff people.

Just in case you get stared at again when you go back to town.

Of course, if you want to bluff people, you need to further process it.

Si Ningning took two things to the bathroom, blocked the bathroom sink, put on rubber gloves and unscrewed the ink bottle cap, took the small brush that she usually used to apply facial masks, cleaned it briefly, dipped the small brush in ink and gradually applied it to the wood carving.

Paint it on the pistol.

The details of this gun are carved very well, but Si Ningning would not take it out to compete with others.

If she really encounters a situation, she may try to reveal her outline slightly. As long as she is not a fool or a fool, she will consider it carefully.

After all, the real gangsters will always be suspicious in their hearts. Can a person who can come up with so many good things be an ordinary person without a backing?

Coupled with the blessing of "gun", it is easy for people to be subjectively misled and mistakenly believe that Si Ningning's backstage is an iron backer.

The ink was very pigmented, and there were only some spots that appeared in some places. Si Ningning brushed it back and forth several times before covering it up.

(End of chapter)