Traveling through ancient times to flee from famine, take the time and space gate with you

An old man with gray hair was sitting on a stone by the stream, knitting a straw hat with hay. Jiayin, who came out of the house, saw the straw hat that the old man was knitting in his hands. He wandered over with interest and squatted next to the old man to watch carefully.

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The old man's hands were very fast. Just now he had only knitted a round top of the hat, and soon he had knitted it to the edge of the hat.

This kind of straw hat is different from the kind of bamboo hat. It doesn't have a pointed top, and the edges are not as wide and straight. After all, hay is soft and not as hard as bamboo. The shape of the hat still exists, and it is the same when worn on the head.

It can block the sun and also block the drizzle.

Jiayin followed the old man's example and picked up a strand of hay, trying to follow the pattern, but she didn't see how the old man started the straw hat, so she didn't know where to start with the hay.

The old man saw the little chubby girl squatting next to him, holding a wisp of hay in her hand and a wrinkled little face, and felt a little funny.

Wen Sheng said to her: "Little girl, do you want to learn to knit straw hats from grandpa?"

Jiayin nodded obediently, "Well, I also want to knit a hat. Grandpa, please teach me."

The old man, Fang Yunsheng, Fang Yunping's eldest brother, could only do some light work due to his poor health.

Maybe it's because practice makes perfect after doing it more, and he knits these things much more skillfully than others.

With a loving smile on his face, Fang Yunsheng picked up a strand of hay and started braiding it from scratch.

He deliberately slowed down his movements so that Jiayin could see it more clearly, and from time to time he would point out the mistakes in Jiayin's editing. Jiayin learned it very quickly and got started in a short time.

In less than a quarter of an hour, a round hat top was made by Jiayin. Fang Yunsheng was very surprised. After all, weaving this thing requires hand strength. He originally thought that with such a little hand strength, the weaving must be uneven.

Twisted and twisted.

As a result, this little girl looked about four or five years old. Her chubby hands were short and strong, and the braiding was dense and smooth.

I couldn't help but praise: "The little girl is really amazing. She learned it right away and can make it better than grandpa."

This is really not an exaggeration. Jiayin is born with great strength, and now he can control his hand strength very well. The knitting is really dense and smooth, but the speed is not as fast as the old man.

Jiayin looked happy at being praised, and replied with a smile: "Grandpa, I still want to learn that, is that okay?"

She pointed to the basket next to her. The basket was very delicately woven, with an oval body and beautiful patterns on it.

The basket is made of thin rattan, and the pattern is a bit like a wishful thinking pattern, which is very beautiful.

The old man chuckled and said, "Okay, okay, grandpa will teach you how to weave this basket."

After saying that, he put down the straw hat that was about to be formed in his hand, picked up the thin rattan next to it and explained to Jiayin, "First, use a slightly thicker rattan to spread it underneath..."

There are two children, one old and one young, one patiently teaches and the other studies seriously, and the people next to them all smile knowingly when they see it.

Fang Zhiyuan and a group of boys were helping to build a rack for drying salt, while the girls were helping to light the fire or stir the salt water in the pot.

The younger children were watching the little rabbits playing in the rabbit nest, and some were pulling weeds for the rabbits nearby...

...I am the dividing line...

Two months passed while everyone was busy preparing. During this period, the good news was that it rained several times, all at night.

The weather is starting to get colder, and almost all the wild fruits and vegetables in the nearby mountains have been picked.

It should snow here this winter, and it will be impossible to find food in the mountains, so everyone is getting ready to go.

Ten wheelbarrows have been prepared a long time ago, and thirty strong laborers take turns pushing them on the road. The remaining twenty people are responsible for guarding. After all, there are many unknown dangers on the road, so it is safer to dedicate manpower to guard them.