Gao Ming propped his chin and stared at the yellow pole in front of him, "Oh!"
"Don't do this, you may succeed next time." Wen Xiaobao blew lightly, and the smooth sawdust in his hand fell away with the wind. up.
The production of yellow poles is large in May, and there is a large area near the river. It is reasonable to say that the quantity is good, but it is very troublesome to strip the yellow poles from the yellow poles. Pull out three cotton threads, as for the stupid one like him, he can't pull out any of them. Seeing that the loom is almost finished, the yellow poles are full of withered yellow poles, but the cotton thread cannot be drawn out. With a sickle and a bamboo basket, I came back to do my own experiments.
It was at noon when the sun was at its heaviest, and Dongliqi took the baby to take a nap. Xiaohe, Tudu and other boys of the same age went out to play. They said they were playing, picking wild fruits and going down the river to touch fish and snails. It's right next to the cave at the bottom of the mountain, there's no danger from the crowds, and Dashi is relieved to let them go. As for Linzi Dashi Bujia and the others going out to hunt, Zhengmao has sent the prey for more than a month and will continue to send it. Gao Mingbujia discussed it It was decided that this would be the case. After living for a long time and getting closer to each other, there is no need to worry about it so much. Besides, Bujia can't be idle. The prey that Zhengmao sent this month plus the bacon in the cave There is a lot of inventory, and they can live for more than two months just by eating the inventory without working, so Zhengmao is not allowed to deliver it, and some holes in the Zhengmao family are only half full a day.
Sado nodded, and encouraged Gao Ming: "Xiao Bao is right, brother Xiao Ming must have other ways."
Gao Ming rubbed his face, thought for a while and said: "We have exposed to the sun, boiled and steamed, these are all High temperature, no way, soak in cold water today, and see later!" Landa went to fetch cold water in a large wooden basin, and Sado went to help.
Now that the two caves have merged, the pottery-making technology has matured. The women in Zhengmao Cave and the elderly hunters usually burn pottery. Gao Ming no longer burns pottery. Basically, people in Zhengmao Cave will not ask for his things. The pottery is given away for free, and if you give it back, Xiaohe made a lot of wooden barrels and basins. Anyway, there are many trees on the mountain, and people here only need to go to the place if they are kind. Cut down trees, and the men and women who are in love on the mountain will come to help when they see each other.
The most embarrassing time was that three people in the woods were fighting in the field. They were two men and one woman. Gao Ming Xiaobao and Xiao He were stunned on the spot. Afterwards, he took the initiative to ask for help, but Gao Ming embarrassingly refused, and Xiao Bao even turned around and ran staggeringly. Gao Ming felt that spring is really a season of estrus while helping his forehead! Even though it's late spring!
Landasado brought a big wooden basin, which is usually used for washing leather. At this time, there was half a basin of cold water in it. Gao Ming took a handful of yellow poles. The ones he damaged during his experiments were already much better. Use it sparingly this time.
The wooden basin was placed under the shed, and Gao Ming ignored it when he saw that he would not be able to make a trick for a while. Anyway, I heard from Tudu that the yellow poles will fall in mid-June or even at the end of June. There is still a month to go, so it should be OK.
"Let's do this first. Let's see what happens tonight. What are we going to eat tonight?" Gao Ming asked, patting the ash on his hands.
The weather is hot and I go out hunting for a day. I don't have any appetite at all when I come back. I'm so sunburnt. I just want to drink and don't want to eat. I don't have any opinion, as long as Gao Ming's cooking is delicious, Xiaobao doesn't care either.
"Then Landasado, you two pick some ripe black fruits and bring them back. I'll study in the afternoon to see if I can steam some Liangpi." Even if the flour in the hole is saved, there is only one clay pot left. It was specially reserved for the two little guys. Gao Ming thought that the black fruit powder had no taste and maybe it could be used for steaming cold noodle.
Nowadays, there are also early-maturing black fruits, but you have to pick them. Generally speaking, June is the peak season for black fruits.
The two of them carried the bamboo baskets to pick the fruits. They were very affectionate. Gao Ming rubbed his old waist and sat on the small stool. He was so mad at noon yesterday that he was turned over by Bujia like a pancake on an iron plate. Burn! In the afternoon, it was clear that we would study the loom together, but his legs were as soft as mud, his mouth hurt when he couldn't close his mouth, and there were hickey marks all over his body. For this reason, Gao Ming was ashamed to come out and pinched the cloth severely. add.
It was still early, and it was estimated to be around three o'clock according to the light. Gao Ming propped his head up to watch Xiaobao play the loom. After a while, his head seemed to be pecking at rice. On the bamboo chair, the bamboo chair swayed brilliantly for a while and then fell asleep.
Wen Xiaobao put down the wooden work in his hand, went in and took a piece of thin leather to put on Gao Ming's stomach, then continued to work on the work in his hand, after a few digs, he became dazed, his head was full of random thoughts, thinking about his parents before When he was still alive, he thought about the life in the team, and the kind hygienist... two eyebrows were slightly frowned, and he suddenly realized that he didn't know when he couldn't remember the kind hygienist who bandaged his wound. What does it look like?
Shaking his head, he likes the life here very much, like the life in Wenjia Village when his father and mother were still there, every day accompanied by the sound of dogs barking, his father was doing woodwork in the yard, and his mother was doing laundry, cooking, and sewing at home. Wandering around the fields in the countryside with his buttocks, when he came to the chimneys of every house nearby, his mother stood at the gate of the yard and called him loudly, and he knew he was going home for dinner...
The days here are peaceful and peaceful , the people here are also very kind. There was a smile in Wen Xiaobao's eyes, and his eyes couldn't help but become crescent-shaped. In his head, everything about what the health worker looked like was gone, and he lowered his head and began to concentrate on his work again.
Zhengmao was carrying a small wooden bucket in his hand, which contained a bucket of things. One arm and half of his chest were covered with tiny scratches. As soon as he climbed to the mountainside, he saw Wen Xiaobao's pair, which looked like the crooked moon in the sky. Bright and bright, this pair of eyes was directly imprinted in his heart, like bleating hairs brushing over his heart, and the tickling beat was slightly faster.
Xu Zhengmao's eyes were too numb and gentle, Wen Xiaobao, who lowered his head, suddenly raised his head, his eyes were still smiling, and they collided with Zhengmao's dazed eyes, and Zhengmao was like a pot of water Like cold water being poured on him, he shivered all over his body, and hurried up with the wooden bucket, his expression returned to his usual look, he knew that Wen Xiaobao didn't like him smiling at him and looking at him, then he wouldn't Laugh or not.
Maybe it's because the memories just now were good, Wen Xiaobao saw Zheng Mao coming up, except that the smile in his eyes was gone, but his face was still gentle, uncharacteristically, he was peaceful towards Zheng Mao.
Since the first time the two got together, Wen Xiaobao smiled at him and was gentle with him? Zhengmao's heart was beating drums, his face was quite calm, he put the wooden barrel in front of Wen Xiaobao, and said seriously: "See if this is the lacquer paint you want."
Wen Xiaobao quickly put down his hand when he heard it. He took the wooden barrel and tapped it with his hand, his face was overjoyed, and when he looked up to see Zhengmao's serious expression, his expression immediately returned to the original, nodded, and said softly: "That's it, what do you want? "I've been looking for this lacquer for almost two months, and it's considered a treasure. He will exchange it for whatever Zhengmao wants.
Zhengmao shook his head and said, "It's just this one. You use this bucket first. If it's not enough, I'll come over and get it for you tomorrow morning." You won't find this, but the gentle slope is hard to get into, not to mention the weeds inside are hard to cut with a big knife.
"It's not easy to find?" Wen Xiaobao saw the bloodstains all over Zhengmao's body, the scars were small, as if scratched by thorns, his heart moved slightly, he stood up and said: "Come and find me tomorrow, and take me there to find the lacquer tree."
"Just tell me if you want, and I'll get it for you." Zheng Mao couldn't help but seem to be ordering.
Wen Xiaobao shook his head firmly. He didn't like Zhengmao first because of the way he looked at him at first, and second because he didn't like what he said. After dealing with him for a long time, he also knows that Zhengmao is very warm, kind and just. Although he still doesn't like this person, he also knows that this person is for his own good, but he just doesn't like this person to look down on him. Thinking of this, Then he affirmed: "You come here tomorrow morning, otherwise I don't want your paint."
Zhengmao's face darkened a bit, did this person not understand, it was so difficult to get in there, and he was covered in bloodstains, it's okay for him to have thick skin, Wen Xiaobao looked thin and weak, what if he fell and got his eyes pierced ? !
Wen Xiaobao's complexion had already started to darken. This guy's eyes showed what was in his heart. He was annoyed with judging people by their appearance, so he sat down on the stool again and said coldly: "Put this bucket here. Come over tomorrow and give it to me by the way." You." Started to do woodwork.
Zheng Maoqi's head was full of anger, but Wen Xiaobao didn't give him a look, so he had to go down the mountain with a dark face.
Hearing the sound of footsteps in the distance, Wen Xiaobao, who was working, raised his head and stared at Zheng Mao who was half behind, with a sneer on the corner of his mouth, this guy really deserves a beating!
Gao Ming took a break quietly, saw Zhengmao left and Xiaobao was working, wondering if he should get up now, but the atmosphere seemed wrong now, but he really seemed to see what the lacquer tree looks like! But although Zhengmao and Xiaobao are not on the same page, why does he always feel that Xiaobao is very special to Zhengmao! ! ! Although Xiaobao looks colder on the outside, he has a fiery heart. No matter who he gets along with, he is very gentle, even those who don't deal with him very much on weekdays. Maybe it's a special kind of existence that is not pleasing to the eye? !
"Don't pretend when you wake up, get up and work!" Wen Xiaobao put down the work in his hands, looked at the wooden barrel at his feet, and was still very happy. The lacquer tree was finally found, and the furniture will be more beautiful in the future.
Gao Ming got up cheerfully, seeing Xiaobao's expression, he knew that he didn't want to be too masculine, so he went to the wooden barrel to see, there was a small half of the barrel of milky milk, Gao Ming wanted to reach out and touch it, so Wen Xiaobao said anxiously: "This thing is poisonous. ——" Gao Ming was so frightened that he quickly retracted his hands, "How can you paint the furniture with this stuff being poisonous?
" After a few days of scratching, it will go down, brush the raw lacquer on the furniture and move it to a cool place to dry in the shade, and then it will be fine, and it will not hurt people." Wen Xiaobao explained.
"Then this raw lacquer is white, will it be white on the brush?" Gao Ming was very curious about the lacquer tree, he had never seen this thing before.
Wen Xiaobao shook his head, "There is no color on the paint, if you want a color, you have to mix it with a paint—"
Gao Ming shook his head, this world is very happy to have wooden furniture, so don't be picky about the color. The two of them went into the hole while talking, first brushed the big guy's cabinet, bedside table and moved it out to dry in the shade. As for the bed, we will talk about it tomorrow.
Maybe it's purely natural, the raw lacquer doesn't smell much, after brushing it, it looks like a modern girl painted transparent nail polish on her fingernails, and the original smooth wood is even more beautiful. The natural wood grain furniture is very high-grade, a bit Not worse than modern ones.
The two of them brushed all the cabinets and bedside tables, and there was still a shallow bottom left on the bedside table. Wen Xiaobao said that he could still paint a set of dining table and chairs. Gao Ming used clean water to scrub the oil stains on the dining table in advance. There are children in Qi's room, no matter how weak the smell is, he still doesn't feel at ease. He remembers all kinds of cancers caused by modern formaldehyde, especially children, so they greeted each other and moved the bedside table outside the cave to the shed for cleaning. again.
Landa Sado came back with a bamboo basket on his back. The two of them saw that they had come back from a bath when they were wet. When they saw the furniture placed outside the cave, they seemed to be much brighter and more beautiful than before, and they planned to reach out to touch them.
"Don't move!" Gao Ming hurried out of the cave.
"Brother Xiaoming's cabinet seems to have become more beautiful, looking slippery." Landa said.
"I just painted the paint, and it's not dry yet. After a while, you can touch it. After painting this, the wood will not be afraid of moisture, deformation and oil stains." Gao Ming saw the two carrying bamboo baskets on their backs, and said with a smile: Go to the kitchen, I will cook later, and you two will have a rest."
"I'm not tired, Brother Xiaoming, I'll help you." Sado unloaded his own bamboo basket and helped Landa unload it, saying: "I also picked the bamboo basket. When Xiaohongguo came back, Landa had been iced in the river for a long time."
"Put Xiaohongguo in the cave, where it's cool, where is the river?" The two of them should be able to meet the river when it's getting late. came back.
"Xiaohe went to the Tutu Cave and said he would be back in a while." Landa entered the cave with a bamboo basket of little red fruits.
Gao Ming nodded as long as he was fine, Wen Xiaobao was still painting, he was preparing dinner, Qi was busy feeding the two cubs, Sado offered to ask Ying for help, Gao Ming was naturally happy that someone would help.