Seeing that Song Jingyun woven seemed to be a bamboo slave, but the size was much larger than that of an ordinary bamboo slave, the apprentice scratched his head.

Maybe the master is trying to make something new, but it just looks like a bamboo slave?

If the apprentice thinks this way, he will no longer stop him and is busy doing his own things.

Song Jingyun worked for a long time and finally weaved a super big bamboo slave in the afternoon, and it was the kind that people could lie in with a lid.

Looking at his own achievements, Song Jingyun looked at him for a long time and was very satisfied. Then he asked the apprentices to help him and went in and tried it.

Yes, the space inside is very spacious, and he even has some space for activities inside.

It's just that the hand is not very convenient to move.

After trying to lay down, Song Jingyun decided to transform this super-large bamboo slave into a few to leave a gap for her arms, which would have been much better.

The apprentices looked at Song Jingyun busy, looking at me, and looking at you, their faces were not very good-looking.

"Do you want to tell your master?"

"I think I want it, otherwise it will be ugly."

"But Master is very concerned about this matter. If he said that, would he be disappointed?"

"If I don't say anything, I don't think it will be possible..."

Several people whispered for a while, and finally, Jiangdongkou, who was the first to learn bamboo weaving craftsmanship, hesitated for a while before he stuttering, "Well, Master, let's just say this thing..."

"Isn't it very special?" Song Jingyun didn't even raise her head.

"It's quite special, but if Master wants to lie in and sleep at night, it won't work." Jiangdongkou whispered.

"Why?" Song Jingyun raised her head in surprise.

"How can I say this thing? I can only say it looks similar. Although there are different places, it looks too similar in overall..." Jiang Dongkou gritted his teeth and answered truthfully, "Especially when the master lies in it.

When it was, it was even more like…”

"What do you think?" Song Jingyun asked.

Jiangdongkou rubbed his hands, "It seemed like I was going to be carried out to soak the pig cage..."

"Soak the pig cage?" Song Jingyun was a little puzzled, "What is that?"

"The person who makes mistakes will be put into such a cage and thrown into the river. If he is lucky, he may be alive. If he is not lucky enough, he may be drowned."

Jiangdongkou said, "But generally, they will not be soaked in pig cages. Only those who do not abide by the rules and have an affair will be soaked in pig cages..."

adultery?

Song Jingyun thought for a long time before he thought of this word he seemed to have heard it.

It was heard from the aunts and aunts in the village when they were gossiping. When they were roughly speaking, married people were not obeying their wife's morality or men's morality, and they were entangled with other people outside...

Song Jingyun, “…”

He is a well-behaved son-in-law and never does anything to sorry for his wife!

Tsk, it seems that this Dazhu slave cannot be asked for.

Otherwise, it will be bad luck!

Without thinking, Song Jingyun started to tear down the big bamboo slave.

Seeing this, Jiangdongkou and others immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, it was removed, otherwise just thinking about it would be very cunning...

When Jiang Mixia was sleeping at night, she found that the bamboo slave that had been on the bed was not there. After searching for a while, she couldn't find any movement.

"Where is the bamboo slave on my bed? Do you see it?" Jiang Mixia asked Song Jingyun who came into the room.

"When I was holding it today, I was pricked by the burrs on my head. I was thinking about the thing I was sleeping with my arms. It would be bad if there were thorns. So I took it apart and grind the bamboo strips again.

”

Song Jingyun said, "Wait until I'm tomorrow, I'll make up one for you."

Even if your wife wants to hold a bamboo slave, she has to make it up by herself.

It's not OK if my father made it up.

"Okay." Jiang Mixia felt that what the son-in-law said must be the truth, so she didn't think much about it. She took the palm fan next to her and fanned herself, "It's getting hotter and hotter this day."

"Yes, it's quite hot." Song Jingyun also took a palm-leaf fan, lay down, slapped himself twice, and then slapped Jiang Mixia twice.

Jiang Mixia just drips her pillow, even if it's very hot now, it doesn't delay her sleep instantly.

But I woke up after not long.

When I woke up, I saw Song Jingyun still fanning her.

But the little son-in-law was really sleepy. He closed his eyes, held his head with one hand and slapped the palm fan with the other. His movements slowly slowed down until he stopped. Then he suddenly lowered his head in a sleepy way, and then he then mechanically

He shook his palm-leaf fan and then dozed off until his head drooped...

Although this little son-in-law is a little ignorant of the world and has a lower emotional intelligence, his mind is really pure enough and is really good to her, his wife.

On a hot day, Gang Mixia felt her whole body was very transparent and cool.

It’s just that the little son-in-law is really tired when he slapped like this.

Gimmixia picked up the palm-leaf fan in his hand.

After leaving the palm-legged fan, Song Jingyun woke up immediately and rubbed her eyes, "What's wrong with Madam?"

"It's okay, it's not hot anymore, go to bed." Gimmixia whispered.

"Oh." Song Jingyun closed her eyes in a daze.

After a while, I turned over and groped to catch Jiang Mixia's harvest, and placed it on myself.

It seemed that he was afraid that Gimmika would take her hands away, so he only held it with her hands.

Gimmixia, “…”

Very hot.

It’s better to let you hold a palm fan!

However, when it comes to this palm-leaf fan, the palm-leaf fan in your hand is made of the leaves of the paulownia. It’s light, just like that, it still has a little weight, and it’s a bit tired after shaking it for a long time.

If it is a round fan, it is light enough, but because the fabric is thin and too breathable, it will not be able to blow out any wind.

It would be great if it could make a fan that was lighter than a palm fan and more practical than a round fan...

While thinking, Emixia fell asleep in a daze.

By the next day, after breakfast, I went to the bamboo weaving workshop with Song Jingyun to find a suitable bamboo strip knife.

In the past, the knife with bamboo strips was thicker than ordinary hatchets, which was convenient for use.

However, this kind of knife is suitable for experienced practitioners, but it is very difficult for apprentices, and there is no way to completely accurately control the width, narrowness and thickness of the bamboo.

Since a workshop is opened, the things made must be standardized to ensure the quality of the goods.

So Jiang Mixia and Song Jingyun tinkered for a long time and developed a new Blade Sword.

Fix the knife on the wooden rack, and a fixed gap is formed between the two blades. In this way, the bamboo strips can be fixed in width, narrowness, and thickness. All bamboo strips are the same width, narrowness, and thickness. When weaving things, it will naturally be

It's easy to edit, and the quality of the things is good.

In order to adapt to the preparation of different objects, the gaps of the blades were adjusted to different sizes, and the number of bamboo strips required for the woven objects was fixed, so that the bamboo strips produced by the knife were fixed, so that they were not confused.

, not to be messy.

After searching for a while, Jiang Mixia found the thinnest bamboo strip knife used for a waterproof bamboo box.

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