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Chapter 216 The goal is clear
"It's okay." Mo Bei shook his head lightly, holding Si Ning Ning's waist basket with both hands and looking at it, "Let me think about it."

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

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

He took a bamboo strip and split it into four or five stick-like bamboo threads, and selected several bamboo strips to overlap on the ground in the shape of rice. The word bamboo strips were also fixed.

Don't worry about looseness, Mo Bei took the disc in his hand, and the speed was more than twice as fast as before. When the disc was woven to a certain size, he began to try to close it upwards, and the arc gradually appeared.

It was also at this time that Mo Bei pinned the remaining thin bamboo threads into the woven gaps and fixed them, and replaced them with bamboo strips to continue weaving.

Si Ningning changed from the posture of "eating melons" with knees hugged at the beginning, and gradually evolved into a posture of putting his hands on his cheeks and looking at Mo Bei with adoration on his face, "Is it really the first time you made it up? Why don't I think it doesn't look like it? It's quite similar." Something happened."

Mo Bei was not as careful as Huo Lang in the preparation, but as a rookie, Si Ningning felt that he was already good enough.

At least the point of high comprehension is unquestionable.

"It's okay." Mo Bei's mouth was calm, but his waist couldn't help straightening up. He seemed to be in a good mood, and he started talking more. When weaving the basket, he slightly turned his head to explain to Si Ningning, "This may not be The correct way to weave, but I've figured it's the safest way to go for newcomers we've never tried."

Si Ningning nodded knowingly, his deer eyes blinked, and he was a little puzzled, "Have you calculated?"

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

When Mo Bei said that, Si Ningning could probably understand the meaning, which should be similar to the analysis diagram of her clothes painting.

There was nothing else to do right now, so Si Ningning chatted with Mo Bei on the topic: "Have you learned to draw before?"

"It's not considered painting, there is still a difference between drawing and painting."

"The difference?" Si Ningning frowned in a daze with his crescent eyebrows. Isn't painting and drawing pictures the same thing?
As if aware of Si Ningning's doubts, Mo Bei explained: "Maps, tables, and buildings, that's what I drew."

Turning his head to meet the increasingly confused eyes of his boss Ning Ning, Mo Bei raised his eyebrows slightly, and smiled indifferently, "It's the meaning of the family."

As far as I am concerned, Mo Bei actually doesn't like it, or even resists it.

This is also the main reason why Mo Bei promised Mo Nanyuan to go to the countryside in place of Mo Nanyuan.

Although he doesn't like it, it doesn't seem to be a bad thing at the moment. Otherwise, he wouldn't go to the countryside, let alone meet Si Ningning.

Thinking about it, Mo Bei looked sideways at Si Ningning, his cold and handsome face slightly raised his lips, revealing a light smile like the first warm sun after early spring, "Although I haven't painted anything else, it's not very Complicated things should be able to draw. If..."

"If you need or like anything, you can come to me." Mo Bei cleared his throat lightly 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 was just listening intently, without thinking too much, 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 this is the case, I might really have something to ask you!"

"what's it……"

"that is……"

"Duo-Gululu-"

Mo Bei wanted to ask, and Si Ningning was about to speak, but before the two of them could speak, there was a sudden murmuring sound behind them.

The two stopped talking in an instant, turned their heads together, and saw the round bamboo tube on the ground, and Song Xiaoyun who was hunched over chasing the cup.

Not long after, Song Xiaoyun picked up the bamboo cup, but didn't say anything, didn't even give the two people at the door a look, and walked back to the room with a strange expression.

Mo Bei didn't care, and his eyes fell back on Si Ningning.

Si Ningning looked at him, didn't mention what happened just now, but said: "It's time to go to work, you should go and clean up quickly, you will be deducted work points if you are late."

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

In the middle of talking, remembering that he had agreed with Li Lingyuan and the others yesterday to collect firewood after work this afternoon, Mo Bei paused, stuck the bamboo strips into the woven gap at the bottom, and handed them over to Si Ningning, "Then what's left? I'll make it up at noon tomorrow."

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

"I know, you go."

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

Shaking his head to interrupt Luanfei's thoughts, Si Ningning put the semi-finished bamboo basket on the chicken coop behind the door, and then went out to check the situation in the dye solution basin.

Si Ningning fished out Jiang Yue's fabric first. It was just out of the dyeing solution. The color of the fabric was a bit like the visual effect of pure white fabric dyed with iodine. Although it was a kind of yellow, it was not Translucent, a bit dirty feeling.

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

Is it going to fail?

At this time, Jiang Yue and the others came out of the house, "Si Ningning, is the fabric dyed?"

Si Ningning shook his head, and put the fabric back into the dye bath 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 the educated youth was left alone, Si Ningning turned his hands and took out a pair of rubber gloves from the space.

Putting on gloves, Si Ningning rubbed and washed the fabric in the dye solution repeatedly. After washing for about ten minutes, she added three or five grains of alum to the washbasin filled with clean water and stirred it evenly, and then twisted the dye solution on the fabric. Dry it, put it in, and continue scrubbing in clean water with alum.

Alum can be used as a mordant, and it is also a kind of color fixing agent. This step will wash away the excess dye solution on the fabric, and at the same time, it can deepen the color fastness, and reduce the color fading and fading when the fabric is made into clothes in the future.

When Si Ningning rubbed and washed it, he could clearly see the excess dye liquid disperse in the water, and the fabric that was initially dark and dirty gradually became clearer, and gradually showed a gentle yellowish color, and the effect was not bad.

Si Ningning's nervous heart gradually relaxed.

Afterwards, he did the same thing, washing all the fabric on the alum side. Si Ningning was worried that the light alum was not strong enough to fix the color, so he changed the basin of water and added salt to dissolve it. Dry on a pole.

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

Si Ningning cleaned the fabric in the green vitriol dyeing solution basin, and found that the coloring effect was not good, and it cannot be said that it was not good. Perhaps the saturation of pomegranate dyeing 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 the overall look is not good.

After rinsing and fixing the color, Si Ningning put it into the basin again for re-dyeing. The re-dyeing soak time is 10-[-] minutes. After re-dyeing for about two times, rinse repeatedly. At the third time, the color on the fabric finally gradually becomes solid. .

Si Ningning felt that it was almost done, so he passed the cloth through clean water with alum and salt, wrung it dry, shook it off and hung it on the clothes drying pole, washed several basins hastily, and took them back to the house. Then Si Ningning lay down on the table in the main room on, took a short break.

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

Si Ningning still felt strange, turned out of the pigsty, and asked, "What's wrong?"

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

"Hey, hey!" Si Ningning picked it up several times with shaking hands before he grabbed the thing tightly. Looking down, his deer eyes lit up instantly on his small face, "So fast!"

What Si Ningning held in his hand was a small pistol. It was light brown in color, with a wood texture and clear details. If it was replaced with black, and it was taken out, some people would believe it was true.

That's right, before Si Ningning approached Huo Lang's ear and said that he wanted a carved gun.

"Your carving skills are so exquisite, why do you still say you only know a little bit?" Si Ningning played with the wooden pistol, turned his head and looked at Huo Lang jokingly and asked.

Huo Lang patted his trouser legs, walked to one side of the stone pier and sat down leisurely in two steps, "I have touched it before, and it is not surprising that it can be carved out."

"What you said makes no sense." Si Ningning paced and sat down beside him, in a good mood and said with a smile: "According to what you said, objects in daily life are often touched, wouldn't it be possible to carve them more Okay? Then there's nothing 'not proficient'."

Huo Lang was so choked that he couldn't speak, he looked sideways at Si Ningning slightly, and found that he really couldn't speak to Si Ningning.

If you can't say it, then you can't say it.

Huo Lang turned his face to the right, looked vaguely at the alley wall a few meters away, his slashed handsome face softened, "I went to the county that day and got the news, and the county will arrange a film team during this time, just in time for the busy autumn season Before, I was parading in the brigades and communes, and it should be my turn here soon."

"Huh?" Si Ningning paused slightly in the action of playing with the wooden pistol, tilted his head and looked puzzled, "Film team?"

"Yes." Huo Lang nodded and continued to explain: "There will be one or two incidents every year, mostly after the harvest in summer and autumn. Lively and lively."

"Is this a reward for the busy grassroots members?"

"That's about it."

That's pretty human.

Si Ningning nodded, understanding.

She tossed the carved wooden pistol bowl again, and after thinking for a while, Si Ningning turned around and asked Huo Lang, "Then everyone will 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, "This time it won't work. There are a lot of people in the production team, and there may be people from other teams coming to join in the fun. The team leader means that the security team will go over early Maintain order."

"...Well, okay then!" Si Ningning sighed softly, although he was a little disappointed, he could understand.

Huo Lang saw Si Ningning's disappointed little expression in his eyes, and he always 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 Think, we can go to the Seventh Production Team of Hongqi Commune next door."

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

"Hmm." Huo Lang nodded and explained in a hoarse voice: "I told you last time that there is a sideline planting business over there, and this season coincides with the ripening of lotus pods."

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

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

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

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

Huo Lang looked at Si Ningning excitedly with a smile on his face. After a while, he got up and leaned on the edge of the pigsty to take a look inside. Seeing that the inside had been cleaned, he turned around and said to Si Ningning, "Then I'll go first, you Pack up, and go back to the educated youth to rest."

Si Ningning nodded her head, Huo Lang turned around and just took a step, when she thought of something, she stopped him again, "That's right, Huo Lang!"

"Ok?"

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

"it is good."

Watching Huo Lang leave, Si Ningning was in a good mood, humming a little tune to finish the finishing work, and then turned back to the educated youth spot.

It will take a while for the other educated youths to come back. Si Ningning took the time to enter the space with the wooden pistol he just got from Huo Lang and the black ink he bought earlier.

Si Ningning had a clear goal. He wanted this wooden pistol to bluff people.

In order to prevent people from being followed when they go back to the town.

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

Si Ningning went to the bathroom with two things, blocked the sink in the bathroom, put on rubber gloves and unscrewed the cap of the ink bottle, took out the small brush used for facial masks, cleaned it a little, dipped the brush with ink, and gradually applied it to the woodcarving. Paint on the pistol.

The details of this gun are engraved in place, but Si Ningning will not take it out to confront others.

If the situation really happened, she might try to reveal the outline faintly. As long as she is not a fool or a stunned young man, she will consider it carefully.

After all, the real gangsters will be suspicious in their hearts. Can the person who can come up with so many good things be an ordinary person with no background?
With the blessing of the "gun", it is easy to mislead people subjectively, mistakenly thinking that Si Ningning's backstage is a solid backer.

The ink is very pigmented, only a few places are mottled, and Si Ningning brushed it back and forth a few times before covering it up.

(End of this chapter)