This mountain is mine

Chapter 201 Name Things

"Meow, it doesn't look good. You can draw some patterns on it to make it look good." Li Sijin smiled and held his knitting product for the first show, and offered his opinion by the way.

Yu Miaomiao looked at Li Sijin's smiling face and didn't know whether to laugh or cry. Did she have feud with Li Sijin?When he gets better in the future, will he cause trouble for himself?

"Weave it with threads of other colors, okay?" Li Sijin discussed with Yu Miaomiao enthusiastically.

Yu Miaomiao looked at his slender and fair hand with well-defined joints, only the index finger was wrapped in gauze, it was much better than the swollen and purple hand a few days ago.

But what are these hands doing?
Actually weaving!
In modern society, weaving seems to be the work of women, just like in ancient times, embroiderers were all women.

Of course, women rob men's jobs, such as hunting, opening shops and so on. In this rural area, everyone may think they are capable, and the rich families will dislike showing their faces.

A man occasionally helps his wife wash the dishes and comb her hair, in exchange for a sentence, he will feel distressed.If you also come to embroider and weave, it will be ugly to spread the word.

It is also the norm of this era that men and women perform their own duties.

Sure enough, I saw Guanshi Wu who came in with a constipated look on his face, which was very ugly, but his fourth master didn't know it.

Old Man Lan thought it didn't matter, glanced at it, and wasn't very interested, but he still praised him full of praise: "Little Four, that's you, don't limit yourself to these things, temper is really a natural thing."

Yu Miaomiao sighed secretly, so that Li Sijin would not be angry in the future, should he recruit some male weavers?Aren't there male fashion designers in modern times?

This thought flashed through his mind, but Yu Miaomiao held back his smile and asked Li Sijin: "How did you do this, who taught you?"

Li Sijin said: "I saw you teaching others in the yard yesterday."

Yu Miaomiao remembered that yesterday she did teach the two women who came to help at home, one was flat stitching, the other was up and down stitching, and she asked them to go home and practice crochet according to her description.

She had made a lot of crochet needles and bamboo sticks in the blacksmith's shop before.

Unexpectedly, he just glanced at it for a while and said, "Gourds can be woven here... Miaomiao likes gourds. These threads can be dyed, and I will weave colorful gourds for you."

Although Yu Miaomiao's head was full of black lines, she still tried her best to calmly say,

"The gourd is not pretty, it's okay to hold it in your hand and play with it, but it's so ugly on the clothes. It's not bad to weave a gourd doll on a child's clothes."

Besides, she only knows the simplest stitches, so how can she knit any patterns? She has embroidery skills in her memory, but it is still different from knitting.

"What is a gourd baby?" Li Sijin was puzzled.

Yu Miaomiao looked at her hand: "I won't be able to tell for a while. When my hand is ready, I'll show you the drawing."

"What kind of painting does Miao Miao like, I will weave it for you, and I will give it to you after weaving."

Now Zhao Man couldn't be happier anymore. He was the one who gave Li Sijin a set of knitting tools and two rolls of wool when he was bored. Someone encouraged him to knit, but he didn't let him do it to seduce his wife. of.

He coughed, but no one paid attention to him at this time, except Guanshi Wu and Mr. Lan.

Steward Wu lowered his eyes slightly, staring at the ground, noticed that Zhao Man also pretended not to hear.

Old man Lan glanced at him, then looked away again.

Yu Miaomiao looked at Li Sijin with bright eyes: "Can you knit?"

Li Sijin smiled and said: "It's not difficult, it's the same as painting. It's not difficult for me, but it's just using thread. Of course I can... Meow, I'll weave a picture of a lady or a horse fence for you." You must like landscape paintings. Everyone likes my paintings, if you don’t believe me, you can ask Guanshi Wu.”

Malan Shanshui is where the Li family's ancestral home is located in Shanghe County, and the Li family's wine shop is also there. It uses water from the Malan River to brew wine. If it is not brewed from this river, it is not the authentic Li family's "imperial wine".

Yu Miaomiao has never been to Shanghe County, but I heard that it is more interesting than Weishui River.

Steward Wu nodded repeatedly: "No one will praise Fourth Master's talent."

Old Man Lan also said, "I've seen Xiao Si's picture of a lady, and I heard it's really good."

But thinking that this painting was brought into Bozhou and kept in Yang's family, Yu Miaomiao didn't like Yang's family very much now, so he didn't say much, he just mentioned it vaguely.

In Old Man Lan's opinion, it was the second boy who made a mistake last time, let's see how he described it and ended it, he is old, and the loess is almost buried up to his neck, so he has no scruples, while he is still alive, treat meow better , In the future, in the future, I will not be guilty when I see my daughter, and I can take care of everything else.

The four sons of the Yang family, except for the eldest son Yang Hong and the youngest son Yang Hao who are proficient in this way, Yang Yuan and Yang Che, one Shang and one Wu, are not familiar with these things.

Yang Hao admired Li Sijin very much. In the past, Mr. Lan doted on this youngest grandson, and heard him praise Li Sijin.

Li Sijin raised her eyebrows and became more and more happy when she heard this.

Yu Miaomiao absolutely believed in Li Sijin's ability to draw, but he still couldn't believe it when he said that he could weave it so easily.

Li Sijin repeatedly patted his chest and promised: "Just wait and see, don't you just use wool instead of a pen to draw? It's not difficult at all."

It's the first time Yu Miaomiao has heard of the idea of ​​using a thread as a paintbrush, but it seems reasonable.

Yu Miaomiao's heart skipped a beat, the women in the village could only do some simple tricks, too complicated tricks would definitely not work.

However, if there are drawings, marking the grid like cross-stitching, indicating the color and the number of stitches, wouldn't it be possible to weave it?

Thinking of this, she looked at Li Sijin's bright eyes, and quickly asked: "How do you draw it with thread if you want to weave a gourd like that one? How many stitches are needed for the curved neck? How many stitches are needed for the bottom of the widest gourd?" ?”

While talking, he raised his gauze-tied fingers to the window sill, on which was a small gourd with a curved neck. It was just picked yesterday, and the skin of the gourd was already withered and yellow. The seeds had just been removed, and it was still drying. For the skin, I plan to use this gourd to try dye painting.

Recently, she has been thinking about how to deal with these gourds and sell them for money. Li Sijin thinks that she likes gourds, probably because of this.

Li Sijin tilted his head to look at the gourd, and said triumphantly: "If we use the current stitching method, only two stitches are needed for the widest part of the curved neck, eight stitches long, and then three stitches wider, six stitches long, and the bottom of the gourd. 28 stitches wide."

After finishing speaking, he blinked and looked at Yu Miaomiao begging for praise.

Yu Miaomiao was stunned for a moment, the old man Lan had already brought the gourd over, he gestured the width of Li Sijin's woolen belt, and counted it, exactly as he said.

Grandpa Lan was full of praise immediately.

Li Sijin also gave a serious evaluation, shaking his head while talking, "But it is only a painter who can restore this kind of real thing, it has no artistic conception, and it is not beautiful at all."

Yu Miaomiao's face was overjoyed immediately, and she couldn't hide it, she praised: "I didn't expect you to have such a talent. It's really amazing!"

Just looking at it like this, you can say it accurately, it's really amazing!
Li Sijin's eyes suddenly brightened a little, and Wu Guanshi was secretly dissatisfied, what kind of talent is this.

Yu Miaomiao hurriedly said: "Li Sijin, you don't need to do the knitting yourself. Your hands are not good enough. Can you draw it first and mark the color and number of stitches? Let others do the knitting, and the first one will be woven for you." You, you can mark the pictures you like clearly, how about that?"

Li Sijin naturally responded with a full mouth, and made a small request by the way, "Meow, can you call me Ah Li? This is my nickname."

The ancients used nicknames, all of which were lowly and humble, just to get the lottery of making a living.

Li Sijin is just his name, his name is Li Mu, because the name is a respectful name for people, Li Sijin is famous all over the world, and the students respect Li Sijin, so they are all called by the name, except for the current head of the Li family. Apart from Li Pengju, there is no one else who can stand shoulder to shoulder with him, which shows his talent.

For example, Zhao Man, Wang Lang, Yang Yuan, Yang Che, etc., in the minds of Fang Ling or the students of the Song Dynasty, cannot be compared with them.

But Fang Aonan is different, but the names of nobles from aristocratic families are all respected by single characters. Fang Aonan is a concubine who gave birth to a son. The name is also humble, based on the name of his brother Fang Ke's Aodong, he took Aonan as his first name, and his name was Nansheng.

One of the important reasons why Fang Aonan broke out of the house and followed Zhao Man was his status. He would never have a bright future in Fang's family, and he had to rely on himself to change his status as a concubine!
As for Tian Qing, it was different. When he was born, the Tian family had already become an ordinary farmer, and he didn't read much. Apart from this name, he had no words at all.

When the name was mentioned, Yu Miaomiao suddenly remembered that the innocent Li Sijin in front of him had a glorious past.

However, she still agreed to the small request of the child Li Sijin, just a name.

"Ah Li, this name is not bad."

Li Sijin was immediately happy, "Meow, I will draw it for you in a while."

The first woolen clothes belonged to Li Sijin, and Miaomiao was called by her nickname, which made her relationship a big step forward.

Zhao Man felt that the pain in his heart was getting worse, and he groaned: "Miaomiao..."

Before he finished speaking, Old Man Lan looked over and saw that his face was darker, gloating and said: "Little Si is really good, you encouraged him to weave, you should have thought that this one just hit Meow Meow's heart By the way...by the way, I heard that a Miao girl called you by your nickname?"

What old man Lan was talking about was Chang Chuxin.

Hearing this, Zhao Man held his breath in his heart again, how could he be called by his nickname!

Ahman is his nickname and his first name. He only had a nickname when he was born, and after he was born, he experienced a series of changes. It also became his name.

And the word?He has been on the battlefield all year round, so where would he have the leisure to think of a word, but no one would take it for him, and he also forgot about it.

At first Yu Miaomiao called him by first and last name, he was really upset for a while, but Chang Chuxin had already called Ah Man first, she naturally refused to change her name, most of the time she called him "Qilang", but once angry or serious , is still a name with a surname.

After a long time, Zhao Man got used to it.

In addition to the enemy who wanted to kill him, he shouted: "Zhao Man, today I will take your dog's head!"

From time to time, his wife also linked her name and surname like this, but the name didn't matter much to him.

However, after thinking about it, Zhao Man opened his eyebrows and looked at the old man Lan meaningfully. His Miaomiao, this old man insisted on calling "meow meow" like Li Sijin, but Li Sijin's nickname was "Miaomiao". A carp".

Isn't this the current situation of Miaomiao and Li Sijin?

A carp being repaired by a cat.

Old Man Lan and Zhao Man looked at each other, each with their own thoughts.

Zhao Man didn't care so much about Miaomiao's address to Li Sijin.

But hearing the old man mention Chang Chuxin, Zhao Man was also very depressed, and also worried that she would spread the word about the medicinal Gu, and wished to find her immediately.

But now that she is sent to hunt her down, she doesn't know which mountain she is hiding in. It has been several days now, and she hasn't been seen yet.

At this moment, old man Lan suddenly said: "It's almost the fifteenth day of July, so it's a good time to refine Gu worms."

(End of this chapter)