The mulberry life of a small peasant girl

Chapter 6

On the second day, Nuan Bao came to Zhao Tiejiang's shop as scheduled. Zhao Tiejiang took out a newly made carving knife from the drawer, brought it to Nuan Bao, and asked her if it was suitable.Nuan Bao held the carving knife in her hand, which was clearly made according to the length of an adult's palm. How could she have forgotten that she is just an eight-year-old girl now.

However, it's good to get used to it, and you don't need to pay too much attention to foreign objects. Nuan Bao thanked Blacksmith Zhao and was eager to go home.

On the way back, she was fiddling with the carving knife as she walked, which was not only a bit bigger, but also a bit heavy.Iron in ancient times was made of solid materials, unlike modern times, some materials were added to make it lighter.

The youngest son of the Zhao family finally waited for Nuanbao to come to the door, but before he had a word with her, she had already left.Without thinking about it, he followed behind.

He just saw Nuan Bao keeping his head down, fiddling with the little things in his hand, completely unaware of himself, he was a little frustrated, anxious to strike up a conversation, but because he had never played with a girl, he really didn't know what to say.

He bowed his head to follow in frustration, but bumped into a wall of flesh as he walked.

"Bang" sound.

Although Nuan Bao kept walking, his thoughts had already gone somewhere, and he walked more and more slowly unconsciously. Suddenly, he thought that the hairpin might be made into a star-filled style, and then... with a "bang", his back felt a pain.

When he looked up, Zhao Tong realized that he bumped into Nuanbao, oh, it was a shame to throw it at grandma's house, his face couldn't stop blushing, and he said inarticulately: "I'm sorry, I, I didn't mean it." He kept waving his hands, but his demeanor became more clumsy and flustered. After speaking, he didn't dare to look at the other party's reaction, but turned his head and ran away.

Nuan Bao turned around and stared blankly at the back of the other party, just thinking of where and what happened?
Looking at the dust flying up because of the opponent's running, he ran so fast, but who is he.

Nuan Bao felt puzzled, so he hurried home without thinking too much.

Over there Zhao Tong's frightened internal organs seemed to have shifted position, and his heartbeat kept beating. Looking back, he found that the expectant figure was no longer in sight. He wiped off the sweat that didn't exist on his forehead, and then smiled foolishly after calming down.

It was better for him to meet her than to talk to her, and he could vaguely smell a faint fragrance from her body.

Nuan Bao looked at this piece of wood, and although he felt that the meaning of the baby's breath was very suitable for it, the meaning was very sad.

Mantianxing, according to legend, a woman rescued a boy and fell in love with him. Unexpectedly, the woman's sister also fell in love with the same person. The boy was seriously injured. He thought it was his sister who rescued him, and the two became lovers from then on.The woman hides her love and waits by their side.One day, the boy's enemy came to their mountain village and threatened the boy with the lives of the villagers to show up.When the older sister heard the truth, she cried and begged the young man to leave. Just when the young man agreed to his sister, the woman fainted the young man, disguised herself as him, and was finally killed by the enemy.At the moment when her soul wandered, she erased the boy's memory and begged her sister to give him happiness.

Gypsophila is the love of the supporting role.

Although I am not your sun or moon, I would also like to be a little star beside you, shining light all over the sky for you.

Nuan Bao couldn't help being dazed, could it be that love is like this?A love that is too desolate and desolate will not be recognized by the world after all, but who can deny that he has never been intoxicated by this feeling.People outside the body don't know how to drink water like a person, and know whether it is warm or cold.

Yes, I feel sad, but the people in the game are full of happiness, it seems that I am bewildered.

Nuan Bao picked up the black walnut wood and carefully peeled off the outer bark, revealing the black and red color of the wood.After cutting off the desired length with a hatchet, I picked up a small carving knife and started carving.Gypsophila gypsophila are very small and ordinary white flowers, but there are a lot of them, and they look very beautiful when clustered together.

Nuan Bao intends to carve five flowers. "Five" means "many" in ancient times, and it is the same as "three", for example, "three or five are in groups". The number "three" is too sensitive, and it is somewhat awkward. answer.Nuan Bao carved all the way from the top of the branch, and the five gypsophila stars are arranged in a staggered manner, like a tree blooming like a tree of flowers.

After carving the flowers, Nuanbao polished the hairpin with sand leaves. The wood grain of the black walnut wood is very beautiful. Even without too much carving, the extension of the wood grain can still set off the trembling of the baby's breath when the flowers bloom.If it is inserted on the temples of the clouds, it seems like a flower blooms instantly with a frown and a smile.

The whole process seemed to be done in one go, and Nuan Bao didn't stop to think about what to do, just like a wooden hairpin leading her to discover its life.Yes, Nuanbao felt like following its guidance, finally reaching the depths of its heart, restoring its original appearance.

It’s been a long time since I’ve had this feeling of samadhi. Sure enough, this black walnut tree is spiritual!
When Nuanbao finished work, the sky was already dark, and she realized that she had worked tirelessly all day past noon.Oops, isn't it because Xiaofu has been hungry all day.She ran to the room in a hurry, and Xiaofu fell asleep hugging the quilt, he was such a sweet child, he would rather be hungry than bother himself.

If Nuanbao in the past was only sympathetic or it was her responsibility to be Xiaofu, then now she knows that her mood has changed, and she has not felt the family affection for a long time in her previous life until she forgot its existence.Now she was so sad, she had the urge to cry, she wanted to say something, but she couldn't say a word!

Nuan Bao wiped her eyes, she was no longer the person in her previous life who didn't care about worldly affairs, but was only obsessed with woodcarving.There are her own relatives here, she wants to live a good life and let them all live a good life.

Xiaofu slept soundly, opened his eyes and found that his sister was sitting on the edge of the bed and looking at him, "sister" muttered what her sister was doing today, Xiaofu was hungry and wanted to eat...

Nuan Bao sniffed, wiped off the tears on her face, and said with a smile, "Okay. My sister forgot to cook today. You must remind me next time, you know?"

Xiao Fu yawned, and said inarticulately: "Xiao Fu... will definitely remind my sister!"

Nuan Bao carried Xiao Fu to the dining room, packed up the carving knife and sand leaves and put them in the wooden cabinet.She originally planned to collect the wooden hairpins, because none of the things she carved had been sold before, and each one was displayed in the collection room, and most of them were invited to be placed in the Provincial Museum for viewing.But now that the family is so poor, she can't make the whole family suffer for her own selfishness, so she can only sell it when going to the market to exchange for something for the winter.

After packing up all these, Nuan Bao went to the stove to light the fire, steamed the remaining small whitebait, baked some pancakes, scooped out the pickled cabbage, and the two of them ate dinner around the fire in the stove.

(End of this chapter)