My royal husband has a little field

Chapter 111 Bamboo Bed
She really wanted to touch his hard abdominal muscles, but she held back after thinking about it.

"...Get dressed." She squinted her eyes and helped him to fasten the straps. It was really a torment to dress her own man.

"Do you feel uncomfortable wearing it?" Chi Ziyu asked.

Although the clothes do seem to fit well on the surface, the best feedback is the feeling experienced by the client.

"No, it's fine."

"I think it's pretty good too." Chi Ziyu looked him up and down with satisfaction, thinking that he really picked up a treasure.

"Then I'll embroider some cloud patterns on your collar and cuffs next, it will look better then."

"So troublesome."

"No, don't you think the clothes have only one single color and look very lifeless? I'll embroider the pattern for you."

Qi Xingyun hooked his lips, "Yes."

"I'll take care of the rest in a few days. Tomorrow I'll peel some brown pieces and come back to make coir raincoats first."

"I'll go with you."

"Ah."

The next day the weather was slightly wet with light rain.

Chi Ziyu said to go to the back mountain after breakfast, and Qi Xingyun also went there with a scimitar.

Because the rain pierced through the autumn forest at night, the path in the back mountain was extremely muddy, and it was uphill, so the road was difficult to walk.

There are many clumps of palm trees in the back mountain, growing with their teeth and claws.

The palm leaves are verdant and the dew is clear.

Before peeling the brown slices, Qi Xingyun first cuts them vertically from top to bottom with a knife, and then cuts a circle along the trunk joints to facilitate the peeling of the brown slices.

The brown slices don't get wet very much, and it's not troublesome to peel them off.

The peeled brown pieces were put in bamboo baskets and carried by Chiziyu. There were not many brown pieces and it was not heavy to carry.

Then Qi Xingyun cut down a few bamboos nearby, removed all the twigs from the bamboos, tied them up and carried them home.

The light rain did not stop, and Chi Ziyu was not in a hurry to sew the coir raincoat. The brown pieces he picked were spread out under the eaves to dry naturally.

By the afternoon, the brown sheet is almost ready to use.

Chi Ziyu moved a small bench to the door, and sat there while arranging the shape and cutting it, while sewing.

Due to the bad weather, Qi Xingyun did not go to the ground today.

Following Chi Ziyu's request to make a bamboo hat, he first took a piece of bamboo, cut out thin bamboo strips, and put them under the eaves on the right side for later use.

The rest is the material to make the bamboo bed, cut some bamboo pieces for support, and the parts used as bed rails and bed posts.

Making a bamboo bed is a big project, and materials are piled up next to the small house.

Seeing Qi Xingyun carrying so many bamboos back this morning, Mrs. Wang felt something was wrong. I asked them about it at lunch, and they said it was for making bamboo beds.

Mrs. Wang sneered at that time, can she still make a bamboo bed by herself?Who taught the craft?Her old man didn't have the ability to do this.

Wang felt that they were wasting bamboo and effort, and wanted to ask about those bamboos for a while.

She would rather chop firewood than have them use it.

But Qi Xingyun didn't give her a chance to object, he answered coldly throughout the whole process, ignoring all her related complaints coldly.

"I don't believe that the fourth child still has this ability, but he still makes bamboo beds like that. Isn't it true that Lao Yangtou, who made bamboo beds in the village, has long since lost his business!" Wang said with disdain in private Broken thoughts.

She was thinking in her heart that the nearly ten bamboos were all from her own mountain, and the dry bamboo pieces were the best for burning fire.

"Shui Pei, hurry up and have a look, and see what kind of behavior your fourth brother is doing." Wang said.

(End of this chapter)