Over the next two weeks, Sun Xiuqing and Ono fell into the boundless pleasure of making zuò by hand, using animal bones, rattan, wood, stones, and various tools exchanged to make a variety of handicrafts.

Some of these items were kept for their own use, and most of them were exchanged for the women and children of the treehouse village, who liked them very much.

Sun Xiuqing is obsessed with every good thing, he takes a photo and posts it on Weibo, and the comments at the bottom of each one are thousands, and those who grab the popularity and ask for praise are happy.

It's an experience like never before.

Sun Xiuqing, who used to play Weibo and had to reply to every comment, now most of the comments don't look at it much. One is that there is really not so much time, and the other is that there are actually more netizens chatting with each other, but there are few people who interact with her, except for the first few friends, who are a few netizens who are enthusiastic to help with ideas.

Things are slowly entering the norm, and everyone has gone from being unbelievable at the beginning to brushing her ancient daily life every day, which is no longer strange.

On this day, Sun Xiuqing posted a very successful rattan chair, which was made by Ohno, but in terms of appearance and practicality, it was almost the same as the rattan chair that Sun Xiuqing experienced in the furniture store in the past.

Sure enough, as soon as the photo was released, it attracted countless praises, especially when it was learned that it was from Ohno's hand, female netizens let out a wolf howl. By the way, Ohno and Ono already have a large group of fans in another world they don't know.

In a slip of hot comments, there was finally a discordant voice. An ID named "Brother Qiang takes you on an adventure" said: The blogger loves to do handicrafts so much, it is better to stay at home, and let the matter of going to the ancient adventure go to my brother, my brother wants to kill all directions, open up territory and establish a new China!

There are more than 2,000 likes.

Sun Xiuqing was speechless, and replied casually: Brother Qiang, why don't we change it? [smiles]

What did she think she thought of coming to this hellish place?

This reply was liked by more than 5,000 people... So, the matter was pinched like this.

In fact, before this, there were also many voices questioning Sun Xiuqing's approach. Finally, I have the opportunity to cross into a pure land of science and technology, and if I don't seize the opportunity to give full play to my strengths and make contributions, what's the matter with doing handicrafts every day?

Sun Xiuqing didn't care much about it before, after all, it was her own business, and she didn't plan to stay in this ghost place for a long time. Before the crossing, she was an ordinary white-collar girl, and after the crossing, she didn't plan to do anything vigorous to change the earth and change the world.

The fight under Weibo was caused by a casual reply from her, although she did not participate in it later, but she silently watched the content of the argument between the two sides.

A netizen said something that impressed her so much that she thought about it for several days afterward.

"Five people were once taken to an island by a hot air balloon in a hurricane," she said. Without any tools, they used their wisdom and strength to make iron, guns and pottery, and calculated their latitude and longitude by observing the angle and duration of the sun, and finally built a large ship across the Pacific Ocean and returned to their homeland safely.

The story takes place in 1825, almost two hundred years ago.

Some people retorted that it was just a story made up by science fiction writers and had no real relevance.

Sun Xiuqing silently searched for the e-book of this story. I finished reading it in half a day, but I couldn't calm down for a long time after that.

When she saw the clay-fired bricks of the characters in the book building the stove, she suddenly remembered a scene that had almost disappeared from her memory.

When she was still in elementary school, she went to her grandmother's house in the mountains for the summer vacation. My grandmother's house was halfway up the mountain, and the heavy rain that summer caused a small mudslide that smashed a large hole in the back wall of a room where no one had slept.

Muddy water mixed with rocks invaded most of the house, but my grandparents were very calm, and after cleaning the house, they brought a pile of clay from nowhere. They came back with water, mixed the clay, and then nailed a square mold out of a wooden plank. After the wet clay fills the mold, it forms a square brick of uniform size and shape, carefully picks up the mold, leaves the square brick in place and exposed to the sun, and after it is thoroughly dried, it is piled together, piled on top with straw and dry firewood, and begins to burn. The blazing fire burned all night, and the bricks were made.

My grandparents used those bricks to repair the smashed back wall, and then painted it with white lime powder, which was as clean and tidy as new, as if it had never been damaged.

Grandma is a peasant woman who can only write her own name, but the wisdom in her head is not inferior to Sun Xiuqing, a young man who graduated from university. She washes her clothes with soaphorn plucked from the tree, and seasonal vegetables grow all year round in the vegetable patch. Even in the winter when the snow covers the mountains, the snow is pulled and pulled, and there are a few cabbages that are carefully wrapped.

Two hundred years ago, China was in isolation, the world was in the midst of a vigorous industrial revolution, no matter how amazing the invention at that time, in the 21st century today, we will remember, will revere, will sigh, the only mood will not be surprised is surprised.

Since when have we become accustomed to the convenience of technology, but have lost the curiosity to explore the principles behind it?

We were born with electricity in this world. We were hungry and there were thousands of different foods in the store for us to pick from. Clothes are no longer meant to keep warm, as miniskirts can be worn even in the middle of winter because of air conditioning.

Because I'm so used to it, even if I travel to a completely different world, because my phone still has power and can communicate, it can also be regarded as a trip.

But even so, there are problems that technology can't solve!

Sun Xiuqing seriously considered it for the first time, what should she do if she couldn't go back?

On the day that Ohno's sleeveless T-shirt was worn with broken stitches, Sun Xiuqing used his newly found hemp to rub a strong hemp rope and help him sew it again. When the knot was finally tied, the cheers of children could be heard in the woods.

Sun Xiuqing carefully descended to the ground - by this time she had learned to climb trees, and she was hugged by one of the children on her thigh. The children happily said to her, "Guest, guest! ”

Sun Xiuqing also learned some simple local conversations, although most of the time she still talks with chickens and ducks, but the communication with the children is relatively smooth, perhaps because everyone is a beginner.

At this time, the children are anxious to take her to meet the guests of the tree house village. And Sun Xiuqing, who was carefully following them and asking everyone not to get lost or lost, did not know at this time that the arrival of this guest would completely change her trajectory in this world.