Chapter 13 Make a headband

"She's been like this since she came the other day. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 info It will be better if you eat something, but no matter how bitter it is, my family Lao Zhang and I will support her well. ā€

Aunt Liu said this, looking at the evening bell who lowered her head to eat. Although Aunt Lin was distressed, she was also confused about what kind of disease she had, and there was nothing to be ashamed of.

sighed lightly, looking at the evening bell with distressed eyes.

Evening bell just gnawed on the nest in her hand, although she loved food in the previous era, she was full after only eating a little, and she didn't eat much.

But these days, she often feels hungry, even if she dislikes the things, she has the appetite to eat, and these days, she doesn't feel fat after eating like this.

"Aunt Lin, thank you, Uncle Yun and you are my family, my dearest people. After eating something, I felt much better. By the way, I accidentally fell, in case anyone came to the forest and didn't see it and fell down this way, it would be troublesome, I think we might as well make a sign to warn people, so that other people don't fall down. You see? ā€

Seeing that Aunt Lin did not hide her pain and love for herself in front of outsiders, Wan Ling felt even more indescribable. Gulping down what he was holding in his hand, thinking that he was so good that someone would save him, if someone else accidentally walked here and fell, he looked at them with anticipation.

"It's simple, Qing'er, you get a sign to draw a mark on it, so that people can be careful here. It's not too late, I think, let's pack up our things and go back, sister-in-law of the Zhang family. ā€

Aunt Liu listened to what Wan Ling said, looked at her more, and said that she explained to her son, and saw that her son took a machete to cut down trees and make marks. Seeing that Aunt Lin was accompanying the villain, and the basket where they came before was to put wild vegetables and their own basket for pigweed.

Now that people are fine, this is not a way in the forest, no, I shouted to Aunt Lin.

"Okay, I'm full, too. Let's go back then. ā€

After eating one corn cake in Wan Ling's hand, she raised her sleeve to wipe her mouth and handed it to Aunt Lin to see the basket she put on the side. Seeing that although Aunt Liu seemed to be a good person and helped them, she always looked at herself, which made her feel cramped, and she explained her intentions in response.

Seeing Aunt Liu go to the side to get the basket, thinking about the straw mushrooms she picked before, she saw that it was by the tree not far away, pointed to Aunt Lin and whispered to remind Aunt Lin, "Auntie, those straw mushrooms, remember to take them back, they are delicious to cook." ā€

"How can you eat that? Someone in the village had eaten it before, and after eating it, they vomited and vomited. ā€

Aunt Lin smiled at her dotingly, and objected to it in her mouth, but she still picked up all the things she picked before.

"yes, you can't eat it."

Aunt Liu came over with a basket of pigweed, heard her say this, and followed Aunt Lin's words.

"Hehe, it's okay, I know how to eat. I can go, it's okay, thank you, auntie. ā€

Aunt Liu's words, Wan Ling couldn't help but wonder: these people don't even know about straw mushrooms, her words, still chuckled.

Seeing that Aunt Lin was suspicious, she still put all the straw mushrooms she picked in a basket and put them in the crook of her arm to help herself, smiled at her comfortingly, held one hand of the old man with one hand, and limped forward with her left leg, watching Aunt Liu explain to let Liu Qing make a good brand to help her carry pigweed and follow her over to help herself, and smiled at her gratitude, so she walked towards Linwai Village step by step with the support of the two.

No one knew that several of them, including Liu Qing, had left the woods, and the little monkey who had not been able to walk before turned back again, looking at the figure they had left, his expression was a little anxious, and he wanted to step forward but did not dare to step forward, and suddenly something in front of him attracted its attention.

The little monkey jumped over happily as if he had picked up his favorite banana, and his little fluffy paws grabbed something on the ground, a half of a jade piece tied with a red rope, not the jade piece around his neck before the evening bell.

Looking at the jade piece, the monkey's nose sniffed at the jade piece and screamed. Suddenly, he heard a dog barking behind him, his eyes showed horror, and his figure trembled, so he grabbed the rope of the jade piece and walked away. Anyway, the jade piece of the evening bell is tied with several knots between the ropes, if it hadn't been tossed so much, I am afraid that it would have fallen away and disappeared.

But the dog that followed behind still found it, "barking" and chasing after it.

The little monkey chased by the dog, although the figure was agile, was still frightened to "squeak" all the way, and finally climbed to a tree, just curled up and squatted there, looking at the dog on the ground, the rope tied with jade pieces in its paws did not relax.

Because Aunt Lin's house was at the entrance of the village, Wanling and Aunt Lin stopped at the entrance of the village, thanked Liu Qing and his mother again, and then returned to the courtyard.

"Sit down, you have a leg injury. I guess your uncle will be back soon, and I'll go cook. ā€

Although she kept telling the old man that it was okay, Aunt Lin still thoughtfully helped her sit under the eaves. After looking at the next day, it was already dusk, and thinking that his man was about to come back for dinner, he turned to her and went to the kitchen.

"Auntie, I want to drink water, I was a little thirsty in the mountains before, and it is much better. The things I picked just now were washed and put in a pot of wild vegetables with a little salt, which was delicious. ā€

Although Wanling was willing to help, when the knee moved, he felt the pain of the skin and flesh on the side of the knee. I sat down with the old man's hand and said to the old man, seeing that the old man went to the kitchen and brought a scoop of water, he didn't care about anything, and he drank it up, and then wiped his mouth.

"Is that stuff really delicious? The people of the village ......"

Although she said more than once that she could eat it, Aunt Lin still didn't feel at ease to take the water scoop, thinking about the consequences of eating that thing in the village, and asked again.

"You can eat it, auntie, you trust me. It's delicious to put some wild vegetables and a little salt or something. ā€

Knowing that the old man had doubts in his heart, Wan Ling smiled confidently and said to her.

"Okay, then put it in and cook, you, what are you doing in the house? Don't move if you have an injury, I'll light a lamp. It's okay to sit in the house, but don't move around and pull the wound, and the aunt will cook. ā€

Although Aunt Lin still has doubts in her heart, can't she really eat bad people?

Seeing the smile on her face after speaking, she hesitated or nodded, saw her get up to go into the house, thought about her legs, put down the water scoop and helped her in.

Looking at the dim light in the room, he took a good oil lamp and lit it, and told her to go out.

"Don't worry, I'm very well-behaved, wait for you to make it for us to eat."

Knowing that the old man was kindly worried about himself, the evening bell leg hurt, and he felt that the more he looked at this house, the more cold he became, but his heart was warm. She whispered to her back in the kitchen, and she turned to grab her sewing basket from a relatively large wooden stool on one side.

Look at the stack of money bags and belts embroidered in the old man's sewing basket. She wanted to learn to embroider according to the old man's stitches, but when she picked up the needle, she realized that she didn't know anything at all. I didn't know how to get a needle for a long time, and suddenly an idea came to my mind.

Holding the small pieces of cloth and strips of cloth left over from the embroidery in the old man's basket, she thought about the hair ornaments on the heads of those young girls in modern life, which she didn't know much about in ancient times.

But with the current conditions, she can draw it, but she has no conditions to design it. But she remembered the simple little butterfly-like headdress. No, take two small strips of cloth to make a small circle, and put a small piece of cloth in the middle to compare the painting.

"Yes, make a bow and a ribbon underneath to tie it to your head. Although there are no other materials, a girl from a poor family should still like it. ā€

After thinking about it, although the evening bell can't embroider things with a needle, it's still okay to sew something with a basic needle.

The sewing is crooked, or make a simple bow that can be recognized, the small cloth in the middle of the bow also deliberately left a few pinhole gaps, take a longer cloth strip rolled down and wear it and then sew two stitches to fix it, and pull a beautiful button-like knot on both sides of the cloth strip.