The old lady is okay, since she was discharged from the hospital, she habitually sleeps a little sleep every afternoon.

He Wei didn't say much, brought a basin of warm hot water, carefully washed the old lady's face and wiped her hands, felt a little dry when it was over, and smeared some anti-freeze and anti-cracking old-fashioned alabaster, and then persuaded her to send her to the bedroom.

"Milk, you take a nap, I'll cook rice milk for you when you wake up, this time we won't drink red beans and rice, drink black beans, black rice and black sesame seeds, drinking it can make people's hair black."

"Good, good." The old lady was coaxed by her to iron her heart, and the bad things at lunch were temporarily dispersed, and the little grandson took off her cotton clothes and pants, lay down in the quilt, closed her eyes and took a nap.

He Wei carefully helped her tighten the quilt corners.

Afraid that the old man would be cold when he got up, she wrapped the soup woman who was covering the quilt in a cotton coat and stacked it next to the pillow, and saw that the sun was too bright in the window, so she gently pulled the curtains together.

After doing this, he turned around and saw that the old man had already slept with his eyes closed, tiptoed out of the room, and closed the door with him.

As soon as she left, the old lady opened her eyes, and there was moisture in her chaotic eyes. Looking at the curtains that were drawn, I looked at it for a long time, and I didn't know what I was thinking. Finally, I breathed a long sigh of relief, slowly closed my eyes, and now I really fell asleep.

He Wei left the old man's bedroom and exhaled relaxedly, one was done, and the other was done. The rest of this is even harder. I once heard her father chatting at the dinner table, and the most temperamental person in the Lao He family was not the boss of He, nor the second brother of He, but the old man. He wants to start a fire, not only does it mean that things are big. It also shows that don't think about it for a short time.

He Wei came to the eaves of the hall slowly, and the old man was sitting there smoking a dry cigarette and sulking.

He Wei glanced around and saw a few bamboos lying in the yard that had been dragged down from the mountain before lunch. It's not that he completely turns away from the topic, but he is really curious: "Grandpa, what are you going to do with these bamboos?" ”

The old man was interrupted by Xiao Sun Nan, and raised his head and continued: "The big farmer in Wangjia Village came to ask me to weave a few rice baskets. ”

Speaking of which, the old man didn't waste any time smoking dry tobacco. He patted his thigh and got up from the bench, took a machete, and went to the yard to chop the strips.

He Wei squatted aside and watched. Do a little favor from time to time.

For example, the side branches and bamboo roots cut down by the old man were thrown to the corner of the courtyard to dry, and dried to be used for fire and stove, and nothing was wasted.

Another example is to make a pot of tea for the old man and rest it on a square bench under the eaves. Every half an hour, the old man was served a cup of hot tea.

When the old man drank the first cup, he had the same psychological feelings as the old lady had before. I think ironing, the eldest grandson is not sensible, and the younger grandson is obedient. But when he finished drinking the second cup and the third cup, he couldn't help laughing, looked at Xiao Sun Nan and said, "Grandpa is not thirsty, you don't need to run around pouring tea and putting the cup, if you are really thirsty, grandpa will tell you." If you're really fine, help grandpa take these under the eaves. I'm going to use it in a moment. ”

He Wei blushed. She was just afraid that the old man would be thirsty and celebrate the New Year. Although the sun is on, it is still quite cold when the north wind blows on people, and drinking a few sips of hot water from time to time can warm people, but I didn't expect to be disgusted by the old man. But when she saw that the strips had been chopped, she rolled up her sleeves and quickly held them under the eaves.

The old man split all the remaining bamboos in his hands into strips, and then washed his hands, mainly because he wanted to go to the toilet, and was fed so much tea by Xiao Sun Nan, and his bladder function was already very strong at this time.

As a result, before he sat down, Xiao Sun Nan came out with a cup of steaming and black things in both hands.

"Grandpa, this is my freshly cooked three black rice milk, black beans, black rice and black sesame seeds, all of which are healthy grains, you can drink a cup first to warm up your body."

He's not cold, where do you need to warm up. How cold can it be when so many big bamboos are chopped down? But the other people who swept to the house out of the corner of their eyes all held Xiao Sun Nan's filial piety rice milk and drank while chatting, twitched the corners of their mouths, and also took a cup, in Xiao Sun Nan's expectant eyes, took a sip, well, it tasted really good, so he drank happily. When I drank to the bottom, I remembered the old woman who was still taking a nap in the house, and asked my little grandson: "Your milk hasn't woken up yet?" ”

"Well, I just went to see it, and I'm still asleep, grandpa, don't worry, I left two cups for grandma and kept them warm." He Wei answered quickly.

The old man choked, who said this. Well, he just didn't have anything to say. It's a pity that I'm not good at it, so I'm still bored to work. After drinking the bottomed rice milk in three or two sips, he handed the cup to Xiao Sun Nan, and buried himself in weaving the rice basket that the big farmer asked him to buy.

After He Wei went in and cleaned all the cups that everyone had drunk, she walked around the stove and the north hall house, and saw that the second uncle and her mother had an orderly division of labor, and one was rubbing twist flowers after wrapping egg dumplings, and fried them as snacks in the first month; Her mother was helping her father.

No, the maltose in the big stove pot is boiling hot, and it's ready to start making frozen rice candy. This job looks simple, but it is very physically demanding, and it is really unbearable for a non-adult man.

There is a large pot stewed on the briquette stove in the corner of the stove, and the big pork bones that have been washed and foamed are stewed in the pot, which is the bottom soup of the hot pot tomorrow night.

In the north hall house, He Xidong and He Xin cleaned up the small dining table, and set up a wooden strip for frozen rice candy, waiting for her father's orders at any time.

Since she didn't have anything to do, He Wei went around and returned to the eaves of the hall, and it was fun to watch the old man weave strips.

"Grandpa, can I try to make it up?"

After watching it for a while, He Wei's hands were itchy, and she wanted to try it when she saw a few strips dancing in the old man's hands.

The old man saw that she liked it, but he didn't object, he took a few strips of relatively thin and soft material from the side, gave her a bottom, and asked her to draw gourds according to the method he taught.

At first a few back and forth, He Wei made up very jerky, and gradually, the strips in her hand danced faster and faster, of course, the old man's speed still can't catch up, but for a novice, it's really good to make it look good in just an hour.

The old man looked up from time to time and smiled at her with satisfaction. He said casually: "You kid, you learn things quite quickly." ”

He Wei smiled happily: "This shows that our old He family has good genes, and they are all manual talents." ”

What is "gene"? The old man didn't understand, but when it came to handicraft, the old man nodded with honor.

He didn't learn this craft from his master, his family was poor at the time, who paid for the apprenticeship to learn the art, purely relying on his own blind figuring out the wild way, look carefully. There are still some differences between the weaving method and the baskets on the market, but it is easy to use and strong, who cares about this?

Myself. The youngest son followed his cousins into the city to learn woodwork, and he entered the door within a few days, so it seems that the talent of the Lao He family in handicraft work is still quite strong.

He Wei asked puzzledly, "Grandpa." Since you understand this. Why did you let your dad go to the city in the first place...... Ahem, learn woodwork? Wouldn't it be good to follow you to learn this? ”

The old man didn't seem to pay much attention to the unnatural pause in her words, after all, it had been too long, so he was busy with the work in his hands, shook his head and said: "At that time, the fields were reformed, and most of the fields were requisitioned to build fund-raising houses, township enterprises, etc., and there were fewer and fewer people who farmed the land. Who is this worthless thing to make up and sell to? Moreover, the village relies on the mountains to eat the mountains and the water. It's not as good as the city, and the money is not as much as the city. Unlike now, I have lived in the city for a long time, but I think the village is still good, the air is fresh, and the yard is big enough......"

That's the truth.

He Wei nodded understandingly.

The grandfather and grandson continued, and you and I answered warmly one by one.

When the rice basket in the old man's hand was halfway knitted, He Wei finished it one step ahead of him.

The main reason is that the old man gave her a small bottom, a shallow bottom basket about the size of a twelve-inch mouthpiece.

The old man helped her take her mouth, smiled and nodded: "It's not bad!" ”

"Thank you, grandpa!" He Wei happily took it back and squatted to admire it.

Because it is braided with raw strips, it has not been frosted and polished, so it is a little rough to the touch.

He Wei didn't mind, asked the old man for a piece of frosted paper, squatted under the porch and threw the light seriously.

Grinding away the roughness of the corners and corners, he turned out a piece of rustic floral cloth from the three-cube space, and sewed it around the edge of the basket, which looked much more beautiful.

He Wei took out her mobile phone with satisfaction, brought a few close-ups to the basket, picked one with the best angle and the most suitable light, and sent it to Sergeant He. I made it up myself, and I just learned it from my grandfather in the afternoon.

It's a pity that there was no reaction after sending it out, and He Wei pouted and felt a little stuffy.

However, when he thought that he was waiting for the New Year in his hometown, he was still running outside, and three meals a day were not normal, and a little guilt suddenly swelled up, and the little emotion just now immediately disappeared.

Seeing that the old man was still concentrating on weaving the rice basket, He Wei put the mobile phone back in her pocket, said hello to her grandfather, and went into the house to see her father's frozen rice candy. Of course, I didn't forget to bring in the freshly learned maiden work in the afternoon, the basket.

A few people in the room naturally praised her in surprise, and He Wei's face turned red when she heard it, she really became a child, and she begged for praise everywhere when she learned something.

Everyone was talking energetically, and the old lady also got up, and came out to hear that Xiao Sun Nan had made a basket now, and happily took it over and looked at it, and praised it vigorously: "Not bad!" It's the first time I've been able to make it like this, which is very good. ”

The old lady also studied with her wife for a while in her early years, but there were many trivial things at home, so she couldn't sit there for a long time to make up all kinds of agricultural goods, but she still understood the basics, so she pulled the little grandson, here tightened, there was looser, and the edge collapsed...... In short, the interest was up, and he couldn't stop it, and he caught He Wei Balabala for a while.

At the end, she asked Uncle He to bring a hot scalded dishcloth, wiped and wiped the polished basket, and then filled it with a few pieces of frozen rice candy that Father He had just built and cut, and let everyone see it with a smile: "Look, this thing made by Weiwei is just right for food." ”

"Grandma, wait, I'll take a picture of you." He Xidong didn't know when he went to the West House to get a camera, took a photo of the old lady holding the basket, and then took a few photos of the basket alone, saying that it was to take a souvenir.

Speaking of souvenirs, He Wei's brain was hot for a while, and she took a picture of a basket with a few pieces of frozen rice candy, and uploaded it to her Weibo that had not been updated for a long time, and the title was directly: Look at my newly learned craft. PS: Frozen rice candy is made by my father, and the basket at the bottom is a new skill. Comes with a dog head icon.

Within three seconds, a series of reminders of being circled and commented on came from the background, and she suddenly reacted, as if she had stabbed a hornet's nest.

I didn't expect this point to have so many fans online.

She just posted it one second ago, and the next second she was circled and commented on by the Nth person, what is "Whoop - PO main thick line!! "Whoa! I thought the PO owner had given up this Weibo account, and I was thinking about whether to take it off, but the PO owner actually updated it!! "PO Lord is mighty! Please, one or two! "Where is the PO owner celebrating the New Year? I'm in Daqingshan, how about we have a noodle base when it's close? "Don't seek a face base, but seek to lick the screen" and so on......

Is this a good thing or a bad thing?

He Wei held her mobile phone and looked at the various comments on it, which was really sour.

After a while, I sent a message to Jiang Youming and reported the situation.

Soon, Jiang Youming's reply came in, persuading her not to care too much, to continue as she was, and not to be too deliberate in order to cater to the fan base. As long as the uploaded text and pictures are not too extreme, pictures like the ones she posted are not only harmless, but can also play a role in uniting fans, the more the merrier.

Hearing Jiang Youming say this, He Wei breathed a sigh of relief.

Emma has too many fans and has a headache, and I can't do anything anymore. I also blamed myself for being too proud.,I made up a debut novel when I first learned Bamboo.,I'm too happy.。

was thinking about not sending it up next time, it was too testing for people's will, Jiang Youming sent another one, saying: "I just went up to see it, it's very good, and the comments at the bottom are full of positive energy, so, keep up the good work, send a few messages up from time to time, stabilize the hearts of fans, don't easily cold this number......"

Before replying, I also circled this Weibo.

Director Jiang has circled, and the actors and staff who pay attention to him, especially the people who know He Wei, can they not circle around, for a while, He Wei's "debut female work basket" was circled N times.

Looking at the changes in the numbers on Weibo, He Wei calmed down and thought about it, a well-operated Weibo account is also a fortune.

Besides, Director Jiang also said that it was irregular, and he didn't say that it had to be her selfie, she had so many gadgets on hand, and she took turns to take photos of them according to the previous frequency, and she could last for one or two years. So he happily replied with an "ok" expression to Jiang Youming. (To be continued......)