A gray tracksuit with black fleece sweatpants and a pair of old black shoes.

This kind of outfit is really not good-looking in the era in which I once lived.

But at this time, in Bai Guoguo's opinion, Chongyi's outfit is simply handsome.

Not to be frozen, not to starve, to live hard and bravely, this is much more important than a beautiful dress that looks good.

"Remember, tomorrow we'll distribute clothes and shoes to the rest of the tribe, just as you wear them now."

"Oh, good."

Heavy Wing answered, lowering his head and continuing to look at his current outfit.

is different from their dressing habits for so many years, such clothes, worn on ginkgo fruit, look simply natural.

But now that he is calling his body, the heavy wing feels awkward.

But it doesn't matter what Heavy Wing thinks, he doesn't even care about what the rest of the tribe thinks.

At the behest of Bai Guoguo, the people of the tribe wore clothes that they had never seen before.

Then, one after another, exclamations and exclamations followed.

Such a warm dress made the status of Baiguoguo in the hearts of the tribesmen rise again.

"Guoguo, this is the hemp rope we twisted out according to your request, you can see if it's okay."

Dia walked in with a ball of thread in her arms, and as she spoke, she handed the ball of thread she had brought to Ginkgo fruit.

As soon as the thread ball is started, some burrs pierce the hands.

Bai Guoguo examined it carefully, and finally nodded.

"It's much better now than before, but now this kind of rope can't be used to make clothes directly."

Bai Guoguo thought, walked to the stove, picked up a red-hot wooden stick, and stabbed it where the hairball in his hand was stabbed.

The fiery charcoal fire burned the place where the hand was pierced, which made the straw rope feel more comfortable.

When the mortgage saw this scene, his eyes lit up, "That's right! This will also remove the little thorn. ”

"Well, stay safe when you go to the harshness, get busy!"

Bai Guoguo waved his hand, and Dia stepped forward to take the hair ball and left, but was stopped by Bai Guoguo holding it down with one hand.

"Just go and get busy, I'll take care of this ball, and you can work hard to get it out again."

As soon as she heard this, Dia still had the intention of objecting, so she responded and walked briskly outside.

Bai Guoguo sat on the kang head, and there was a lighter on the small wooden pier next to him.

Just listen to the sound of popping, clicking, clicking, and there are more and more straw ropes scattered around Bai Guoguo's hand.

After all the straw ropes were checked and sure that there were no burrs, Bai Guoguo breathed a sigh of relief and sighed: "It's so difficult to knit a sweater or something." When I look back and wait for the weather to get warmer, I have to think about other methods. ”

Nowadays there is no domestic wool, and it is simply impossible to obtain a sufficient quantity of it by hunting.

Therefore, the best option at the moment is to use straw rope instead of wool.

"Alas, all the handicrafts I learned in school are now all in handy."

Bai Guoguo said, taking out two slender chopsticks from the warehouse, which looked like the kind used to fry fritters.

But at this time, no matter what the texture of the chopsticks is, what history it is, it doesn't matter.

Now they are held in the hands of the ginkgo fruit and directly transformed into sweater needles.

It's a little rougher, but it's really no problem to test the waters.