Chapter Eighty-Seven: Shoe Samples

"So ......"

The two of them walked for a while, and Lin Nan looked at her and asked tentatively, "Are you serious about what you just said?" ”

"Huh?" Bei Xiaoya was stunned when she heard him ask, but then reacted again, "When you say it, you are serious." The anger on his face faded again, "But I can't help but consider Yang's position." Thinking of what Yu Yang said before she did, he would take care of it. Maybe Yu Yang didn't say this to please her, he didn't want her to wronged himself.

Lin Nan breathed a sigh of relief, "You can understand Yu Yang's matter, things will be much easier in the future, looking at Ding Xiaobei's appearance yesterday, I'm really afraid that you will end Yu Yang in a fit of anger." ”

"At that time, I had this idea," Bei Xiaoya pouted unhappily, "Although I know that Yu Yang has his last resort, it doesn't mean that I have to suffer like an ostrich." ”

"That's," Lin Nan echoed, "you have to cut it." ”

"Some people are already in arrears." If she shrinks her head again, she will be used as an ornament.

Lin Nan didn't understand who she was going to cut, so she only nodded and said, "Yes, yes." ”

Then Bei Xiaoya stopped talking, Lin Nan didn't dare to talk about the topic anymore, and the two of them walked back to the camp wordlessly, and then returned to their posts.

In the morning, I only thought about the content of the board and the distribution of modules, and I thought that I could think about the picture during lunchtime, but I didn't want such an unpleasant thing to happen. Bei Xiaoya didn't bother to think about it anymore, so she only took the finished manuscript and drew the layout of the plate first. Because the blackboard was too big, it was very difficult to draw straight lines, so she ran to the command room in the middle and asked Lin Nan for a triangular ruler made of yellow wood.

After an afternoon of measuring and gesturing, she was so tired that the arm holding the ruler couldn't lift it in the end. I can't help but feel sour when I used to make board announcements at school. At that time, a small board newspaper had to be completed with the cooperation of at least two people, drawing illustrations and writing things. The content is also discussed, which is like now, such a big blackboard, all depends on one operation. She wanted to find someone to see if the ruler was straight, and a few times she jumped off the table to check after drawing, and found that the angle of inclination was much worse than expected, and finally she had to climb on the table again to revise it.

I jumped up and down back and forth, and I don't know how many times I repeated it, and the module of the entire blackboard was completely completed. Bei Xiaoya held the manuscript paper in one hand to study, pinched her waist and gasped with the other, and only pulled a bench to rest for a while when she was sure that there was nothing to revise.

The breath calmed down, and Bei Xiaoya got up from the bench again. The next job is to write the content, according to her vision, the module on the left side of the blackboard should be written about lying on the salary, which is familiar and easy to understand. On the right side, boiled frogs are written, although a bit nonsensical, but it can best reflect the meaning of being prepared for danger in times of peace, and the life of a soldier is boring and boring, if you can see this kind of vernacular story, it can also relieve your mood. The content in the middle of the blackboard is more regular, Bei Xiaoya recalled a few sentences similar, think of danger in times of peace, think of being prepared, and be prepared for the ancient texts, making some detailed annotations, and finally with illustrations, this blackboard newspaper is basically full.

Bei Xiaoya was very satisfied with her brain, and after praising herself, she adjusted the paint and started to do it. The lying salary on the far left is written to the end of the day as soon as it is written. Bei Xiaoya's arms were really soft, and as soon as she finished writing, she jumped off the table, put her things in place and went back to the family home.

At this time, the sun had just set, and it was still very bright. As soon as people stepped into the courtyard, they saw two people sitting, sister-in-law and Zhao Jun's family.

"It's time to get off work." As soon as the instructor's family looked up, they saw her walking over, and immediately smiled kindly.

Bei Xiaoya also smiled and walked a few steps quickly, "Sister-in-law, what are you doing?" ”

The instructor picked up a piece of cloth from the frame on the side and raised it, "Xiaobao's feet grow fast, the shoes made in Liqiu last year are now squeezing his feet, I will paste a few pieces of cloth and make two pairs for him." ”

Bei Xiaoya only glanced at the Zhao Jun's family, who was not giving up, and then focused on the instructor's family. I saw a wooden plank laid in front of her, and a small bench was supported under the plank. A bamboo basket was placed on one side of the board, and in the basket lay a messy piece of cloth, which looked like it had been cut out of old clothes. The instructor was holding a bowl of paste in one hand and a chopstick in the other hand and smearing it on the wooden board. After the paste was evenly smeared on the wooden board, the instructor's family picked up a piece of cloth and opened it and pasted it on the wooden board, and after the wooden board was covered with several cloths, the instructor's family smeared the paste on the pasted cloth, and then began to paste a new cloth, and so on, Bei Xiaoya looked very interesting.

"Are the shoes on my feet made of this?" Bei Xiaoya squatted on the side of the wooden board with something in her arms, her eyes fixed on the instructor's hand.

"Yes, cloth shoes are made of this thing. I pasted it and dried it for a few days and it was ready to use. However, the weather is not particularly good these days, I hope it doesn't rain, otherwise this thing will be moldy. The instructor looked up at the sky while smearing, and his face was faintly uneasy.

Bei Xiaoya is like a curious baby who has opened the door to a new world, her face is full of curiosity, "Sister-in-law, how to use this thing after it is sunburned?" I can't associate it with the shoes on my feet, no matter how I look at it? ”

The instructor looked at her with a smile, "Haven't you seen your family do it before?" ”

Bei Xiaoya shook her head. She has only seen this kind of cloth shoes in some movies, and in reality, she has never seen anyone wearing this kind of shoes, and the production method is even more unknown.

The instructor pointed to the bamboo basket with chopsticks, "There is a book under this cloth, you can open it and read it yourself." ”

Tutorials in the book? Bei Xiaoya put down the things in her arms with questions, took out the book in the bamboo basket and flipped a few pages casually.

It's this policy book, how can there be a tutorial on how to make shoes in it? Bei Xiaoya continued to flip while thinking, and just as she wanted to ask again, a few paper cutouts slipped out of the page. Not colored paper cuts, but old newspaper cuts.

"This is a shoe sample, and after the cloth is dried, it will be cut out according to the shoe pattern, and then sewn it onto the finished sole, and the shoes can be worn." The instructor continued to explain after pasting another layer of cloth.

Bei Xiaoya opened the shoe samples and looked at them for a while, with a look of admiration on her face, "Sister-in-law, you are so skillful, I thought it was made by a machine when I saw the dense needle holes on the shoes, but I didn't expect it to be hand-sewn with a needle and a thread." ”

"What a coincidence, I'm a rough man, so I can only do these needlework." The instructor's family looked very unconfident, "Not as knowledgeable as you." ”

"You can't say that," Bei Xiaoya clipped the shoe sample back into the book, "If it weren't for you taking care of the housework at home and taking care of Xiaobao so well, the instructor wouldn't be able to work with peace of mind." If a family wants to live well, it must have a clear division of labor. Instructors can devote themselves to their work, and they can't do without the hard work behind you. ”

When the instructor's family heard her say this, people were a little embarrassed. She smiled shyly, and then went back to spread the last layer of cloth.