Chapter 241: The Dead Are Gone, the Living Are Like Us

When the water in the tank was full, the bamboo pipe was blocked with wood chips, so that the water could no longer flow out of the bamboo pipe.

"Xianggong, you go and take out the vegetables we picked in the morning and wash them."

"Hmm."

When Xiao Changyi came out with the vegetables, before the two of them started to wash the vegetables, Yu Daming came.

Yu Daming came to report the funeral, the king and the landlord passed away, and he passed away today.

Yu Daming said heavily: "After you left yesterday, the master has been sleeping, the young master has been accompanying him in front of the bed, yesterday's lunch and dinner the young master called the master, but the master did not respond, he still kept asleep, if it wasn't for the breathing, we all thought that the master would have left at that time." At the end of the day, because the young master had been holding the master's hand, he found that the master's body temperature was dropping, and he felt that it was wrong. ”

Quiet sighed in his heart: It seems that yesterday's Wang landlord suddenly woke up and really returned to the light.

On the second day, with a heavy heart, Jing Jing and Xiao Changyi bought incense, candles, firecrackers, paper money, etc. as a sacrifice and went to Wang's house for mourning.

Anyway, they and Wang Youbao are friends, and they can't help but come this time.

Because there were many mourners, and Wang Youbao was very sad because of his father's death, he didn't say anything to Wang Youbao quietly, so he said two words of comfort, so that Wang Youbao wanted to mourn and change.

When they came back from the funeral, Jing Jing and Xiao Changyi began to think about Gu Long, the deceased is gone, and the living should be like this.

In fact, Gu Long's matter was quiet before she was pondering, and the sketches had already been drawn, but at first because she didn't remember the structure of Gu Long very clearly, she drew many drawings and all of them were invalid, until the night before yesterday, when she drew one, she felt that it should be like that, so she gave up quietly and stopped drawing.

There is not much rice left at home, and there is still a surplus thanks to the fact that neither of them has eaten rice during this time, but there will be rice porridge to drink at the meal, the slightly thicker kind of rice porridge, compared with the days when the two were together at the beginning, Quiet really feels much better.

To be honest, now living with Xiao Changyi, she enjoys it quietly every day, even if the food is not very good, but she is quiet but very happy, she can be happy to the bone almost every day, sweet to the heart.

It is very similar to stone milling, and is mainly made of three materials: bamboo, wood and loess.

The whole process of making grain is roughly divided into seven steps: soil preparation, thrashing pan, braiding rings, rammed soil, frying nails, nailing gossip, processing modeling, etc.

The bamboo baskets, bamboo baskets, baskets, etc. at home are all woven by Xiao Changyi, generally simple things, Xiao Changyi can weave, and weaving rings does not require too advanced skills, can weave baskets can be knitted, so Jing Jing did not look for any craftsmen, and directly asked Xiao Changyi to weave according to the drawings.

But because it was really troublesome to make Gu Long, it took Jing Jing and Xiao Changyi eight days to make Gu Long.

As soon as Gu Long was made, Jing Jing and Xiao Changyi used Gu Long to make rice.

The rice that comes out of the grain is brown rice, which is not as white as that milled by modern machines, and this brown rice has to be scooped with a treadmill to be white.

However, even if you still have to use the treadmill, it is much faster than the previous use of the treadmill.

It only took one day for Jing Jing and Xiao Changyi to scoop out fifty catties of rice.

Quietly watched Xiao Changyi pour the rice into the rice jar that had bottomed out, and asked with a smile: "Xianggong, the government should come to tax the grain soon, right?" ”