Tian Xinmiao smiled gratefully at Wu, "Mother, isn't it too late, why don't I cook first and get this tomorrow." ”

Hearing Tian Xinmiao's words, Wu remembered what Tian Xinmiao had not finished saying before he fell, and the self-blame in his heart deepened a little.

"It's still early, my mother came in, just to see if you need my help here."

Wu still didn't dare to say the reason why he wanted to come and see, but chose an excuse that he thought was more convincing.

Tian Xinmiao glanced at the wire connector in her hand that was dragged down when she fell because the tape was not yet tangled, and said to Wu with a smile: "Mother, then I'll continue to wiring, you can help me hand over the tape!" ”

Tian Xinmiao put the adhesive tape wrapped around his hand into his pocket, stood up, and pointed to the black footcloth roll on the small table.

Wu Shi moved to the small table, picked up the black footcloth roll, and shook it at Tian Xinmiao, "Is this it?" ”

It turns out that this is called adhesive tape, and it was also commonly used by her old man, Haocheng, and Haoming terminals in the past, why didn't she ask what this was called?

"Hmm!" Tian Xinmiao responded with a smile and reached out to take the black footcloth roll from Wu's hand.

When he tore open the head of the tape and pulled it open, about three inches long, he used a force to tear the tape off the tape roll.

Under the rapid sound of 'stabbing', Wu looked at Tian Xinmiao's skillful movements, and a faint admiration rose in his heart, these are all jobs that can only be done by men, but I didn't expect her daughter-in-law's movements to be more skilled than her own old man.

In order not to make Wu feel embarrassed, Tian Xinmiao asked Wu to help her do some things that she could have done.

And Wu, who felt that he could help Tian Xinmiao, gradually disappeared the embarrassment in his heart, and happily handed Tian Xinmiao this and that.

With the help of Wu's 'full force', Tian Xinmiao finally completed the wiring and switching of the table lamp.

"Mother, the lamp is finished, I'm going to push the electric switch up and try to see if the lamp is on."

"Uh-huh, there you go!"

Wu looked at the 'table lamp' on the table, the switch installed on the base, and had the urge to pull the lamp rope to give it a try.

Tian Xinmiao walked out of the house with a square stool, and came back after a while.

Tian Xinmiao approached the table lamp, pulled the lamp rope, and with the click, the light bulb lit up.

Looking at the somewhat dazzling light bulb in front of him, Tian Xinmiao frowned.

She screwed the skeleton of the lampshade with wire, but where to find the light yarn needed on it?

Veil? She vaguely remembered that the red hijab she put on her new daughter-in-law when she married her in this era was a big red scarf.

She vaguely remembered that when she went out from her mother's house, she seemed to have such a scarf on her head, and she took it off when she sat in the canopy on the donkey cart.

Later, she fell into a ditch and fell unconscious, and she lost her impression of the scarf.

I don't know if the scarf is still there, but if it is, it should be in my own box!

"Xinmiao, the table lamp is good?" Although it was a little awkward to call the 'table lamp', Wu still learned from Tian Xinmiao to call out.

"Mother, you help me turn off the light first, and I'll go find a gauze towel to make a lampshade." Tian Xinmiao's hand that was about to reach out to turn off the light was retracted, because she saw the desire to give it a try in Wu's eyes.

"Uh-huh, you go and find it, I'll close it for you."

When Wu turned off the lights, there was no longer Tian Xinmiao in the house.

Wu only remembered for a while, Tian Xinmiao seemed to be talking about looking for a scarf and what kind of lampshade to make.

But there is no scarf at home, and the scarf when she married her was borrowed from someone else's, and it has long been returned.