Chapter 70: Bamboo Tools
As soon as the two came to Shangyun Village, they were a little shocked, the neatly arranged red brick houses, even the streets were paved with broken bricks, the road surface was knocked very smooth, and it looked much more beautiful than Yongxin County, this house was newly built at a glance, and the time was definitely not more than five years.
I passed by five houses in a row, all of them had closed doors, and I didn't see anyone at home, until the sixth house, the gate of the yard was finally open, and when I looked in from the outside of the yard, I could see that under the pipa tree in the yard, an old man was weaving bamboo baskets with bamboo strips.
"Uncle." The two of them didn't rush in, just an old man was at home, and they went in directly, in Qin Xi's opinion, there was a bit of an invasion of other people's privacy.
"Hey, who are you?" The old man put down what he was holding, picked up the crutches that were put aside, and walked over tremblingly.
These two people are strangers, since they walked to their Shangyun Village and walked to his house, this is fate, maybe they are passers-by, and they come to the door to beg for saliva to drink! This kind of thing is all too common.
"Uncle, last time I came to you with my grandmother to buy some bamboo furniture and bowls back, I said yes, a few years have passed, and the things at home have been lost, no, my grandmother asked me to come to you again to buy some."
Qin Xi didn't go around the bend with the old man, she was afraid that the old man wouldn't understand.
"Oh, I have it at home, do you want to come in and have a look." Knowing that the two of them were here to buy something, the old man's eyes lit up and he was very enthusiastic.
He is old, and he rarely goes to the bamboo art workshop, after all, he needs to walk through the entire Shangyun Village, which is nothing for a young man, but for him, a seventy-five-year-old man, it is very far.
After being busy all his life, he couldn't be idle, so he asked his family to prepare bamboo strips for him, and in his spare time, he slowly knitted them at home alone.
There are many children in the family, and the grandchildren have already married their daughters-in-law and given birth to dolls, he doesn't want to eat idle meals at home, increase their burden, and the things he makes at home, as long as they are qualified, can be sent to the bamboo art workshop, and in other words, he can earn a few yuan every month.
Like this, the price can be a few points more expensive, and if you can get cash, the villagers are quite happy to sell it to them.
Every month, they have their own door-to-door, after all, their Shangyun Village is still quite famous in Yongxin County, and it is not worse than Yunzhuang, and those who want to save money will come to the door by themselves, as long as there is no fanfare, it will be fine, after all, it is not a family to do this, and no one is salty and eats radishes to report it.
"Then I'm sorry for you." Qin Xi did not refuse.
The old man looked to be in his seventies, on crutches, looking trembling, but not slow.
"Uncle, how old are you this year?"
"Seventy-five."
"Longevity! Seeing that your body is still quite strong, there is no problem at all when you live to 80. ”
"Haha, old and old"
The old man and the young chatted happily until the old man took them to the utility room at home.
There's so much stuff in there! The number is also miscellaneous, like what kind of bamboo basket is the most basic style, the back basket bamboo basket bamboo box bamboo stool, and the polished, smooth skin and thornless bamboo tube, looking at Qinxi is called a heartbeat! It feels like everything is good, everything is useful, and everything is wanted.
"What's going on? I'm okay with this thing, right? The old man pointed to the work he had made this month, and his expression was proud.
This is the craft he relies on for a living, and he has been doing it all his life, can he be unhappy?
"Yes, fine, dense and strong, all good things." Qin Xi gave a thumbs up to the face very much.
"That is, when we started a bamboo art workshop in Shangyun Village, I was the backbone of it, and I brought a lot of apprentices out, that is, now that I am old, my legs and feet are inconvenient, and my family is not worried that I will go out, otherwise, I will definitely still work in the bamboo art workshop! It's a lively place. Speaking of those years of struggle, the old man's eyes lit up.
Seeing that the life of the people in the village is getting better and better, he is happy from the bottom of his heart.
Qin Xi bought two back baskets and a bamboo box, and the old man saw her fall in love and gave her a few bamboo tubes, which can be used as bamboo cups and bamboo bowls.
With the bamboo tube, the pottery bowl was not bought, but the uncle had a surplus casserole at home, and they asked for one.
All these things add up, it's only two yuan, and in Qin Xi's opinion, it's worth it.
Saying goodbye to the old man, the brother and sister rushed back with their things, the scorching sun, but the two of them smiled very happily, carrying their own belongings behind their backs, and their future days will definitely get better and better.
Back in the small mud house, Grandma Yu had already woken up, and the old man couldn't stay idle and was pulling weeds!
This earthen house is built in a pine forest, with the house as the center, and there are no tall pine trees within five meters, which causes the wild grass next to the house to grow a dense one, and she has to clean it every ten days and a half months, otherwise, the grass grows high and dense, and those snakes, insects, rats and ants will drill into the house.
"You're back, go back and drink saliva, it's hard for you to run outside on this hot day."
"The buns you put on the table before should also be eaten, the weather is hot, and these things can't be eaten."
Yu Qingqiu knew that the bun was specially bought for her, but she didn't want it, both of them were children, and they hadn't grown up yet! How could she bear to eat their stuff!
"Grandma Yu, it was specially bought for you, we won't move, you can eat it quickly! It's a pity if it's broken. After speaking, Qin Xi took Qin Jiang back to the house to drink water.
The older generation of people is good, but there is a habit of taking something and pushing it around, you come and go, push and shove for ten rounds, before the final ownership of this thing is determined, she can't do this, it's better to avoid it.
Looking at Qin Xi's evasive appearance, Yu Qingqiu felt a little crying and laughing, but since they didn't want it, she could only accept this kindness.
Having suffered from hunger, she naturally understands the preciousness of food, and in her, any waste is not allowed.
After drinking the water, Qin Xi and Qin Jiang did not rest anymore, but took their new tools, set off, and went directly into the forest to pick up mushrooms.
Yu Qingqiu saw them going out, and asked, knowing that they were going out to pick up mushrooms, he didn't think much about it, just thought that they were going to pick up mushrooms and come back to eat as a dish.
Now is a good time to pick up mushrooms, but she rarely picks them up because she doesn't like the taste of mushrooms very much, and basically doesn't eat mushrooms.
She knew that the mushrooms could be sent to the purchase station to sell for money, but with her old arms and legs, it was better not to think about it, otherwise if she fell casually, her body might collapse.
(End of chapter)