As soon as they went out, they saw Azhong and his wife busy in the yard.
They were feeding sheep and horses.
The straw, leaves and fodder that Uncle Azhong stacked in the backyard came in handy at this time.
Azhong patted the pony's neck very fondly and murmured to himself: "Man, I feel sorry for you.
I will talk to our lady today and buy you some concentrate."
It was then that Jing Xiaotian suddenly thought: "It turns out that raising these livestock requires investment.
Sheep are okay, but horses need to be carefully fed.
It turns out that without money, you can't afford to ride a horse."
Jing Xiaotian lowered his head in disappointment and looked closely at the sandbag in his hand.
He couldn't help but be surprised: "This thing is so exquisitely made."
Unexpectedly, they took advantage of the situation and embroidered various beautiful patterns.
The four sandbags turned out to be four pictures, namely flowers in bloom, magpies climbing plum blossoms, carps playing in the water, and autumn chrysanthemums proud of the frost.
Jing Xiaotian cherished the sandbags in his hands and suddenly realized that if the things his mother made were not of the highest quality, they must be high-quality products.
They were of a high-end and high-end kind.
Selling them on a market stall would be a waste.
The preciousness of an object lies in its craftsmanship, not in its use For example, the sandbags made by his mother could really be used as handicrafts.
Jing Xiaotian was so obsessed with the idea that he just stood in front of the door in a daze, motionless.
Sister-in-law Azhong saw it at a glance and ran over in a hurry, saying softly: "My little ancestor, you are standing in the cold this morning.
How can you go back to the house quickly and sit on the kang to warm yourself?
Breakfast will be served soon."
Okay, I'll get some hot water and wait for you to wash your face."
With that said, he pushed Jing Xiaotian into the house.
At this time, Lin Zhi had also gotten up.
Jing Xiaotian saw her and said considerately: "Mom, you slept so late last night, so you should rest more.
What are you doing up so early?
It's so cold."
"My good daughter, you are so considerate, but mother has had enough sleep and can't lie down anymore."
After saying that, she got off the ground.
"Mom, you made this sandbag so well, it's like a work of art."
Jing Xiaotian raised the sandbag in his hand and praised it.
"What's it like?"
Lin Zhi asked with a smile on her face.
Being praised is always a happy thing, even though Lin Zhi didn't understand a word.
"It's just so beautiful that people can't bear to use it.
They just want to put it there and admire it," Jing Xiaoda explained.
"From what you kid said, sandbags are just for playing with.
They are just made more carefully because they are given to others."
At this time, Sister-in-law Azhong opened the door curtain and came in, holding warm water in her hand to wait for their mother and daughter to wash their faces.
However, Lin Zhi took the hand towel and started washing it herself.
She also ordered: "Sister-in-law Azhong, it's hard for you too.
Don't wait for us to wash our faces anymore.
When we are in the courtyard of Jing's house, we do it ourselves." of these things.”
Sister-in-law A Zhong said: "Isn't this my return to my parents' home?
As long as I follow the lady, I will be happy and feel that there is hope in life.
These are all things I am willing to do.
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Besides, I have a busy life, so how can I still feel tired?"
After breakfast, it was already bright.
Jing Xiaotian pressed the soil in the gourds on the window sill and felt that it was very moist.
Then he looked for Empress Azhong to ask for the fishing net she got back from the market yesterday.
She also wanted to Try to make some handicrafts to exchange for some money and make a living.
Sister-in-law Azhong brought the fishing net in front of Jing Xiaotian, but she couldn't guess what she wanted to do.
I saw Jing Xiaotian using the scissors in his hand to cut off the lead pendants hanging from the fishing net one by one.
Then he pushed the old fish net away and said, "Throw it away.
It's of no use anymore."
After saying that, he got up and walked into the kitchen, took a potato, cut it open with a knife, and placed it firmly.
He separated the scissors in his hand and stuck the tip of the scissors on the potato.
Using this as the center, he turned the scissors in a circle. , a round pattern is drawn.
Jing Xiaotian looked at it carefully, smiled with satisfaction, and then started digging on the potatoes.
At this time, Azhong walked in and saw Jing Xiaotian holding scissors against half a potato.
He immediately snatched the scissors from her hand and said, "Sister Jing, leave it alone.
I'll do it.
What do you want to do?"
, just give me orders, what should I do if I hurt my hand while holding a pair of scissors?"
Jing Xiaotian enjoyed Uncle Azhong's careful care.
He let go and said, "I want to dig a mold on the potato that looks like a copper coin."
"Okay."
Azhong agreed, and in a blink of an eye the potato mold was ready.
"Uncle Azhong, your hands are so skillful."
Jing Xiaotian always praises people, because praise always makes people feel good.
She wants to use this method to boost the energy of her family.
Ah Zhong was a little embarrassed, scratched his head and said: "I know some carpentry skills.
Just tell me what you want to do, and I will try my best to do it."
"Okay, Uncle Azhong, I want to turn this lead pendant into a potato mold and make it into a lead lump."
Jing Xiaotian was happy to direct.
Azhong looked at the lead pendants at Jing Xiaotian's feet and then understood her purpose of picking up the rotten fishing net.
After pondering for a moment, Azhong walked out of the house and soon brought out a rusty, clumsy iron spoon.
The joint between the spoon head and the wooden handle was in tatters and could not be used.
Azhong placed a lead pendant in an iron spoon, clamped it firmly with tongs, and placed it on the burning fire.
Jing Xiaotian quickly put his head around and stared at the iron ladle in the stove and the lead pendant in the ladle.
It seemed like a long time had passed, but there was still no change in the lead pendant.
Jing Xiaotian frowned, wondering if he had made a mistake.
He quickly found a cattail leaf fan and fanned it toward the fire.
At this moment, Jing Xiaotian saw the lead pendant in the iron ladle melt away with a crash, and the bright and clean lead water flashed in the light of the fire.
Jing Xiaotian grinned happily, put down his fan, gestured to insert a small thin stick into the center of the potato mold, and shouted: "Uncle, pour this lead water into the mold, be careful not to touch the wooden stick. " Jing Xiaotian's happy look made Azhong also laugh: "What is this?
It's so precise."
However, his subordinates were not vague at all and carefully poured the lead water into the mold.
With a "chi" sound, a stream of water vapor rushed up from the potato mold.
Jing Xiaotian looked at the changes in the lead water nervously and couldn't take his eyes away.
Seeing that the lead water had solidified and turned into a shiny silver mass, Jing Xiaotian waited patiently for a while for the sake of caution, and then tentatively picked up the potato mold and gently shook the thin stick in the middle of the mold. .
Azhong was so anxious that he kept shouting: "Leave it alone, I'll do it.
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Be careful not to burn yourself."
Jing Xiaotian ignored Azhong and pulled out the thin stick, and a shiny, round lump of lead appeared in front of him
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