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Chapter 0004: If you know the brain, you will know the hands?(1/2)

At this time, Taikang walked in.

He said to Qing's mother, "Apricot, let's go and cut the tares, don't go!"

I looked at the two little girls again, "A Zi and A Lian, don't go too early to cut pig grass, wait until it cools outside before going out!"

After saying that, he walked out of the door with a wooden spear on his back and a stone sickle on his back.

Outside the door, the patriarch and Qing's uncle were already walking in front, with wooden spears inserted on their backs.

There are many dangers in the wild. They have to carry weapons with them when they go out to work.

It was already noon, and it was probably after 2 pm.

The sun was shining brightly, and it was still as hot as a stove outside.

Looking at the back of Qing's father Taikang, Ye Qing felt a little moved. It could be seen that although Taikang didn't say much, he was just a tone of orders, but his concern for the women and children at home was beyond words.

The care of a man... is invisible!

Looking at Taikang's naked head under the scorching sun, without any sunshade, and his bronze skin shining in the sun, Ye Qing's heart moved.

He observed everywhere in the house without straw hats!

Straw hat has not been invented yet!?

Wearing a straw hat in the field is the correct posture.

Invent a straw hat first?

Straw hats are very simple to make and do not require any modern tools. They can be made by hand.

Moreover, he wanted to try the power of the golden finger and determine how much the golden finger could finally make him do.

He looked at the straw mat under him, which was woven by rush.

Just have rushes.

Putting down his work, he went out and walked around. Sure enough, he found a pile of dried rushes on the wall.

Rush grows in warm, rainy and watery places. There are swamps everywhere on the thunder shore and there are a lot of rushes.

Rush, also known as rush, has been specially planted since ancient times. Like rice, they are all planted in paddy fields.

Rush has many functions, and can be used as wicks, as well as weaving straw mats and straw hats.

If you have the raw materials, then start to dry!

When he picked up a handful of rushes, Ye Qing was shocked. The rushes he picked up were instantly thrown out by him. It turned out that there was a nest of centipedes under the piled rushes.

Seeing the sunshine, these dense centipedes immediately crawled away quickly, some crawling into the grass, some crawling into the cracks in the wall, and some crawling towards Ye Qing's feet.

Ye Qing's scalp was numb and he ran away in a hurry.

After the centipede crawled far away, Ye Qing pulled out a handful of rushes and shook them open. After confirming that there was no centipede in it, soaked the rushes in a ditch next to it, soaked them in a ditch next to it, and then took them into the house.

He started making straw hats.

The first step is to braid straw braids. The straw braids used to braid straw hats require a certain width and seven strands of braids are required.

Ye Qing held a few rushes in his hand, flew his fingers, and soon braided a piece of grass braid.

He gestured for a moment, and felt that the width was about the same, so he sat on the ground, stepped on a stick, and formally braided grass.

The golden fingers are very powerful, which really makes him become clever and clever.

In the past, although he knew how to weave straw braids, he had never actually operated them.

Now, I’m so amazing!

He felt like a veteran who had been immersed in this art for many years, his ten fingers flew like a butterfly.

It took a few minutes to weave a meter long.

The braided straw braids are also very flat and smooth, with a very uniform width and narrowness. The stubble heads are also specially placed on the same side. It looks no different from those knitted by modern machines.

Looking at his own achievements, Ye Qing couldn't believe it.

He looked at his hands, was this still his hands?

Can you know how to use your brain and your hands?

Hahahaha, the silly hands? Bye!

This is a good thing!

continue!

One meter, two meter... Soon, a large ball of smooth and beautiful grass braids were wrapped around the stick.

Qing's mother A Xing first saw him bringing in a handful of grass, and just thought it was a child playing with it, and didn't care.

When Ye Qing woves more and more, he doesn't look like he plays, so he becomes a little curious.

He looked at the beautiful grass braids and his dexterous hands seriously, and couldn't help but be surprised.

How could a six-year-old Qing do this kind of straw braid that she had never seen before?

She knew Qing so well that she had a few moles on her body, and she knew clearly when did her hands become so clever?

Ye Qing's hands were pleasing to the eye, as if they had magic. She was addicted to it before she knew it and even forgot about the weaving cloth.

Qing's sister A Zi also noticed it.

At first, seeing Ye Qing throwing down Jima’s work, running out of the door and taking a handful of grass in, curling his lips in disgust, and then ignored it.

As Ye Qing's movements continued, she, who was closely following Ye Qing, began to unconsciously exclaim all kinds of unconscious amazement such as "um", "ah", "huh", "wow", etc.

Finally, she couldn't help but run over. She grabbed the braid and sighed, "Wow, it looks so good!"

He grabbed Ye Qing's chubby little hand and tossed and checked it over and over again.

Qing's younger sister A Lian was also very curious, but she did not put down the spindle in her hand, but just glanced at her from time to time.

The little girl Alan, who can never finish eating snot, likes to join in the fun and runs over happily.

She doesn't understand beauty and ugliness, she only knows how to learn to say, "Wow, wow, so... so... so... great!"

She imitated A Zi and exclaimed awkwardly. Looking at her pretending expression, Ye Qing couldn't help but smile.

After some interference, the work continued.

After an hour, Ye Qing asked A Xing for a bone needle, put on twine, and began to sew the straw hat.

Another hour, the task was done.

Perfect!

Did I do this?

Looking at the straw hat, Ye Qing couldn't believe it. It was made by himself.

Although the straw hat has no pattern decoration, it has regular and smooth shapes, without any deformities and distortions, and looks comfortable and refreshing.

Seeing that the three of them stared at the straw hat in confusion, Ye Qing smiled and put the straw hat on his sister A Zi's head.

"Wear this, you won't be afraid of the sun!"

"Yeah?"

While stroking the brim of his hat with love, A Zi ran outside the house and stood in the sun.

"Wow! I really won't be sunbathed!"

She cheered and cheered in the sun, as novel as a child... She was ten years old and indeed a child.

For her, the straw hat was a bit big and swayed around her head.

Ye Qing weaves a hat rope with hemp fiber and a top with rush.

After trying the effect in the sun, A Zi kept occupying the straw hat and never let it go.

When Ye Qing took back the straw hat, she pouted, her face full of dissatisfaction.

Ye Qing put on the hat rope three times and two times, put the top on the hat, put the head on her head again, and tied the hat rope on her chin.

"Okay, try again!"

A Zi ran out happily again.

I put a top inside and put a straw hat on my head, steadily, tied the hat rope, and didn't have to worry about the wind blowing.

Under the scorching sun, A Zi ran around happily, shouting loudly.

"A Lian, come quickly, it's so fun!"

The two-year-old girl Alan also ran to the scorching sun and chased her, screaming and laughing like a man.

Qing's mother A Xing kept smiling, watching A Zi make noise quietly, and scolded at the right time: "Call me, don't be big or small!"

Seeing the effect of the straw hat shading, she became interested.

She picked up a few rush grass and tried to weave it, but the grass turned around on her hands but was always unable to form.

She frowned, confused.
To be continued...
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