Rebirth in the end times: The whole family keeps a low profile

Su Yun wiped the cold sweat from his forehead. He was no longer sleepy. He came to the small living room in the attic alone and lit the revolving lantern beside him. The warm orange light of the revolving lantern reflected on his body, giving him a feeling of peace and tranquility.

I randomly found a book from space to pass the time.

Hmm? It was a book called "Bamboo Weaving Artists". She ordered it when she bought learning materials for her children. She likes this traditional craft very much. In the disaster years when there were no machines to support, craftsmen returned to people's vision. People like Lan's father who have special skills are particularly popular.

Gathering his scattered thoughts, Su Yun flipped through the book in his hand. It was not only about the display and introduction of different folk arts, nor was it just the oral narration of craftsmen. It also described the daily life of traditional craftsmen. He could feel the warmth of their crafts, enter the villages where they lived, and feel the natural and cultural environment in which they lived. The descriptions in the book were very detailed, even listing the characteristics and maintenance methods of each raw material.

The book was well illustrated with text and was not at all obscure and difficult to understand like other professional books. Su Yun focused on the rattan weaving craft introduced in it. After the earthquake, everyone slept directly on the ground and wooden boards, and there were few decent beddings.

After the earthquake, depressions of varying sizes were created in many parts of the base, and the accumulated water formed small ponds. Due to the humid environment, a lot of rush and cattail grew. The book says that rush is not only soft and elastic, but also has the properties of moisture absorption, deodorization, and insect repellency. It is very suitable for making straw mats and straw hats, and can even be used to make vegetable baskets and handbags. It is truly a multi-purpose and extremely useful thing.

After careful comparison, Su Yun found that the rush mentioned in the book could be seen everywhere in the base. He then began to study the production techniques and precautions.

Soon the alarm clock rang and everyone got up. Su Yun went to his room and changed into a gray casual sportswear, then went to the first floor to make breakfast. This morning he had egg pancakes, tea eggs and millet porridge, which were nutritious and delicious. The children had to study in the morning, so they developed a standard daily routine.

At the dinner table, Su Yun said that he wanted to go outside to cut some rush to make handicrafts. The children were very excited and expressed their agreement.

After the polar night, they just strolled around the house, repeating the same life every day, and they were really suffocated.

After class at noon, the two children of Zhao Min's family heard that Qiqi and the others were going out to cut grass and do handicrafts, and they insisted on going too. Zhao Min had no choice but to have lunch at the Su's house. They ate wild vegetable porridge and small naan bread made by the Su's family. The bitter and slightly sweet taste of the wild vegetable porridge, paired with the salty naan bread, was so delicious for some reason.

Zhao Min looked at the two kids eating with relish, looked at Su Ma apologetically and said: Aunt, they don’t do this at home.

Li Yimin had stockpiled a lot of personal supplies before the natural disaster, and the food distributed to Li Yimin by the base was definitely enough for them to eat, so the two children would not starve. Maybe all children are the same, even if they have the same food, they always think that other people's food tastes better.

At noon, we got the tools and Dad Su took the lead, carrying two revolving lanterns and going out. They didn't have to walk far before they arrived at a deep pit formed by the earthquake. They didn't know how deep it was, so they just moved around in the safer places on the edge.

It was dark outside, and the revolving lantern looked like the eyes of a giant beast from afar. A group of people were seen harvesting rushes that were one meter high. The rushes grew well, and several large bundles were harvested in a short while. Dad Su used local materials and directly weaved several ropes with the rushes to tie all the rushes together.

The small bundles were carried back by the children, while the larger bundles were carried back by Su Yun and Zhang Lili.

Fortunately, the Su family's living room could be moved around to accommodate a lot of things. Su Yun recalled the methods taught in "The Bamboo Weaving Artist" and started by weaving a loose straw basket.

Dad Su showed off his finished product to Su Bowei with a smile. Well, it was obviously much stronger than the one made by Su Yun, and the shape was also very beautiful.

Comparison is the thief of joy. Even if you have done your homework in advance, you can't compare with people who are good at hands-on work.

The children pestered Su's father to learn, chirping like a group of birds.

Su Yun called Xiao Jing to help weave straw mats. Straw mats look simple but are difficult to make. It took three hours to pick out the rushes of similar length and sort them out. Then he smoothed the rushes like combing his hair and put them aside for later use.

Wang Jie and Su Zhangming finished a day's patrol and smelled the fragrance of grass as soon as they entered the door. The house was covered with lush green rush, and it felt like there was nowhere to step.

Wang Jie didn't understand, they didn't need so many. He thought that Su Yun had a sudden urge to take the children to do handicrafts in the morning, but he didn't expect that they brought back so many. He asked in confusion: With so many, are you planning to give each person one?

Su Yun was squatting in the corner fiddling with the rush he had just processed: You guys are back just in time, please help us cut some next time you come back, the more the better.

I just found out from chatting with Zhao Min that after the polar night is over, the base will arrange for the instructors to take the lead in repairing the roads. There won't even be a place to sleep when they are out, so they will make some more and let Zhao Min take them to the army to distribute to those respectable soldiers, so that at least they don't have to sleep on the ground at night.

For seven consecutive days, the Flying Dragon Team, including the old people and children in the family, went out to cut rush. Those who didn't have sickles came to the Su family to borrow one, and they went to cut at different times. Every household had a tall stack of hay.

Since rush can be found everywhere in the base, there is no need to worry about anyone stealing it. In the dark, it is not easy to find the haystack at the door.

During these seven days, Su Yun took Xiao Jing, Zhang Lili took Zhao Min, and the others followed suit, working in pairs to weave mats together.

If there were not enough ropes for fixing, they would use rush to weave strong straw ropes. The straw ropes made by Lanlan and her father were the strongest and most durable. Every time they were not enough, everyone would habitually ask for help. Later, Lanlan and her father would just weave straw ropes whenever they had free time.

In just ten days, everyone made 80 mats. They kept 15 for themselves and gave the rest to Zhao Min to take to the army.

Li Yimin knew that Zhao Min had been busy making straw mats with the children at the Su family recently. He was moved again and even more touched by Zhao Min's thoughtfulness. As an old couple, this was nothing, but when he thought that Zhao Min had just been married for a few years and had encountered a disaster, and had not lived a good life, he felt sad.

Liang Cancan was also moved when he saw dozens of straw mats. He was a single man and no one cared about him. He didn't think much of it even though his underwear had a few holes in it. The conditions in the dormitory were not good. The mats had been donated to the victims outside during the earthquake. They had been sleeping on wooden boards these days. Fortunately, they were all martial artists and didn't feel particularly uncomfortable, but they couldn't stand this sudden care.

Liang Cancan, feeling sour in her eyes, patted Xiao Bin on the shoulder and said: Give it to the wounded first.

During the earthquake, some soldiers were crushed and buried, and some were killed or injured. However, when they learned that the victims were sleeping on the ground, everyone spontaneously donated their quilts and mats.

These people are really stupid. They don't know whether it's worth it. When they went out on patrol missions during the polar night, they had a chance to encounter people who were scrambling for disaster relief food. Several of their brothers died one after another. Liang Cancan really regretted it sometimes. The people they tried so hard to protect stabbed them in the back in the end. That feeling almost made him collapse. Several times when he encountered uncooperative victims during his mission, he wanted to give up.

The next day after the mat was delivered, a red sun slowly rose in the sky.