Reborn Little Carpenter

"Xiao Yue, look!" Qi Yue was assembling his children's rocker in the yard. Wu Xiaoxi brought in a bunch of wool from the outside and spread it out in front of him—it was a wool quilt with the wool sticking out, a bit like he used to The military coat I saw at the dean.

When Qi Yue was young, the dean of the orphanage had an army green coat that could cover the knees of an adult. One time when it was extremely cold in winter, he was lying on the bed with a cold and a fever. On his quilt, which was heavy and warm, he huddled inside and sweated all night, and the fever subsided the next day.

From then on, the military coat was a symbol of warmth in his heart. Afterwards, whether it was the air conditioner or the duvet, Qi Yue felt that it was not as warm as the military coat, especially the one with wool like the one in front of him.

Qi Yue looked up at Wu Xiaoxi's expectant expression, smiled and said: "It seems that this winter you can hide under the quilt and sleep late."

"The second sister-in-law came up with it." Wu Xiaoxi put the wool on the bamboo pole outside: "She thought it was a pity to put such soft wool in the linen, and I also felt comfortable outside, so she taught me how to do it." One bed."

Qi Yue said: "I still have a lot of wool at home, you can make more beds if you like."

"Just make another bed for parents," Wu Xiaoxi wrinkled his nose, "Wool is so expensive."

Qi Yue: "Then you're just making some clothes, and you won't be able to stay on the bed all the time."

Wu Xiaoxi has stopped making up the happy fish basket these days, and goes to Qi Youfeng's house every day to have a baby with Qi Quanmin's daughter-in-law, Li Tao. That's right, his good second brother has only been back for more than a month, and his daughter-in-law is pregnant again , at an alarming rate.

By the way, I deal with those wools. Dirty wool is troublesome to deal with, and the cost of cleaning is high. No one buys it at a high price, and I don’t want to sell it at a low price, so I keep it at home. I only say that people in the north use it to make clothes. Let the wife think about it. Can you figure out something.

Of course Qi Yue knew what these wools could do, but he saw that Wu Xiaoxi was interested in them, so he let him study them. It's not a bad thing anyway, and it can be seen that he really likes this kind of fluffy wool. thing.

Qi Yue thought for a while and said, "You can try making a few dolls." The plush dolls in the toy store in his previous life attracted many plush lovers. Daughter builds a shelf for dolls, a whole room full of dolls.

Wu Xiaoxi looked over suspiciously: "What doll?"

Qi Yue roughly described it, and Wu Xiaoxi's eyes became brighter and brighter: "I'll do it now!"

"Don't run!" Qi Yue was startled, with a big belly, he was not afraid of falling.

Wu Xiaoxi stuck out her tongue at him mischievously, stopped, and hurried to Qi Youfeng's house while supporting her belly.

Qi Yue shook his head helplessly, Wu Xiaoxi has become more and more childish recently, but...Qi Yue curled his lips, it's not bad.

Qi Yue continued to assemble his children's rocking bed in a good mood. The rocking bed is 1.2 meters long and [-] cm wide. It is surrounded by railings. The railings are all round to avoid bumping into children. It can be opened, and it is convenient to hold and release children.

One meter above the top, there is a circular support frame, which can be used to place mosquito nets in summer. The two semi-curved bed feet, one in front and one in the back, are the key to the reason why the shaker is called a shaker. There is not much swing.

Qi Yue tapped the last tenon into the mortise with a claw hammer, and the love cradle he prepared for his unborn child was ready.

He stood up straight, still holding a claw hammer in his hand, staring at the shaker that had just been completed, fiddled with his hands, and the shaker swung smoothly from side to side.

Just as Qi Yougen came back from the outside, he saw his son standing in front of the shaker in deep thought, and walked over: "What's wrong?"

Taking a closer look: "It's done," Qi Yougen stretched out his hand and pressed it, and the rocking table became stronger, and he couldn't hold back and pressed it again: "It's interesting."

Qi Yougen pressed it again and again, but Qi Yue was thinking about another thing. He felt that the bed was too plain.

The color is the color of the original wood. Even if the surface is polished to a smooth surface, it is still the dullness of the wood and cannot reach the level of reflection. The whole shaker looks like it has just been made by the wood factory, unpretentious.

It's a pity that there are no different kinds of lacquer in this era, and lacquer can't paint it with color, but at least it can make it brighter.

Qi Yue went to the oil shop in the county town to get a bucket of tung oil and came back. He oiled every corner of the shaker, dried it, smoothed it, brushed it again, and dried it...

It wasn't until the shaker reached his satisfaction that Qi Yue put away the shaker contentedly and kept it for use.

At this time, Wu Xiaoxi's cashmere doll was also made, a sheep made of wool...sheep.

How to put it, Qi Yue thinks that the plush sheep should be like Xiao En the lamb, with a chubby body and big innocent eyes, instead of the goat's body and a pair of narrow human eyes like the one in front of him.

Qi Yue held the weird plush sheep in his hand, moved his throat several times, but couldn't find any words of praise that were not flattering.

Wu Xiaoxi looked away in embarrassment, and the original joy faded away. Looking aside, he changed the subject: "Is this the shaker you mentioned?"

"Well," Qi Yue put the plush sheep on the bed board, stretched out his hand and pressed the bed post, the rocking bed swung slightly from side to side, and the plush sheep lay on it safely: "After more than two months, the child can be placed on the bed. This bed."

"It's amazing, this bed looks so good," Wu Xiaoxi started bragging, "Xiao Yue, you are so good, you can make such a good thing."

Qi Yue: "Ahem," although he is indeed very powerful, but being praised by Wu Xiaoxi like this, it seems that his reaction just now was a bit too straight.

Qi Yue picked up the plush sheep again, and took Wu Xiaoxi's hand: "Come with me."

Qi Yue brought Wu Xiaoxi to his carpentry place, let him sit on a small stool beside him, found the pen and ink he used for drawing lines before, and drew a cartoon sheep on the wooden board, with a round body and big eyes , short limbs: "Can it be made like this? You can use yellow linen for the ears and legs, and a darker color for the hooves and eyes."

Wu Xiaoxi nodded sharply, her eyes were shining, she looked at Qi Yue full of admiration: "Xiao Yue, you are so smart."

Qi Yue straightened his back silently, the man's self-esteem was greatly satisfied, and then he couldn't stop creating, dogs, alpacas, white bears, little foxes, radishes, dolphins...

"Wow, great."

"This is so cute!"

"What is this? The neck is so long."

"Alpaca? It's so cute."

……

"Ahem," Liu Fang stood at the door of Dongtou's kitchen, looked at the cloud in the sky and shouted, "It's time to eat!"

Wu Xiaoxi withdrew his hand awkwardly, looked at the little rabbit he and Qi Yue had drawn together, and unconsciously squeezed the plush sheep in his arms, his cheeks were as red as burning clouds in the sky.

Qi Yue calmly put down the brush, and the two of them sat together at some point, Qi Yue's left hand was naturally wrapped around Wu Xiaoxi's waist, and he didn't let go even now, he naturally supported Wu Xiaoxi to stand up: " Let's go, wash your hands and eat."

Wu Xiaoxi lowered his head, not daring to meet Liu Fang's teasing eyes.

The next day Wu Xiaoxi hid at Qi Youfeng's house early, and the monk couldn't escape the temple if he ran away, so Qi Yue let him go.

As a result, it was like this for one day, and it was still like this for two days. On the third day, Qi Yue couldn't bear it anymore and ran to the door to find his little wife who was running with the ball.

As a result, he was blocked at the gate of the yard.