technical type

Shouldn't it be a little more technical?

Look at the bearded Uncle Li again, okay, this look is not the calm, orderly, indifferent master type of an oil seller!

"Is this all right? Don't you need any more procedures?"

Ji Mo doesn't give up, it looks really too simple, just this thing, he will almost do it after reading it once, what else to learn!

It's too underestimating the hands-on ability of contemporary college students!

At most, weaving bamboo strips has a bit of technical content. Paste the paper as long as there are no loopholes. The painting on it is not as complicated as New Year pictures.

"What else do you want? There are only a few big boys, what complicated work do you want?" Uncle Li squinted at Ji Mo, and his words seemed to be watching people order dishes.

Ji Mo was keenly aware that this might be the simplest kind of paper doll, so there must be more complicated ones, and his eyes lit up immediately, "Master, master, is there an even more powerful paper doll?"

"Isn't that powerful enough?!" Uncle Li patted him on the head, and the slightly long hair was pressed down. In order not to be dazzling, Ji Mo narrowed his eyes. He couldn't see Uncle Li's expression clearly, so he could only see it through his fingers. I feel that the other party seems to be a little unpredictable.

Acting coquettishly, he went to ask again, like a little tail, followed Uncle Li back and forth, and finally was kicked directly on the back of the butt, driving him out to pick up firewood.

There are really not many things Ji Mo can do now. I am afraid that he will not be able to hold the big bowl with his small hands. He is not allowed to touch the bowls and dishes. Picking firewood and other small things, and then watering the small vegetables planted at the back of the house. There are about two minutes of small vegetable plots in every house and courtyard. It's the bugs.

Ji Mo is also responsible for such things as deworming and watering. He doesn't like to take care of the vegetable fields. Chickens, let them be dewormed green, saving labor.

"Uncle Li's job is better, it looks bright."

The people who came to pick up the paper figurines were two young men. Their black hair was tied behind their heads and tied with a piece of cloth. Their eyebrows and eyes were exposed. They are energetic, big-armed men, and they will attract people's attention wherever they go. With two glances, there are some big girls and young wives in the village. They secretly glanced over, and Uncle Li's door has become a hot spot.

Uncle Li waved his hands quite self-confidently, and said: "No matter what, you can't fool the folks in the village. This is just a handicraft job. If you don't do it well, you can't do it."

"That's Uncle Li. Others don't have such brilliant craftsmanship."

The two young men are also good at complimenting others, and they held up the paper figurine while they were talking. At the waist of the paper figurine, Uncle Li left an inconspicuous handle, like a protruding waist bone, which was convenient lifting.

With a child boy on one side and a child girl on the other, the 1.5-meter-six paper figurines were held up at the same height as a person, with black eyes on their snow-white faces and red lips, as if they had just drunk blood.

The older girl and the younger daughter-in-law who were secretly watching finally woke up from the young man's beauty, closed their eyes slightly, and did not look directly at the two paper figurines.

The young man thanked him and left with the paper figurine in hand.

The paper man walked away, and the surroundings became lively again, and the old woman asked Uncle Li: "Which family is this in the neighboring village? It looks really decent."

A young man with healthy arms and legs, good-looking and upright, and there is no problem with his words and deeds. This is a hot spot in the marriage market. These days, there are always more women in the market for male and female marriages. Well, it was the conscripts a few years ago that dragged all the good boys to the funeral, and now the remaining good boys are really rare and expensive.

There are no concubines in rural villages, mainly because they can't afford to support such a good man. If he is caught, he will be relied on for a lifetime. Who would care less?

Not to mention those who specialize in matchmaking, even those who have unmarried daughters in their families will also take care of them, and some have already thought about whether to find a way to go to the neighboring village to find out, the neighboring village is not far away, if married Daughter, it's the same when I come back often in the future.

If the son-in-law is capable, maybe the natal family can also get some supplements.

"Isn't it decent? Now in the village, there are not many virgins who can be accompanied by boys and girls."

Uncle Li said with emotion, as if he didn't understand what the point was.

Ji Mo felt quite empathetic to Uncle Li's words. Generally speaking, death is like life, especially in ancient times. When the ancestors went to the ground, even if the family did not have two or two meters, they still had to accompany them. The weather is not good, the elderly, those who have lost care, it would be nice to have a straw mat after death, who will get virgin boys and girls to be buried with the widows and orphans?

If the young ones go, they don't want to be virgins. The women are afraid of messing up their daily routines, and the men are also afraid of losing their loved ones. Most of them just use two commonly used clothes.

During this period of time, there were no dead people in the village. One fell into the river and drowned. Buried in a tomb in the village, it is not considered a lonely ghost.

"Bah, bah, what kind of mentality do I have? I can't hope for dead people just because I learned how to tie paper!" Ji Mo quickly reflected on his dark and cautious thoughts, thinking about this business, which is a bit strange in the village. If you can't do it, you can't make a lot of money!

On this day, when Ji Mo went to pick up firewood, he ran into the third sister, the daughter of his uncle's family, who is now 13 years old, her engagement is just around the corner, and she hasn't found a suitable family yet, so she grabs Ji Mo's collar and slips away. The person pulled aside and asked, "Do you know those two young guys who went to Uncle Li's house yesterday?"

"I don't know." Ji Mo shook his head honestly. It wasn't those two who came to pick up the boy and girl. Who knew why it was these two who came to pick them up. They just met and didn't even announce their names. How could they know each other.

"Pa", the third sister raised her hand and slapped Ji Mo on the shoulder. This is because Ji Mo hid for a while, otherwise he would have hit him on the head. "You idiot, why don't you know how to ask? If you have a sister who is not married, you don’t know how to think about it. You are really a little white-eyed wolf who forgets Ben when you go out! I heard that you will be filial to Uncle Li in the future. The feeling is that you have forgotten your parents! Fortunately, your aunt will return it to you Find a way out, is this how you treat your family?!"

The blatant accusations could not be suppressed, and Ji Mo's forehead felt depressed. His four-year-old child still has to do the job of a matchmaker!This is unreasonable!

But he didn't argue, he had already learned it, and arguing at this time would only intensify the beating, even though the third sister is a girl, a 13-year-old girl, beating a four-year-old child is really like playing.

I endured it silently for a while, because I didn’t resist, it was like a piece of wood. In the end, I was hit at the beginning, and it didn’t hurt too much. After receiving some saliva, Ji Mo was able to leave, and there was more firewood than before. It was the third sister who picked it up first and gave it to him casually.

Ji Mo is small, and the firewood he can carry is limited. With the third sister, he added some more and went down the mountain. He came back early and saw Uncle Li busy in front of the stove, steaming with aroma, Sniffing, a smile appeared on his face.

"Master, master, what to eat again, is there enough firewood, I just picked up so much, look—"

Pulling the firewood to the side very ostentatiously, Ji Mo looked into the pot on tiptoe, it seemed to be meat, even without soy sauce, it still looked mouth-watering.

Uncle Li glanced at him, he was already very immune now, and he was not moved by his appearance, he patted his head and asked him to clean up the table and wash his hands to prepare for dinner.

After a meal, the two masters and apprentices took out their teeth from the empty dishes. The toothpick was Ji Mo's invention. After picking out the scum, Uncle Li can still smash it, chew it and swallow it, and Ji Mo spits it out.

"You're a loser, you can't eat enough good food." Uncle Li scolded, he always has new topics to scold, but Ji Mo doesn't care, he has learned to listen to these words a long time ago, Just like his third sister, she is actually not evil.

If he had to be fussy, it would appear that he was stingy.

"You stupid bastard, you got beaten again?" Uncle Li looked at him sideways. Ji Mo already knew that there would always be someone who would listen to him, and who was whispering in Uncle Li's ear again? This is still a hot topic among my apprentices. I guess there were quite a few people who were worried about it before, but I got the first one by mistake. Some people must be unconvinced.

Ji Mo chuckled: "It's nothing, the third sister just wants to know the names of those two young men, but I don't know, let her find out by herself."

"You never thought of asking me?" Uncle Li asked again.

Ji Mo looked at him in surprise: "Master, are you trying to steal the matchmaker's job?"

"Fuck you bastard, you don't have a good word to say." Uncle Li lost his temper again, cursed loudly, but didn't do anything, Ji Mo just pretended it was all right, and laughed twice without saying a word.

This deputy has a good temper for beating and scolding, so people can't get angry. Besides, Uncle Li is not angry at first, but he has made up his mind. The apprentice who was forced to accept is not a bad-hearted person. If his family is not prepared to be filial to Master, he has nothing to say.

I'm getting older day by day, and I need to find someone to take care of me in the future. Now that I'm strong and strong, it's okay to raise a kid. I raised it since I was a child.

Thinking about it this way, and looking at the brat in front of him, it's more pleasing to the eye. A disciple with no evil intentions can always make people feel more at ease.

"Go, go, go to sleep, don't burn wax here."

He waved the brat to the bed and went to sleep first. Uncle Li went to wash the dishes by himself. His tall figure could be seen through the crack of the door. Ji Mo turned over on the bed, took another look, and fell asleep with his eyes closed. .