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Ji Mo didn't know this, he had nothing to do in the winter, and when he came out to see Ji's mother every day, he would say that he was out to play, accompanied by the crazy old man, Ji's mother didn't have time all day, and the time she had was not fixed at all. He would follow the crazy old man to play nearby, and he said it was for playing, mainly to see the scenery and people, and if he wanted, he could have a few children grind their teeth along with him, and listen to what they said.

Such things as gossip can be found in both adults and children, and there are some things that children find funny when they hear them.

Ji Xin told Ji Mo that he should not run to the sheepfold when he is on his own. There are many male slaves hiding there, so it is hard to say that none of them have bad intentions. When the time comes, their lives will always be their own. bad luck.

Ji Mo understands this truth, he is now powerless, and it is difficult to keep himself anywhere, but the master still needs to be found, so he is a little worried.

On this day, he picked up a branch from the ground and wrote and drew on the ground. At first he was still writing the words taught by Ji Mu, and then he started to draw flowers. He also drew paper figurines and lace clothes. , I can't say that I don't know it at all. Aesthetics is online. With a little more detail, I can draw beautiful patterns on the ground, but it's a pity that I can't keep it.

A little girl poked her head out from the tent and asked, "What did you draw? It's so beautiful!"

Ji Mo was startled by this question, took half a step back, looked up and saw the little girl, who stared at him with watery eyes, as if waiting for an answer.

The girl was dressed brightly, and the bright colors were intertwined in an order that was not messy, forming a unique ethnic style. Her jet-black hair was braided, with gems of various colors hanging, some bright and some moist, quail eggs Large and small amber, there seems to be something in the middle, just pressed on her forehead hair, fixed by some colored ropes, like a good display shelf, it looks more and more precious.

This is not the child of an ordinary tribe, Ji Mo looked at the tent again, the one next to the patriarch's wife, could it be the daughter of the patriarch's family?

"Flowers, what I draw are flowers."

The flowers on the snow field don’t have any color, just cut the snow, so that the yellow soil below is naturally exposed, in such a cold weather, the land seems to be frozen, there will be no hot and dry dust, but it shows a kind of carefulness. The tone of the outline comes.

"It's a pity that it won't be preserved for long. If I can have a carving knife, I can carve it down."

Ji Mo has been thinking about apprenticeship these days, and he doesn't know where the master is. Waiting is not an option. Should he explore it? If he can learn by himself, it seems that he can save a lot of time.

Compared with skills such as paper-making and sword-casting, it seems that the introduction of carving is not so difficult. I have a picture in my heart, and then take a carving knife to carefully embody the picture on the material bit by bit. Is the carving successful?

If it is not realistic, it may be that the method is wrong, just like origami, what kind of shape it looks like, if the steps in the middle are wrong, it will not be possible to get that shape.

Ji Mo had been thinking about this for a while, and now someone asked him, so he naturally spoke up.

"Is it the same as my jade flower?" the girl asked, and pulled the end of the braid, on which was a flower carved from white jade. Ji Mo moved a little closer to see it more clearly.

The small window of the tent is for the convenience of adults. For children, the height is still a bit high. The girl inside may be stepping on a stool or something, but Ji Mo outside has no footsteps. He was indifferent, and had no intention of coming to help at all, but he was willing to hug Ji Mo, and Ji Mo didn't want him to hug him. A crazy old man without new clothes doesn't look so clean.

He tried his best to step on his feet, and the girl inside also realized that he might not be able to get a closer look, so he tried his best to bend over and pressed down his braids, as if this would allow him to see clearly.

The tent is like a tower, and Ji Mo is like the prince who is waiting for the princess to let down his long hair, stepping up his head in a longing posture, but he dare not reach out his hand easily, acting offensively.

"Ah Sang, what are you doing?"

A question came from inside the tent, showing a bit of sternness. The girl was startled and was about to turn her head, but completely forgot that half of her body's center of gravity was outside. Just now, she remembered that the hand that was holding on to the tent was also loosened. Opened, this turn, completely shifted the center of gravity.

"careful!"

Ji Mo outside stretched out his hands, as if he wanted to lift them up, but someone inside quickly grabbed the girl's skirt and grabbed her, preventing her from falling directly out of the window.

By the way, the person inside stretched out his head and took a look outside. He was a young man with stubble on his chin. He glanced at Ji Mo who had not retracted his hand, and then glanced at the place not far away. The indifferent crazy old man snorted coldly, turned around and said, "It's Ah Mo who is outside, his crazy old man is useless at all, just watching, it's not a good one."

The straightforward words were filled with some kind of condemnation. The hostess inside listened and said something. The soft leather on the small window was lowered, and the window was tightly covered again. After a while, a female slave came over. Let Ji Mo go in.

Ji Mo was a little hesitant, looked at the female slave, she was gentle, with a smile on her face, and did not urge her, so Ji Mo drooped her shoulders and followed behind her.

The patriarch's wife is a majestic and beautiful woman. When she was young, she must have been a flower on the grassland. Now, the flower is half-damaged, but it can still remind people of the beauty of the past.

The girl snuggled up beside her, playing with the ends of her braids, giggling, and seeing Ji Mo coming in, pointed at him and said, "I just wanted him to see this flower, and he said he would carve it down." .”

Maybe children will always be short on some words when relaying, and the result is that this sentence sounds unfriendly to me!

Ji Mo looked at the girl several times, thinking that the other party didn't mean to trick him, so he didn't argue, and apologized slowly. After all, he didn't think carefully, and he wasn't a real child anymore. He didn't know that such actions were right. It was a little dangerous for the girl inside, but I really didn't expect it at the time.

The young man stood aside and snorted coldly: "Then you can carve a flower for my younger sister as an apology."

"……it is good."

Ji Mo quietly glanced at the face of the patriarch's wife, and could not see any joy or anger, but the other party seemed to acquiesce in this way, so he complied.

When he walked out of the tent, Ji Mo harvested a piece of white jade the size of a palm, and a carving knife, packed in a soft leather pouch, and brought them home.

After going back and talking about the matter, Ji Mo lowered his head: "Mother, did I do something wrong? I didn't mean it."

"What's wrong, what's wrong with this, you carve well, don't worry."

As soon as the A family heard this, they knew that this was a small matter between children. The patriarch's wife is not a mean person, and these clansmen are not the slaves of each other. This request is at best a bit embarrassing, but there is no time limit. Remember, not how.

A Lie and Ji Xin who came home at night knew about this, A Lie also didn't care, waved his hand and said: "Don't worry, that boy must be Lange, he is a good guy, he won't do anything to you."

Ji Xin had also heard of Lange's name, and nodded slightly to Ji Mo. Ji Mo had heard the consolation of A's family before, but only Ji Xin's was more reassuring. He has the calm appearance of a elder brother like a father, but A Lie, a father, is behind in the queue.

No one in the family took this matter to heart. After Ji Mo slept soundly all night, he woke up the next day and began to look at that piece of jade. The white jade is oval-shaped with some edges and corners. With light green lines and so on, Ji Mo turned the jade over and over to look at it, thinking about what kind of flowers should be carved?

In modern times, he has also seen the works of many famous sculptors. Those exquisite sculptures are made according to the shape of the material. The most famous one is jade cabbage. There are also some more elegant ones like Dongpo meat. The insect flower pattern, the natural variegated colors become the bees and butterflies on the flowers, which is really ingenious.

It can’t be said that after seeing it, I didn’t have a trace of yearning, but at that time, I really didn’t have such leisurely contact with specifics. Among other things, the price of jade is not easy to carve and play, let alone contact with it. Now , but had to contact.

Instead of using a carving knife rashly, he took a small tree stick and burned it in the fire, and used the blackened tip as a brush to draw on the jade, hoping to draw a compositional outline. He had seen small jade carvings before. In the video, I know what kind of pattern the simple lines at the beginning will become in the end. Now I really try it, only to find that it seems to be far away. I feel that the drawing is so ugly!

Turning a plane into a three-dimensional space, he may not be able to imagine the space in the middle. He can't think of how it would look like from one angle, but from another angle. He doesn't know how to draw the knife. The thickness of this piece of jade was different, which made him have to think more about it.

It can't be that the flowers can only be seen from one side, and the other side is completely rough, isn't it the same as half-face makeup?

The jade was in his hand, and after playing with it for a while, he put it down and picked up the carving knife for a closer look. The carving knife was very delicate, just like a pen, except that the tip of the pen was a sharp blade. It's not ordinary, it can be placed on a golden table as a work of art, and it comes with a small leather case, like a scabbard.

He didn't dare to cut directly on the jade, fearing that it would be damaged and there would be nowhere to find a second piece of jade, but he carved it on the ground. The frozen soil was as hard as stone, but the carving knife on it seemed to cut iron like mud. The extremely sharp touch makes people love it.

Relying on his own casting experience, Ji Mo began to think about how such a carving knife is made, and what is the craftsmanship that can make this kind of carving knife. That country, Ji's mother's country, where the technology tree has gone, is really yearning. ah!There, you may be able to find a lot of sculptures.