After dinner, Liu Zhi stood up to clear away the dishes. Lingchuan, acting like his son-in-law, reached out and wanted to help, but was stopped by the Huang family.
Huang Kailin took Yun Mo to see the rice dumpling box that had been made.
"These days, I am knitting at home every day. When I am fast, I can knit four in a day."
Huang Kailin was obviously very satisfied and proud of his results, with smile lines at the corners of his eyes, but Yun Mo had to tell the cruel truth cruelly.
"Grandpa, these rice dumpling boxes do not meet the requirements."
Sure enough, upon hearing her words, the Huang family members all froze on the spot.
"Momo, this rice dumpling box is made according to the drawing you sent back. Why, why can't it work?"
"The appearance is indeed not much different from the ones in my drawings, but these rice dumpling boxes are used to make gift boxes. Gift boxes are very different from household items. They do not need to be strong and durable, but only beautiful and exquisite."
After hearing what she said, the Huang family somewhat understood.
"Before I came back, I also discussed it with Uncle Xie. He made some suggestions for improvement. Let's listen to them first. After listening, we will discuss them together."
Yun Mo took out the improvement plan she had written before and analyzed and explained it to the Huang family one by one.
Upon hearing Yun Mo's request that the bamboo strips should be as thin as paper and the bamboo silk should be thinner than wool, the Huang family couldn't help but look at each other.
"Momo, you don't understand bamboo. If the bamboo strips are as thin as paper, they will dry out easily and become brittle once dry. Although the rice dumpling box should be beautiful and delicate, it cannot be made of paper.
It’s just as useless, right?”
Yun Mo thought for a while, "I asked someone to inquire, and they said that bamboo strips soaked in light salt water will increase their flexibility. In addition, brushing holes on the surface of bamboo products can also prevent cracks and insect infestation.
role.”
"If every bamboo strip has to be soaked, the process will definitely increase a lot. Moreover, every rice dumpling box has to be brushed with tung oil, which will definitely increase the cost a lot."
"There's nothing we can do about it. Even if we don't make money or even lose money, these rice dumpling boxes must be made well. If we can't satisfy customers, we won't be able to continue to take orders in the future."
"Just do what Momo said. Make the samples first and see the rest later. There will always be a solution."
By the time we finished talking, it was almost 9 o'clock.
For rural people, winter is leisurely and they go to bed early at night.
"Momo, it's getting late. You and Xiaoling should go back to the house and rest. We'll talk about anything tomorrow."
Yun Mo was really tired. After running around for a day and riding a motorcycle on a 20-mile mountain road, her bones felt like they were about to fall apart.
As soon as she returned to the room, Yun Mo kicked off her leather shoes twice, opened her hands and threw herself on the bed like a big character.
The bed is thick and soft, and it's so comfortable to lie on it that you just want to hum.
There was a sound of closing the door behind her. Yun Mo turned her head and found that Ling Chuan was not in the room. She didn't think much, turned over and started to unbutton her down jacket.
Downstairs, Huang Zhiqiu and the Huang family were sitting in the main room, whispering something. When she saw Lingchuan coming downstairs with a washbasin, she quickly got up and went out.
"Xiao Ling, are you coming down to fetch water?"
"Well, Momo likes to be clean. I'll get some hot water and go up and wash her face."
Huang Zhiqiu reached out to take the basin and said, "I forgot about this. You go up first and I will serve it to you later."
"No, Mom, I'll do it myself."
Seeing Lingchuan's insistence, Huang Zhiqiu didn't say anything more and led Lingchuan into the kitchen to scoop out hot water.
Yun Mo took off her coat and was about to take off her pants when the door was suddenly pushed open from the outside.
Seeing her action, Lingchuan was stunned for a moment, then turned around and wanted to go out to avoid it, but Yun Mo opened his mouth and stopped her.
"come in."
Lingchuan hesitated for a moment, then turned around and entered the room, closed the door, and put the basin on the shelf. He didn't dare to look at Yun Mo the whole time.
Yunmo didn't care about the man and took off her pants directly, revealing the light purple thermal pants underneath.
Although Yunmo loves beauty, she is also afraid of the cold, so she started wearing warm pants before the winter solstice.
While she was washing her face, Lingchuan found the hot water bottle he had brought, filled it with boiling water from the kettle, and stuffed it under the quilt.
Seeing the man's movements, Yun Mo said casually: "Put it inside, I'll sleep in it."
"Um."
After washing her face, Yunmo sat on the bedside, took out her skin care products and began to apply them on her face.
Lingchuan washed his face with the face wash she had used, then went downstairs to get a new basin of clean hot water and placed it at her feet.
Yun Mo saw the basin on the ground with a look of disbelief on her face, "You use the basin to wash your feet?"
Lingchuan explained awkwardly, "There is only one basin in the room."
"..."
"You turn around."
Lingchuan turned around obediently.
Yun Mo casually took a basin from the space and placed it on the ground. Since the space became larger, she had consciously placed some daily necessities and utensils in the space in case of emergency needs.
"alright."
Lingchuan turned around and saw that wooden basins appeared on the ground out of thin air. He couldn't recover for a long time.
Yun Mo didn't care about the man's mood. She soaked her feet in hot water comfortably in a wooden basin, dried her feet with a towel and got into bed.
"I'll go to bed first, and you pour water for washing my feet."
"Um."
Beds in the countryside are made of dry straw. When sleeping on them, you can smell a faint smell of hay, and when you turn over, you can hear the "squeaking" sound of the straw.
Yun Mo was a little unaccustomed to sleeping, and she didn't fall asleep until Lingchuan poured out the water for washing his feet, took off his clothes and went to bed.
Seeing her eyes open, Lingchuan stopped and asked, "Daughter-in-law, did I wake you up?"
Yun Mo blinked, "I can't sleep, the bed is so noisy."
Lingchuan had no choice but to look at her dryly and remain silent.
Seeing that Lingchuan had taken off his coat and woolen sweater, and was only wearing autumn clothes and woolen vest, sitting on the bed in a daze, Yun Mo couldn't help but say, "Take the quilt, aren't you cold?"
?”
Lingchuan obediently lay down on his back, covered himself with a quilt, folded his hands on his abdomen, and showed a restrained and cautious attitude about not going too far.
"Lingchuan, are you afraid that I will eat you?"
"No."
"No, why are you sleeping outside? With such a big bed, you just sleep on the edge of the bed, making it look like I'm bullying you."
Lingchuan moved in carefully. After moving, he looked at her with his dark eyes, seeming to ask, is this okay?
Yun Mo turned over directly, leaving the man with an indifferent back, "I'm asleep, you turn off the light."
"good."
Lingchuan responded, but made no move.
He could feel that his wife seemed a little unhappy, but he couldn't figure out what made her unhappy.
After thinking for a while, Lingchuan stood up, took a piece of paper, made a simple lampshade, and covered it so that the light would not be so bright and the room would not be too dark.
Although Yun Mo had her back turned, she could see the man's movements through the shadows on the wall.
－－－－－－Digression－－－－－
I have updated 20 chapters for the time being. I will update the situation tomorrow during the day. I’m going to bed. Good night. Mmm.