Yun Mo thought for a while and then said: "Mom, you can just look at Zhang Luo as a gift for your uncle and aunt. I don't have any objections. My second uncle and third uncle will give me these I bought from the town today.
, other relatives, let’s wait until the end of the year to see the situation, the most important thing right now is the bamboo weaving factory.”
"good."
After visiting the bamboo scraping tool table, Huang Kailin showed Yun Mo the new rice dumpling box he had knitted in the afternoon.
"Momo, this is the rice dumpling box I made this afternoon, what do you think?"
From the appearance, the new rice dumpling box is much more delicate and compact than the original one, and the weight in the hand is also much lighter, but Yun Mo always feels that something is missing.
"Grandpa, I think the color of this rice dumpling box is too plain and monotonous. If the bamboo strips and bamboo silk are dyed, the original color and the dyed bamboo strips and bamboo silk are mixed together during weaving.
Can you weave some squares or simple plum blossom patterns?"
Huang Kailin frowned and thought for a long time before saying, "I have to think about this."
Huang Zhiqiu suddenly thought of something, "In the bamboo weaving book that Momo sent back before, I remember that there seemed to be an introduction on how to weave patterns on the straw mat."
Upon hearing this, Huang Kailin immediately said: "Zhiqiu, please take down the book and let me have a look."
"Um."
Huang Kailin is illiterate, but the bamboo weaving book is full of pictures and texts. With his decades of experience as an experienced bamboo weaving craftsman, he can basically learn everything by looking at the pictures.
After studying the introduction of weaving patterns in the bamboo weaving book, Huang Kailin told Yun Mo excitedly, "Momo, let me try weaving that square pattern first."
Since there was no dye at home, I used the blue ink Huang Qingning used when studying instead.
Mix a spoonful of blue ink with half a bowl of water, and then use a brush to evenly brush the mixed ink onto the bamboo strips and bamboo silk. After brushing, bake it with fire, and the bamboo strips and bamboo silk will turn into green.
blue.
While the Huang family was busy dyeing bamboo strips and silk, Yun Mo took out paper and pen and simply made several pattern matching plans for the rice dumpling boxes.
She made a total of three designs, vertical stripes, horizontal stripes and plaid.
After the joint selection of the Huang family, the plaid pattern was finally chosen.
After dinner, Huang Kailin picked up the bamboo strips and began to try to make plaid bamboo weaving.
Huang Jianjun was responsible for handing out bamboo strips of different colors, while Yun Mo and Ling Chuan sat nearby and watched and studied.
After trying more than a dozen times, Huang Kailin finally knitted a beautiful plaid pattern.
"Oh, don't mention it, the patterns made like this are really beautiful!"
Everyone in the Huang family was very excited when they saw the intricately patterned bamboo weaving made from off-white and green-blue bamboo strips.
"It looks good, but the bamboo strips are dyed with blue ink. Is this okay?"
Yun Mo answered with a smile, "Blue ink will definitely not work. Not only blue ink will not work, but ordinary chemical dyes will not work either. Zongzi boxes are for food, and the dye must comply with food safety. I will go to the city tomorrow.
Buy some edible safe colorants to dye the bamboo strips.”
After hearing her words, the Huang family couldn't help but look at each other.
"Momo, is the safe edible colorant you mentioned expensive?"
"It's definitely more expensive than ordinary dyes, but there's nothing you can do about it. Food safety is a big deal and there's no room for confusion."
Huang Kailin nodded, "Momo is right. Doing business is the same as being a human being. You must live up to your conscience. If you let me make money without my conscience, I would rather not do this business."
There are only two buses from the town to Anshi every day, at 8:30 in the morning and 1:30 in the afternoon. If you want to go there and come back the same day, you have to catch the early bus and then take the afternoon bus back.
Huang Kailin urged: "Momo, Xiaoling, it's getting late. You guys should go back to your room and rest quickly. You have to get up early tomorrow."
"Grandpa, you guys should go to bed early too."
After last night's experience, Yun Mo and Ling Chuan are obviously much more comfortable about sleeping in the same bed.
Lingchuan first filled a hot water bottle and put it under the quilt, then took the basin and went downstairs to get hot water.
"Xiao Ling."
As soon as he reached the stairs, he was stopped by Huang Zhiqiu who came out of the house.
"Mom, what can I do for you?"
Huang Zhiqiu looked at the washbasin in Lingchuan's hand, with a smile on his face, "You go down to fetch water first. After fetching water, come to my room. I have a few words to tell you."
Lingchuan nodded quickly.
After placing the washbasin, Lingchuan took out the two red envelopes from last night from under the pillow, "Daughter-in-law, Mom asked me to go to her room. She has something to tell me. I want to give the red envelopes to Mom by the way."
"Oh, you go ahead."
After Lingchuan went out, Yunmo washed her face and thought about what Huang Zhiqiu would say to Lingchuan.
In the next room.
Huang Zhiqiu's expression was obviously confused when he saw the two big thick red envelopes handed to him.
"Xiao Ling, what are you..."
"Mom, this is our rule in Jiang City. A new son-in-law must be obsessed with gifts when he comes home with his wife. You were not there when Momo and I got married, and I have never had time to accompany Momo back to see you after the wedding.
It’s not my fault, this is my opinion, you must accept it.”
Huang Zhiqiu quickly declined, "Xiao Ling, no need, we don't have such rules here."
Lingchuan forced the red envelope into Huang Zhiqiu's hand, "Mom, please accept it and treat it as a betrothal gift. Also, do you think you should hold a homecoming party or something? When I married Momo, I was not in a good condition.
The wedding was held in a hasty manner, and you and grandpa were not able to attend. I feel very ashamed of Momo."
Huang Zhiqiu thought for a while, "I have to discuss this with Grandpa Momo. Xiaoling, don't take the past too seriously. As long as you and Momo live a good life, it will be better than anything else."
Lingchuan nodded solemnly, "Mom, I will take good care of Momo and do my best to protect her for the rest of my life, I promise you."
Listening to these words, Huang Zhiqiu's eyes couldn't help but turn red, but there was a smile on his face.
"Xiao Ling, I can see that you are a good boy with a sense of responsibility. I feel relieved when you leave Momo to me."
Huang Zhiqiu took out the red envelope he had prepared in advance and put it in Lingchuan's hand.
"This is our rule. When a new son-in-law comes to his parents' house for the first time, he will be given a red seal. This is also my wish for you and Momo. I hope you will live in harmony and grow old together."
"Thank you, Mom."
When Lingchuan came back to the room, Yun Mo was already lying on the bed, leaning her upper body against the bedside and reading a book.
"What did my mother tell you?"
Lingchuan half-knelt on the edge of the bed and placed the red envelope in front of her like a treasure, "Daughter-in-law, mom gave it to me."
Yun Mo picked up the red envelope, opened it, looked at it, then sealed it and returned it to the man.
Lingchuan didn't answer, "Daughter-in-law, take it."
"Mom gave it to you, what should I do with it?"
"What's mine is yours."
"But what's mine is not yours."
"Well, as long as you are mine."
"Who is yours!"
Yun Mo rolled her eyes at the man, but her cheeks became inexplicably hot.
Looking at his daughter-in-law's beautiful face, Lingchuan felt confident and greedy because of his mother-in-law's words.
"Momo, you are mine and my wife for life."
Seeing the man getting closer and closer, Yun Mo panicked inexplicably and quickly reached out to slap the man's face away.