The pink cherry took the straw rope to the place where the cart was parked, and the straw rope was piled next to the pile of haystacks.

Due to angle issues, Qingmei did not see this farce, but the hurried Fan Ying aroused her curiosity.

Dispelling the idea of ​​choosing more hay, Qingmei turned around with the selected hay.

As she walked along the way, she looked around and while approaching Xia Weiwei, she also confirmed the fact that Fan Ying and her daughter were not in the crowd: "What's wrong with the mother and daughter?"

Looking up, Xia Weiwei's face was confused: "I don't know."

There were suddenly more people nearby. The swans that were originally hovering above the fire fearfully expanded the hovering range. There was no need to worry about unintentional disaster outside the straw shed these two days.

Therefore, when everyone was unable to take into account both the fire and the weaving, everyone gave up the fire and chose to bask in the sun. The tent of Hongli's family was in a relative position with Xia Weiwei. She sat outside her tent, and everyone was centered on her. Xia Weiwei sat alone by the fire like a little pitiful person who was abandoned by everyone.

She could see the actions of everyone not far away, but she could not hear their voices.

I was unwilling to go to the place where Fan Ying and her daughter stayed. I knew better that being with everyone, everyone would never suffer the loss, so she could naturally watch it coldly.

Fan Ying and Xiao Sakura had been in a stalemate for a long time. She looked at how Sakura was beaten by Hazelnuts and Bai Yu could see clearly, but she didn't know what was going on.

"My mother Fengying ran very fast when she carried Sister Sakura. She probably didn't have any good fruit to eat. Should mother Qingmei go and ask?"

Looking back, seeing that everyone was knitting carefully, Qingmei sat down: "I'm too lazy to listen to the bad things of their mother and daughter."

Qingmei was also annoyed by the mother and daughter just like Xia Weiwei. Then she felt that if everyone had something worth talking about, someone should have called her when she came with hay. She needed her to ask her wherever she needed to ask. At that time, many people turned to look at her.

No one shouted at her, that was definitely not a big deal, why should she go over and listen and be angry?

Unbuttoned the tied hay, Qingmei was rubbing the draft rope by herself. After rubbing it out, she pinched the rope head and asked Xia Weiwei.

"It is feasible that the straw rope is so thick?"

He looked up and Xia Weiwei ignored her: "Rubb this first, if it is not suitable to turn around, then do it again."

All along, children have given a benchmark for everyone to do it. As soon as these words were said, Qingmei immediately realized it.

The movements in your hand accelerated by two points.

When Aoki came back, Qingmei had already rubbed a large ball of straw rope, and the red paste mud that Xia Weiwei was rubbing was also a pile of the boss.

Without delaying any time, Xia Weiwei Balabala expressed her thoughts.

Having experienced making fish baskets and grass rafts, the ones in Xia Weiwei's mouth did not cause trouble for Qingmu and Qingmei, but due to the first time he was not skilled, it was two meters long. The prototype of the huge eight-leaf ripping wheel with a diameter of 1.5 meters was finally completed, and it was almost noon.

Before lunch was cooked, Wen Ya was already waiting.

"Let's cook first." Qingmu said to Qingmei with the urge to ask others to cook for Wen Ya.

Qingmei nodded after glanced at Wen Ya who was staring at Muzha.

As the Qingmu couple took action, Xia Weiwei didn't feel that she had to intervene, so she took out a red paste and applied it to the wood.

Grandpa Kezi and his friends felt that the time was about the same. When they came to cook after work, they saw Qingmu and his wife cooking. Xia Weiwei tinkered with a huge wooden thorn and Wen Ya was watching coldly.

Seeing Grandpa Kezi walking towards Xia Weiwei, the crowd naturally followed his footsteps.

The moment when Muzha was clearly seen, Grandpa Kezi was very excited, and it was no longer a problem to be hungry at this time.

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Grandpa Kezi wanted to ask Xia Weiwei, this is the water ripping wheel that can push the grass raft forward. When it comes to a delicious piece, it reminds me of the uncertainty in the child's words, Wen Ya, an outsider, and something that needs to be concealed.

Suddenly, the voice of the mouth changed: "What are you doing? It's so strange?"

Xia Wei turned her head slightly to look at Grandpa Kezi, and saw Grandpa Kezi deliberately sending his eyes towards Wen Ya, and then explained to Grandpa Kezi as if he was looking like he was.

"Isn't the padding too slow? I just want to try a few more padding."

"Is this a slurry?" Grandpa Kezi was a little amused.

That day, Xia Weiwei only said that she had thought of a solution, and only said how to use the water rigging wheel, and did not say what the structure or appearance of the water rigging wheel was.

Now, looking at the prototype, Grandpa Kezi suddenly realized that the difference between the pulp and the thing in front of him was completely incomparable.

"Are you sure this is a pulp?"

Grandpa Kezi wanted to remind Xia Weiwei that this explanation was too far-fetched, but he didn't know that such a far-fetched explanation was something Xia Weiwei thought about for a long time before she thought of it.

So, what Grandpa Kezi saw was Xia Weiwei nodding seriously.

"It's not just a slurry."

Grandpa Kezi twitched his mouth.

Xia Weiwei pointed at the leaves: "Although the pulp we made at that time had the ability to paddle, it was too heavy and not efficient. I thought about it for a long time but couldn't think of any other way, so I could only continue to think about the pulp."

"I think this pulp cannot be lengthened and widened, but it is not lengthened and widened. Then the efficiency of paddling can only be reduced. After lengthening and widening, it is difficult for people to wave it!"

"I thought about increasing the amount of slurry and applying force with my feet is the solution I thought of after thinking about for a long time and then I could only think of it if I couldn't use this, then we can only follow the old path in the future!"

It was a deep whisper in everyone's heart when riding a grass raft in early spring. When everyone heard this, everyone was a little confused.

"Uncle Kezi, no matter what it is, no matter what it looks like, as long as it has the effect of a slurry, it can be called a slurry."

"Uncle Kezi, Ah Weiwei has never done useless things. Since she thinks so, this thing will definitely work."

"Grandpa Kezi, it doesn't matter what it is called. What matters is whether it can work and whether it fits or not."

Everyone tried their best to convince Grandpa Kezi, but after a round of words, no one counted whether Grandpa Kezi was convinced. The only thing they were counted was that they were convinced by themselves.

"Ah··Weiwei, do you need help?"

"What's the point of applying this mud?"

"Weiwei is too slow to do it alone! You can only score the head and move..."

The thing that needs to be paddled is red paste mud. Everyone knows what steps will be next. At this time, Xia Weiwei started applying the mud. When she finished applying it, she didn't know when she would go.

Everyone was a little anxious, and they couldn't wait or wanted to wait too long.

Asked, rubbing his hands and wanted to help.

"I don't know if it can be used. Don't waste time here. Go and cook food quickly. There is still work in the afternoon."

Aoki's voice rang out of the crowd, and it was not until he mentioned that everyone suddenly remembered the afternoon work.

In just one minute, everyone left the afternoon behind.
Chapter completed!