I didn't see Xia Wei's twitching lips slightly, and Grandpa Ke Zi gently stroked his sleeves.

That action seemed to have a little emphasis on the strength, and the sleeves could turn into powder: "A Que, this dress is really too warm, this is such a treasure!!!"

I thought it was really fragrant, and Xia Weiwei poured a basin of cold water out like this: "Because the hay has been dry for most of the day, I kept letting it bask in the sun when I made it."

So, you will feel that it is not wrong to feel warm, but its warmth is not caused by the straw coat itself, but by the sun.

Xia Weiwei didn't want anyone to wake up that morning, pointing at her nose and calling her a liar.

“It will be no longer warm when it is cool.”

“······”

The next second I felt that Grandpa, who had picked up the treasure, drooped the corner of his mouth.

Disappointed, he muttered: "Then do you want me to wait and try?"

"It can block the wind." I felt that I was saying it too absolute, Xia Weiwei changed the sentence: "It can block some of the cold wind."

I stared blankly, and after a long time, I found that there was only a slight chill on my calves, but the upper body didn't feel that way.

Grandpa Kezi couldn't control his lips, and it was a good thing to block some cold wind!!!"

Once again, he stroked his straw coat, and then, in Xia Weiwei's surprise, he said: "A Que, you let Hei Shi do it here. Can you help us make this straw coat?"

It's too complicated. This straw coat is really too complicated. He is sure that everyone will not learn it for a while.

It is better to just change jobs with A Que because of his waste of time.

For Xia Weiwei, making straw coats is easier than picking up the fishing catch. Grandpa Kezi should certainly agree with this request.

But just like straw mats are not a must-have at the moment, straw mats are also dispensable at this time. She will do it at this time, because she has the free time: "Black Stone can transport a lot of fishing catches a day, are you sure you will lose these fishing catches?"

"There are too many fishing catches, and I always feel uncomfortable if I don't eat it." While taking off my straw coat, Grandpa Hunzi said: "Even if I stop fishing now, the amount of fish in the tribe is still enough to eat."

There are not many days of harvest in the tribe, and eating fish is definitely not enough.

‘They are putting lotus roots into the category of food.’

"Since everyone has decided, let's listen to everyone." She picked it up for a few days and relaxed.

Seeing Grandpa Kezi handed over the straw coat, Xia Weiwei pushed her hand: "This is for you."

His eyes flashed, and finally, Grandpa Kezi insisted: "Tell my grandpa what he does in the future, just don't do anything like giving my grandpa something. It's not easy for you to be alone, so take more rest if you have time!"

It is completely different from not giving it to others. After hearing what Grandpa Kezi said, Xia Weiwei thought: "This is made with Grandpa Kezi, your figure. We can't wear it if you don't wear Dad Aoki, otherwise, I'll make my own one tomorrow and change it with you?"

"··Okay." The smile on his lips was unstoppable. Grandpa Kezi took back the straw coat: "I'll ask everyone to collect soft velvet straw when they turn around. Are you crafting it here or going to our side?"

Thinking of Black Stone alone, Xia Weiwei immediately decided: "You send the grass here, I will organize it here at that time."

Grandpa Kezi was not afraid that Xia Weiwei would be lazy, so he left in a straw coat after he had an agreement with her.

Watching Grandpa Kezi, Xia Weiwei gave up the idea of ​​crafting Qingmei's mother, packed up and drove away with a cart.

She collected all the way inside. When she returned to the tent, the van was filled with soft velvet straw that was full of chariots.

"This cart is really easy to use!" Grandma Hong Li's eyes glowed after stirring lotus root powder.

Looking back, I happened to see the regretful expression on Grandma Hong's face. Xia Wei smiled slightly: "It's very good."

If she carries this car, she will have to carry it at least five times.

Grandma Hongli was not stupid. Seeing that Xia Weiwei got so many soft velvet grass, she immediately realized her heart. When Huang Tao in the tent heard Hongli's words, she quickly took the small bowl: "Sister Hongli, I'll feed the child, you go and help Aque."

Neither of them was happy to hear the conversation between Grandpa Kezi and Xia Weiwei not long ago. They instinctively wanted to give back when they found out that Xia Weiwei was going to do things by the tent.

Qingmei's words were still ringing in her ears, and they really couldn't continue to take advantage of their children.

"Then you feed me, I'll go and help."

Grandma Hongli handed the small bowl to Huang Tao and rushed out of the tent.

At this time, Xia Weiwei untied the straw rope that bound the hay.

"A Que, my mother is idle, and you can give me some instructions if you can help me." Rubbing her hands, she was eager to try.

After glanced at the tent where Huang Tao and his daughter were, Xia thought for three seconds: "Mama, please help me unload the grass first."

"Okay." Grandma Hong Li, who received the order, was very happy.

He worked with Hongli's mother to unload the hay. Xia Weiwei ate two raw lotus roots and then asked Hongli's mother to help organize the hay.

Seeing that Li's mother was quick-witted, she stopped tidying up and prepared a drafting mat.

He glanced at him again and again. When Xia Weiwei finished a straw mat, Grandma Hongli finally said the words he had accumulated for a long time.

"This straw mat looks pretty easy to craft!"

"The straw mat is very easy to weave." Suddenly thinking about Huang Tao and his daughter's health, Xia Weiwei stopped catching grass: "If Grandma Hong Li feels bored, you can send you some grass to weave."

Hongli is different from Grandpa Kezi. She has been lying on straw mats, so she is very interested in making straw mats.

"I'm idle and idle, but I can do this, but I'm afraid that my eyes can't be able to do it." Before the shadow of making pottery had dissipated, she was really afraid that the straw mat would make her depressed again: "I'm a little stupid."

If you say this straw mat is difficult to make, it is indeed difficult to make.

If you don't do it well at the beginning, it will fall apart when you do it tightly. If your eyes are not level, the woven straw mat will be bumpy and uneven in thickness.

If you say it is easy to make, it is very easy to make. The beginning is done and the end is equivalent to copying and pasting, and there is no technical content at all.

Xia Weiwei also spent a lot of effort when she learned to weave straw mats by herself. She really didn't dare to make any guarantees for Hongli's mother: "Whether you can do it or not, you'll know if you do it."

After glanced at the soft velvet grass that had been used halfway, Grandma Hongli finally suppressed her mind: "I'm watching you do it."

After all, it was not the worm in other people's stomach. Xia Weiwei saw that Hong Li's mother wanted to do something, but she didn't see through her embarrassed practice with her hay.

She calmed her eyes and explained while compiling.

When the straw mat that was two meters wide and two meters long was halfway through weaving, Xia Weiwei suddenly looked up and looked at the woman who handed her the grass: "Mama Hongli, do you want to try it?"

"I..." Hesitated for three seconds, but couldn't resist the temptation: "I'll try."
Chapter completed!