He's doing handicraft again

"My surname is Xu, so you can call me Uncle Xu." The little old man, Uncle Xu, said kindly to Jiang Xin after introducing the precautions and his bamboo weaving works.

"Uncle Xu, can we start weaving?" Jiang Xin listened impatiently. Uncle Xu talked for more than an hour just now without panting. He is really eloquent.

But he wants to learn how to do bamboo weaving instead of listening to stories.

"Young people, don't be so impatient." Uncle Xu smiled and took out some bamboo strips, "Let's start now."

Jiang Xin took the bamboo strips from Uncle Xu and started to study with him.

"First of all, there are nine basic weaving methods for bamboo weaving, and the most basic one is pressing one by one." Uncle Xu demonstrated with the bamboo strips in his hand after speaking.

Jiang Xin followed him one by one, making a perfect copy.

"Your hand is really clever, you can't tell that you are a novice at all." Uncle Xu looked at the one in his own hand, and then at the one in Jiang Xin's hand. "Everyone came to find fault" encountered difficulties.

"Then let's learn the twill weave method." This time Uncle Xu sped up the movements of his hands. He thought to himself, this time the kid might not be able to keep up, so he cried and begged me to teach it again.

In the end, Jiang Xin finished weaving brilliantly, and he even felt a little bored, wondering when Uncle Xu would be able to teach some challenging weaving methods.

In this way, until Uncle Xu taught the last chrysanthemum-bottom weaving method, Jiang Xin finished weaving smoothly, and Jiang Xin's hand speed was even faster than Uncle Xu's after weaving several times.

Uncle Xu: ... Are you here to mess things up?

But looking at Jiang Xin's eyes full of curiosity, it doesn't look like it. Uncle Xu wants to accept apprentices a little bit.

"Next, let's learn how to make what we just made—"

"Jiang Xin, go to my house for dinner." It was Deng Yilin who stood at the door and shouted, interrupting Uncle Xu's teaching work.

Uncle Xu stared at Deng Yilin with his beard blowing. Jiang Xin also wanted to continue studying, but he looked out the window and saw that it was already dark. Thinking that the studio was going to be closed and that Uncle Xu was going to rest, he had to get up and plan to leave.

"You can come back after dinner, anyway, this boy Deng's house is nearby." Uncle Xu was also reluctant to part with Jiang Xin, a good seedling, "I am an old man with no hobbies, but I like to teach people how to make bamboo weaving."

Jiang Xin nodded quickly when he heard the words, and left with Deng Yilin.

During dinner, Xiao Yuan and his roommates were chatting about not digging any winter bamboo shoots in the bamboo forest today. They all felt very frustrated and planned to make persistent efforts tomorrow morning.

"Jiang Xin, you will go with us tomorrow." Xia Jiao said, "With you here we can definitely do it."

"I..." Jiang Xin thought that he didn't know how to weave the bamboo mouse he planned to make for Yuanyuan, "I want to continue learning bamboo weaving tomorrow."

Everyone showed disappointed expressions. When Xiao Yuan learned that Jiang Xin would go to the studio to learn bamboo weaving after dinner, he felt that he had another rival in love after Yuanyuan.

"By the way, my house can't accommodate so many people, so I booked two rooms for you in the resort area at the entrance of the village. Here are the room cards." Deng Yilin took out four room cards and distributed them to them.

The bamboo forest where Deng Yilin's family is located is also a small tourist attraction, so some developers have built a resort area near the village that integrates entertainment and leisure, and there are also hotels for tourists to stay in.

—

After learning bamboo weaving with Uncle Xu until nearly eleven o'clock, and making an appointment with him to continue tomorrow morning, Jiang Xin reluctantly left the studio and walked to the resort at the entrance of the village.

According to the sign on the room card, he found Room 521, Building H.

After swiping his card to enter the room, Jiang Xin was first startled by the hammock that came into view, and then stunned by the whole glass curtain wall in front of the bed. Xiao Yuan, a shameless person in a bathrobe, didn't close the curtains.

Jiang Laomazi Xin went to close the curtains first. Although the building here was not high and the fifth floor they were on was already the top floor, he was still afraid of being seen.

"Don't worry, this is one-way glass, you can't see anything from the outside." Xiao Yuan lay on the bed playing games with his mobile phone, "You're finally willing to come back."

Jiang Xin ignored him, took a change of clothes to take a shower, and then climbed into the hammock to sleep.

Needless to say, the hammock swayed and swayed, which was very hypnotic. Jiang Xin spent a lot of energy in driving and learning bamboo weaving. He fell asleep after touching the pillow.

Xiao Yuan, who was about to do something, felt aggrieved.

—

Jiang Xin had an unspeakable dream, and the protagonists of the dream were him and Xiao Yuan.

In the dream, they really did it, probably because Xiao Yuan went too far these days and got too close to that position.

He forced himself to wake up as soon as possible, but after waking up, he heard gasps in his ears, wondering if he had a dream within a dream.

When Jiang Xin was fully awake, he realized that he was wrong.

"Why are you so early in the morning..." Jiang Xin couldn't continue to question, because his situation was not much better.

He felt like he was swinging on a giant swing, surrounded by mountains with lush bamboos.

But why do you see bamboo?

Only then did Jiang Xin realize that Xiao Yuan had even opened the curtains!

Although he knew that this side was one-way glass, he was still very ashamed, thinking that someone would always look over from the side of the mountain, and those birds chirping...

Jiang Xin felt that there were countless pairs of eyes looking at him.

—

After a chaotic morning, they had breakfast at the hotel with Xia Jiao and Qin Shao.

"Why are you in Building A? It's so far away from us?" Jiang Xin was curious, "Is it difficult to book a room in this hotel?"

"Because we live in ordinary standard rooms, the rooms in Building H are exclusively for couples." Qin Shao said, "Not only H, but Deng Yilin also picked out room 521 for you, the most difficult room to book in the whole hotel."

Jiang Xin, who was eating porridge, choked.

"I really envy you all. I will bring her here and book this room when I have a girlfriend." Xia Jiao started daydreaming early in the morning.

Jiang Xin: ...

After eating the "difficult to swallow" breakfast, Jiang Xin went to the studio alone, while the others joined Deng Yilin and continued to fight in the bamboo forest.

"Young people should know how to control themselves." Uncle Xu said leisurely after seeing Jiang Xin.

Jiang Xin covered his neck and disguised himself, "There are too many mosquitoes here."

"The pink room card in your pocket almost fell out last night, but I secretly stuffed it back for you." Uncle Xu looked like he was hiding his achievements and fame.

Jiang Xin couldn't complain, but he remembered that when Deng Yilin distributed the room cards last night, two were pink and two were black, which was very easy to distinguish.

The half-day study time passed quickly. Although Uncle Xu often sneered, he was meticulous and patient when teaching bamboo weaving. He repeated the points to pay attention to in case others would forget. .The two sides also added WeChat to each other so that they can continue to communicate in the future.

They ate the third whole bamboo shoot banquet at Deng Yilin's house. During the dinner, Jiang Xin learned that Xiao Yuan and the four of them had nothing to harvest today, so he directly bought some winter bamboo shoots from the bamboo shoot farmer and sent them back by courier.

Then they set off on their way home.

—

After returning to Yancheng, Jiang Xin went straight to Mr. Ye's house to pick up Yuanyuan, and Xiao's followers could only follow.

When taking Yuanyuan from Mrs. Ye, Jiang Xin gave her the bamboo mouse he wove, and Mrs. Ye immediately stuffed the bamboo mouse into the arms of her family Tuantuan, that beautiful short.

At that time, when Mrs. Ye knew Jiang Xin’s cat was named Yuanyuan, she exclaimed that she was destined, and her family’s beauty and friendship could just make up a "reunion round circle".

Seeing that Tuantuan was holding the bamboo mouse back and forth, Yuanyuan also wanted to play, and struggled in Jiang Xin's arms to think about it.

"Yuanyuan, Dad, I still have it here. I'll give it to you when I get home." Jiang Xin said softly, holding Yuanyuan's butt with one hand like holding a child, and stroking its chin with the other.

"Mr. Jiang is so kind to Yuanyuan." Teacher Ye sighed, "But do you bathe Yuanyuan every day? I think its skin is a little red."

Jiang Xin nodded, is there a problem?

"This will harm the cat. Not only will it lose its hair, but the skin will also lose its protective barrier, making it prone to cancer."

"What?" Jiang Xin suddenly felt guilty, he brushed away Yuanyuan's long hair, and it turned a little red, "Then I'll take it to the hospital now."

"It's not that far yet." Teacher Ye stopped with a smile, "Just don't wash too often, once a month is enough."

"Is there anything else I should pay attention to?" Jiang Xin humbly asked for advice.

Seeing that their exchange of "Cat Breeding Classics" would not end for a while, Xiao Yuan approached Jiang Xin and said in a low voice, "I'll go to the small supermarket outside to buy some food."

Jiang Xin waved him to leave quickly, but his gaze was still on Teacher Ye, waiting for her to continue.

Xiao Yuan looked at the two people in front of him, each hugging a cat and talking happily, and felt that he was redundant, so he left, his back was lonely.

After Mr. Ye passed on his experience of raising cats to Jiang Xin, he hesitated and said, "Mr. Jiang, the 'Jiangshui is gone forever' is you, right?"

Jiang Xin was stunned. He remembered that when Xiao Yuan received the mini hand ball that day, he seemed to have shared his live broadcast room with Mr. Ye.

He just nodded.

"Your room manager, 'Xiaoyuanzi', is Mr. Xiao, right?"

Jiang Xin felt that Teacher Ye was amazing, so he nodded helplessly: "How do you know?"

"In fact, I was a little skeptical at the beginning. It happened that when the principal asked you to go to the embroidery show, you asked for leave from the live broadcast room. When you went back to play in the live broadcast room, you asked for leave again. It was a coincidence. Besides, your hands are so beautiful. Many of our female teachers are so beautiful. Envious, it’s hard not to pay attention.” Teacher Ye added, “It’s just that Teacher Xiao doesn’t seem to know that you are an anchor.”

Jiang Xin hid his hands in Yuanyuan's long hair, and it turned out that women's observation skills were much more terrifying.

He looked back and saw that Xiao Yuan hadn't returned from shopping, and asked in a low voice, "Ms. Ye, can you keep it secret for me?"

"No problem, but Mr. Jiang, do you really think about adding another room manager? I saw a lot of swearing in the live broadcast room. Mr. Xiao seems to be unable to handle it alone, and he is not online sometimes."

"I'll think about it, then I'll leave, Teacher Ye."

Jiang Xin grabbed Yuanyuan's paw and shook it twice as a wave, and walked to the small supermarket outside the community. He didn't watch the barrage much during the live broadcast during this time. He was afraid that seeing those negative words would affect his mood. Noticed that Xiao Yuan was offline.

He can't be, has another favorite anchor, right?

The author has something to say: Xiao Yuan: No! ! !

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small theater:

It was summer vacation, the stationery store had no business and no need to go to school, Xiao Yuan went home again, Jiang Xin was free, so he asked Deng Yilin to help send some bamboo suitable for making chairs.

It took him many days to make a chair with wide armrests, a backrest that is nearly ninety degrees from the seat surface, and curved legs underneath that can swing back and forth.

After Xiao Yuan came back, he couldn't put it down when he saw this chair: "I didn't expect you to like it so much."

Jiang Xin:?

Xiao Yuan: "It's just a navel orange duck, and this chair can also provide an additional shaking function."

Jiang Xin: "If it's broken, you can fix it."

Xiao Yuan: "You did another tofu project?!"