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Three days later, the third sister of the Ji family returned home with her brother-in-law.

The children in the distant villages became lively, singing along to the yelling, and snatching candy, that is candy, even if the candy in the paper bag is a little bigger than a small fingernail, the edges are irregular , I don’t know how it was cut, and it also won the cheers of the children.

Ji Mo, who was still in the children's category, heard the commotion, and followed to join in the fun. In the crowd, they looked at the third sister with a sweet smile, and then at the tall and majestic third brother-in-law. Well, this relative, on the surface, is actually not bad .

The third sister also saw him, she grabbed a handful from the third brother-in-law's slanted bag and stuffed it into Ji Mo's arms, seeing that he couldn't hold so much and dropped a few pieces of candy, she simply put his blouse into a pocket , let him go back like that, "Tell your master, let's go and have a look."

"Ah? What are you looking at?"

Ji Mo still didn't understand, but seeing the third sister left, the third brother-in-law nodded and smiled from him, surrounded by a group of children, there was no time to talk, and there were children from Ji Mo's side, He was busy protecting the candy in his pocket, and ran back with his belly bright.

When Uncle Li has nothing to do, he either goes to the mountains to see if there are any wild animals to catch, or he just sits at home, or simply goes to sleep.

In the past, he would waste a lot of time collecting firewood. Now that Ji Mo is there, apart from others, cleaning the yard and collecting firewood has become his job. If one person's time is not enough, two people's time will be rich. Can be much easier.

When Ji Mo ran back, Uncle Li was sitting in the yard. The recliner he was sitting on was still suggested by Ji Mo. Of course, as for the specific drawing, Ji Mo, who is a soul painter, did not come up with the essence at all. , After explaining it to Uncle Li for a long time, Uncle Li went to find a carpenter to get it out, polished it smooth, laid a mat, and leaned on it. It was a fairy day.

"Master, eat candy!"

The pockets of the clothes were opened, Ji Mo was dumbfounded, there were not many candies left in the paper wrappers, and when he looked again, a small hole appeared at some point on the side of the clothes. There, used as a bag, is a boat with holes.

"Ah, there were a lot of them..." Ji Mo was so depressed that he wanted to give himself a few slaps. He wasn't a real child, he was so thoughtless about how to do things, so he just said, why are there children running behind him? Feelings are not about grabbing candy, but picking up candy.

Uncle Li snorted, this child, without caring about his head, rolled his eyes at him, picked up a piece of candy, peeled off the outer paper, and threw it into his mouth, like throwing peanuts, he was proficient and disliked candy The piece was small, so I took two pieces together and threw them into my mouth.

Ji Mo watched eagerly. He used to have no taste for sweets, but after living in this small ancient village for six years, it was really rare to eat sweets.

There were only eight candies in total in his pocket, and Uncle Li ate half of them in one go. Ji Mo looked at the remaining five, and swiped them in twos and twos: "Master, I will leave you three more, and eat them tomorrow, so as not to spoil them." tooth."

Uncle Li is a real villager. It is a good habit to wash his face and mouth in the morning. For other things, don’t expect him to insist on brushing his teeth twice a day. My problem also came out first, and I still had a toothache a while ago.

Hearing Ji Mo's words, Uncle Li suddenly felt that the candy in his mouth was no longer sweet. Toothache is not a disease, it hurts like hell, and that feeling was recalled again.

"Go and go, you will know the happiness of defeating Lao Tzu."

After waving his hand to chase away Ji Mo like a fly, Uncle Li showed a toothache expression, sipping the candy in his mouth like a toothache.

Ji Mo took the remaining candies, ran away two steps, then turned around and said, "By the way, my third sister said that they will come over later. I don't know what's going on. Are you going to be a paper man again?"

"Be as big as you!" Uncle Li didn't know whether he should be angry or funny. This kid is so addicted to making paper figurines. He thinks about making them every day. His newly married daughter-in-law can come and recognize her. It's good to be a kiss, what kind of paper doll is it, do you have to curse him?

Uncle Li had sugar in his mouth, slurred his words and said: "Dare to say this in front of your third sister, let's see if she doesn't beat you to death."

Ji Mo heard it clearly, and he also stuffed a piece of candy into his mouth, hey hey twice: "She doesn't dare, my master protects me."

These words really scratched Uncle Li's itch. The reason why he was so nice to Ji Mo was because he wanted to have a filial son who would throw a pot in the future. The other party trusted him and relied on him so that he could be filial to him in the future so that he could take care of him in the old age.

Grinning, he cursed again, "I'm not so stupid" or something, shaking the recliner, and humming a ridiculous tune quite complacently.

"I'm not stupid."

Ji Mo muttered unconvinced, went to find a place to put the candy, and before turning around, he heard a greeting from the yard.

"Uncle Li, I am Yang Feng, and I will be the son-in-law of our village in the future. Look, this is a family again..."

While exchanging polite words, the third sister came to the kitchen and poked Ji Mo with her finger: "You rat, what are you stealing here?"

Squeezing him away and walking inside, lighting a fire and boiling water, it was unambiguous at all, and the movements were very nimble. Ji Mo looked at the movements of the third sister, and asked puzzledly: "What are you doing, treating my house as yours? gone?"

"What a fool. Didn't you see that I'm here to make lunch for you? There's not enough firewood, so go and bring some more."

Not in front of the third brother-in-law, the third sister can be said to be showing her true colors. She kicked Ji Mo as soon as she spoke. Ji Mo ran two steps in a row. The yard is not big. He came out of the kitchen when he was watched by two people talking in the yard. When they arrived, Uncle Li signaled Yang Feng to enter the room to talk, and the two entered the room directly. Ji Mo went around outside the kitchen and came in with firewood, and asked curiously: "Shouldn't you have dinner at your mother's house today? Why did you come here to be a cook?" gone?"

"What kind of cook, you don't have a good word out of your mouth." The third sister spat, and seeing that Ji Mo was still curious, she pulled out a piece of firewood and tapped him on the buttocks, "Go, go, play outside, come back later Have a meal."

Ji Mo pursed his lips, looking at the meat brought by the third sister into the kitchen, he finally had some expectations. For more than two years, he hadn't eaten at home.

The meal at noon was not lively, Yang Feng also brought wine, drank some with Uncle Li, exchanged glasses, the two seemed to have agreed on something, after the meal Yang Feng took the third sister away.

As soon as the people left, Ji Mo asked Uncle Li: "Master, Master, why did they come here?"

The Ji family and Uncle Li’s family have nothing to do with each other except for Ji Mo. The two families who have never been in contact with each other are unlikely to suddenly get close. Going back home is considered a big event. The meals that should be eaten at her mother's house are all eaten at Uncle Li's place, isn't it weird?

"What can be, let you talk."

Ji Mo was taken aback, puzzled, raised his hand and scratched the back of his head, "Speaking, what did I say? Ah, paper dolls! Are they really here to make paper dolls?"

When he asked himself, he found it strange that there was no such thing anymore, and red and white things should not be mixed together. Even if there is a real big event in the family, at least, it will take three dynasties to return home before we talk about it, where? Did you come together to talk?

Ji Mo's eyes were full of curiosity, he looked at Uncle Li eagerly, and was fully prepared to listen.

Uncle Li didn't plan to hide it from him, disciple, isn't it just for use?

"He is looking for your master and my ability to suppress the bottom of the box. I am anxious to get angry..." The old man was a little complacent as he spoke. Obviously, being able to be asked to come to the door is quite satisfying, but he smashed it. He licked his mouth, as if he was still pondering over the lingering smell of meat, there was a worried look on his brows, "That was not done casually!"

Ji Mo heard that there seemed to be some tricks in it, and while he was doing a child's lap, he chased after him and asked, "Is it difficult? Do I have to make paper from scratch? I'm going to pull the weeds. This time I know what kind of grass is easy to use... ..."

"Knowing what's the use of these, this time, we don't need that kind of grass, we are here, I'm afraid it's almost there, we have to look elsewhere..."

"What are you looking for? I'll help you too." Ji Mo was very active.

"Okay, I can't do without you, don't jump around here, look at you like a monkey." Uncle Li rolled his eyes at Ji Mo, greeted him on the head, and told him to go outside to play, and don't wander around in front of his eyes.

In the next two days, Uncle Li went out alone, and when he came back, he brought back a kind of grass that was no different from last time. After careful identification for a long time, Ji Mo always felt that it was still the same grass as last time, and then he made it Straw pulp, some fiber-rich rags are added to it, I don’t know where Uncle Li got the rags, it smells bad, after a few days of retting in the shade, the smell is absolutely gone.

Before the paper is formed, there is a step to dry it through the fire. Mr. Li does not allow the use of fire, so he can only dry it in the shade. After half a month has passed since the paper was formed, this is still the fastest speed, otherwise it is serious to make paper. It takes about a hundred days for the pulp alone, plus other steps, such as how many days and nights are boiled, the whole process will take at least four months.

Uncle Li's place has been simplified in various ways. He didn't even cook or cook. At most, he rinsed and rinsed repeatedly. After such a process, it took almost a month to prepare the required paper.

During this process, Ji Mo invented the mask, separated by several layers of cotton cloth, and could still smell the rotten smell. It was not better until the paper was formed, because the paper was not boiled in lime water, and the paper was not very good. White, I can't tell whether it's green or black, and it seems that I don't feel so comfortable.

Afterwards, the process of making the paper figurines was the same as before. After the prototypes of the paper figurines came out, it was time to draw. This time, Mr. Li put a lot of effort into it. He discarded the previous colors and re-adjusted the colors.