I am a Primitive Man

  The sheared wool is not easy to handle.

  In this regard, Han Cheng had not done these things before.

  On the other hand, because these wools are too much, they are very complicated, and it feels uncomfortable to look at them.

  After nitrating and cleaning, it is difficult to make these messy things smooth.

  Han Cheng did it for a while, and then he had the urge to burn all these annoying wool with a fire.

  Fortunately, Bai Xuemei is extremely patient.

  She often does weaving and other tasks. She has become accustomed to similar things. She used a comb to slowly smooth out all the messy wool and put it on the wooden board.

  Han Cheng looked at the wool that had been sorted by Bai Xuemei, and couldn't help sniffing.

  Sure enough, I still pay attention to the technical profession and specialize. I really don’t fit these things.

  In order to prevent the processed wool from being messed up or blown away by the wind after drying out, Han Cheng found slender sticks with a smooth surface, spaced apart, and pressed on the wool one by one.

  In order to prevent these sticks from rolling, he tied the heads of these sticks with rope.

  Bundling these, he is skilled in doing it.

  Under the sunlight, the processed wool dries quickly.

  Under Bai Xuemei's gaze, Han Cheng took the spinning top and started to make wool from soft wool clumsily.

It is not easy to make these wools into yarns. On the one hand, these wools are relatively short, far less than the wool of later generations. It is not easy to use them to twist the yarn. On the other hand, Han Cheng’s own technology No way.

  It took the boss's energy to finally get a piece of wool that is about the same thickness as the common wool in memory.

  "Brother Cheng, this, this thread is too thick, and the woven cloth is not easy to make clothes..."

   Squatting on the side and watching Bai Xuemei for a while, she hesitated and said aloud after seeing Han Cheng's woolen yarn.

  In the entire tribe, she is the best at weaving, so she has a great say in this matter.

  Han Cheng smiled and handed the spinning top to Bai Xuemei.

  "If you do it, just follow the thickness I made."

  It is a bit difficult for him to do such a meticulous work as making wool into wool for a long time.

  "It's not about weaving cloth, you can use this kind of thread to make clothes directly when the time comes."

  After he gave the spinning top to Bai Xuemei, he explained to her with a smile.

  Bai Xue looked at the spinning top in her hand and some woolen yarn made by Han Cheng, and she was a little confused for a while.

  No need to woven into cloth? Make clothes directly from such threads?

  This, how can this be?

  How to make clothes without making cloth?

  Isn’t that a thread around the upper body?

  Is it really warm like this?

  According to her understanding and insight, she really can’t figure out the joints in it.

  However, she didn't say anything, because the thing was said by Brother Cheng.

  For a long time, Brother Cheng has basically never deceived himself. He said that if he can make clothes, he can definitely make clothes, but he did not think of a way.

  In order to see the magical technique and the clothes made from the woolen thread earlier, Bai Xuemei speeded up the speed of rubbing the woolen thread without making a sound.

  How to use the awkward wire spinning top and wool in Han Cheng's hands, it becomes especially obedient and easy to use in Bai Xuemei's hands.

  Under Bai Xuemei's operation, the gyroscope kept spinning.

  As it rotates, more and more wool is ‘followed’ into the yarn, connected with the rest of the wool, forming a long yarn together.

  Han Cheng stood here and watched for a while, then gave a thumbs up to Bai Xuemei.

   Then turn around and leave from here.

  Of course it’s not because after passing the comparison, she suffered a crit from her daughter-in-law and can’t stay here anymore.

  Two people have lived for so long, and what kind of embarrassment has been seen by Bai Xuemei, Han Cheng may still feel some unnaturalness or shame beside the others.

  Beside Bai Xuemei, such a thing simply doesn't exist.

  He left at this time to go to the bamboo forest to chop some bamboos and make some bamboo needles to prepare for the next sweater.

  I came to the edge of the bamboo forest and saw some small bamboo shoots drilled out in some places.

  Han Cheng just remembered that bamboo shoots are about to emerge this season.

  In order to avoid trampling on the bamboo shoots, Han Cheng went back with an axe and went to the carpenter's room to find a piece of old bamboo that had been chopped down before, and made sweater stitches from the old bamboo.

  The sweater needle Han Cheng made is very thin, which is similar to the bamboo sticks used to wear gluten sold in later generations.

  Knitting a sweater is different from knitting a scarf. The yarn used for knitting a scarf is generally thick, and the corresponding sweater needles are also thick.

  Knitting sweaters are relatively thin, so fine needles are naturally used.

  Of course, thick needles can also be used to knit sweaters, but the gaps between the woolen threads will become larger, and the warmth retention effect is not 10% to 20%.

  Han Cheng made these sweater needles very carefully. They didn't make the two ends so sharp. The main reason was that they would poke their hands, and they should be as smooth as possible.

  Otherwise, the yarn will hang on the way of knitting...

  After Han Cheng made these sweater stitches, Bai Xuemei also used the spinning top to make a lot of wool.

  "Next, let you see how I made clothes with such a thread!"

  Han Cheng, who was holding the sweater needle, said confidently, attracting the admiration of Bai Xuemei's face, so she barely clapped her hands and stared in her eyes.

  Han Cheng, who said that he was so powerful, was actually far less stable in his heart.

  Sweaters, snoods, woolen gloves and other things, he is indeed no stranger, but most of them are done by others, and there are not too many opportunities to practice by themselves.

  If it weren't for an experience in junior high school, Han Chengtie, as a boy, would definitely not learn such skills.

  In junior high school, most of them are at the age when they are in love.

  In the era when Han Cheng was in junior high school, after the cold weather, weaving scarves and other things became a trend.

  Of course, basically girls are weaving, a small number of people use it by themselves, and most of them are given to the boys they like.

  Boys buy wool and let the girl they like to knit scarves are also common routine operations.

  At that age, except for a very small number of people, most people will have some favorite objects.

  Han Cheng is no exception.

  Looking at the scarf woven by the beloved girl around her partner, her face is intoxicated and the whole person is wrapped in happiness. It is impossible to say that she is not envious.

   And Han Chengcheng couldn’t hold back the heart of the eager teenager. He used the money he had saved for a long time to buy woolen yarn and sent it to the girl he liked...

  And then...

  Needless to elaborate on the process, the final result is that those woolen yarns returned to Han Cheng's hands.

  Then the boy at the time was very stubborn to knit these woolen threads into sweaters...

  The sweater was knitted, and Han Cheng gave up...

  Han Cheng smiled and shook his head. This was all ignorance when he was young.

  Think about it now, I’m not at all disadvantaged when I was rejected. Most people at the time were letting their favorite objects wear scarves, but I had to sit back and do nothing to buy so many woolen threads to make people knit.

   is also famous, wearing it on the body, the whole person will be wrapped in a strong love, and it will be warm wherever you go, no need to worry about the cold...

   Shaking his head to throw the unbearable and green past from his mind, Han Cheng took the wool from Bai Xuemei, moved his fingers a few times, and ‘pulled’ the wool on the sweater needle.

  This is the first stitch.

Then I took a sweater needle in one hand, and wound the thread on one needle first, and then picked it up with another needle. There was another woolen thread on this sweater needle. This is the second needle. .

  I haven't done this for many years, and Han Cheng seems a little rusty at this time.

  But this kind of strangeness disappeared after about twenty shots.

  The familiarity that was honed after becoming a stubborn boy incarnation returned once again.

  The Bai Xuemei's eyes widened.

This is not only because she discovered that Cheng's brother really has a way to make this piece of wool into clothes, but more importantly, she found that Cheng's brother, who is not good at needlework, usually, when faced with wool, The fingers are so flexible...

  Knitting a sweater is different from knitting a scarf. The scarf is a flat surface. Two sweater needles can be easily done. The sweater is a cylinder and requires four needles.

  Three needles are enclosed in a tube, and the other needle is picked back and forth.

   roughly divided into two types: top-down and bottom-up.

  From the neckline down, the sweater that is typed out is better than that from the bottom up.

  But the technique is more complicated.

  Han Cheng, a stubborn boy, was not stubborn enough at the beginning. He only learned how to play from the bottom up, but didn't learn to play more complicated from the top down.

   But at this time, it is enough.

  I remember that when my wool was returned, a small piece of paper was stuffed in it, saying that this was done for his sake.

  Han Cheng has never understood why this action is for his own good, and for his own good, he will break his heart?

  Now, Han Cheng understands that this is indeed for his own benefit.

  If you don’t have the previous experience, even if you get the wool out at this time, and you know that the sweater is an artifact of warmth, you can only stare.

  I knew in advance that I would cross it!

  Moreover, it’s time to travel to this primitive age...

Under Bai Xuemei’s admiring gaze, Han Cheng, who was transformed into a master of skill, moved both hands non-stop. Gradually, the bottom of the sweater was punched out by him. There were only five layers, but it was also connected. A circle.

  Looking at the admiring and joyful Bai Xuemei, Han Cheng was full of joy.

  Time goes by. The stubborn boy at the time has come to primitive society, as a husband and father.

   Picking up the sweater again and knitting the sweater, the mood became different.

  At the beginning, it was because of stubbornness, the more we knit the heart, the cooler it became. When we knit the sweater, the first sprout of love died completely.

  Now it's completely different. Looking at the silly wife in front of him, and then at the fat dolls running around in the distance, Han Cheng felt more joyful as he weaving.

   "Brother Cheng, I will try."

  Bai Xuemei finally couldn't bear it anymore, she said from the side, expecting and eager to try.

   "This won't work, I want to knit a sweater for you."

  Han Cheng said to Bai Xuemei with a smile, and put aside his sweater and sweater needles.

  "This thing will not be easy to destroy the previous one. With this, I will help you start again."

  Han Cheng said, and took out a few sweater stitches, and then began to teach Bai Xuemei hands-on.

  The first time she came into contact with these Bai Xuemei, she was very curious about how to knit a piece of thread with some bamboo sticks, she had a keen interest, and she studied very seriously.

  Han Cheng also smiled heartily when looking at the happy appearance of the little child bride-in-law...

  Bai Xuemei once again used her actual actions to explain to Han Cheng what a talent is.

  At the beginning, Han became a stubborn boy to learn this skill, but he did not spend much time.

  And Bai Xuemei, who was exposed to these things for the first time, under the guidance of Han Cheng, a short period of time was useless, and she had already mastered them proficiently...

  Unconsciously, the sky is already dark.

  In the room, the oil lamp is lit, and the orange light makes the whole room extremely warm.

  Nowadays, the tribe used to light the lamp is no longer refined animal fat oil, but rapeseed oil squeezed out with the original oil press.

  Fatty oil is too delicious and always feels distressing when lit.

  After planting the rapeseed that can be obtained in large quantities and squeezing the oil, it will not be so distressed after lighting.

   One is that there are a lot of them, and the other is that it tastes less delicious than animal fat.

  Under the shining of orange lights, Han Cheng and Bai Xuemei sat side by side on the kang~www.wuxiahere.com~, leaning against the wall behind them, their legs and feet covered with bedding.

  Both of them are knitting sweaters here with wool needles and wool.

  Han could not have to work so hard, but before leaving the main tribe to go to Jinguan City, he wanted to beat up this sweater personally and let Bai Xuemei wear it.

   And this time, if everything goes well, he will not stay in the main tribe for too long, so he will have to hurry up in time.

  As for Bai Xuemei, she is totally in love with this thing itself.

  Seeing that Han Cheng was not sleeping, he sat here and continued this novel thing.

  In the room, another small Kang was set up. Little Pea and Little Myolie slept on a small Kang each, and they were already asleep.

  Han Cheng looked at the pair of children while tucking on his sweater.

   Seeing two sleeping little guys, Han Cheng couldn’t help but smile on his face.

He remembered the scene from childhood very clearly—the night after the cold weather, his mother was sitting on the bedside, stitching stitches in cotton shoes, or knitting sweaters, lying on a warm blanket. Often asleep, my mother is still busy.

  Time goes by, I have grown up and become a parent, and I have done what my mother did...