Chapter 385 Are you afraid that I will eat you?

After dinner, Liu Zhi got up to clean up the dishes. Ling Chuan, acting like his son-in-law, reached out to help, but was stopped by Huang's family.

Huang Kailin took Yunmo to see the already made rice dumpling box.

"These days, I'm making up every day at home. When I'm fast, I can make up to four a day."

Huang Kailin was obviously very satisfied and proud of his achievements, with laugh lines at the corners of his eyes, but Yunmo had no choice but to tell the cruel truth cruelly.

"Grandpa, these zongzi boxes don't meet the requirements."

Sure enough, upon hearing her words, all the Huang family froze in place.

"Momo, this zongzi box is made according to the drawings you sent back, why, why can't it work?"

The appearance is not much different from the ones on my drawings, but these rice dumpling boxes are used to make gift boxes, which are very different from household items. They don't want to be durable, but beautiful and delicate.

Hearing what she said, the Huang family understood somewhat.

"Before I came back, I discussed it with Uncle Xie. He made some suggestions for improvement. Let's listen to it first, and then we can discuss it together after listening."

Yunmo took out the improvement plan written before, analyzed and explained to the Huang family one by one.

Hearing that Yunmo requested that the bamboo strips should be as thin as paper, and the bamboo threads should be thinner than fine wool, the Huang family couldn't help but look at each other.

"Momo, you don't understand this bamboo. If bamboo strips are as thin as paper, they will dry out easily and become brittle once dry. Although the rice dumpling box should be beautiful and delicate, it can't be like paper. Is it useless?"

Yun Mo thought for a while, "I asked someone to inquire about it, and they said that bamboo sticks soaked in light salt water will increase their flexibility. In addition, brushing holes on the surface of bamboo products can also prevent cracks and insects. role."

"If each bamboo stick needs to be soaked, the process will definitely increase a lot. Moreover, each zongzi box must be brushed with tung oil, which will definitely increase the cost."

"There is no way. Even if it is not making money, or even losing money, this batch of rice dumpling boxes must be done well. If the customers cannot be satisfied, then there is no need to continue to accept orders in the future."

"Just do as Momo said, make the samples first, and then look at the rest, there will always be a way."

It's almost 9 o'clock when we finish talking.

For rural people, they go to bed early at night when they are free in winter.

"Momo, it's getting late, you and Xiao Ling go back to the room to rest, if you have anything to say, we'll talk about it tomorrow."

Yunmo is really tired. After traveling for a day and riding a motorcycle on a mountain road for 20 miles, her bones feel like they are about to fall apart.

As soon as she returned to the room, Yunmo kicked off the leather shoes on her feet twice, opened her hands and threw herself on the bed like a big character.

The bed was made thick and soft, and lying on it was so comfortable that people wanted to hum.

There was a sound of closing the door behind her, Yunmo turned her head and found that Ling Chuan was not in the room, she turned over and began to unbutton the down jacket without thinking too much.

Downstairs, Huang Zhiqiu and Huang's family were sitting in the main room talking in a low voice. When she saw Ling Chuan coming down the stairs with a washbasin, she quickly got up and went out.

"Xiao Ling, are you coming down to fetch water?"

"Well, Momo is clean, I'll fetch some hot water to wash her face."

Huang Zhiqiu reached out to pick up the washbasin, "I forgot about this, you go up first, and I'll bring it to you later."

"No, Mom, I will do it myself."

Seeing Ling Chuan's insistence, Huang Zhiqiu didn't say much, and led Ling Chuan into the kitchen to scoop up hot water.

Yunmo took off her coat and was about to take off her trousers when the door was suddenly pushed open from the outside.

Seeing her movement, Ling Chuan was stunned for a moment, then turned around and wanted to go out to avoid it, but Yun Mo stopped her.

"come in."

Ling Chuan hesitated, turned around and entered the room, closed the door, put the water basin on the shelf, and did not dare to look at Yunmo the whole time.

Yunmo didn't care about the man, and took off her pants directly, revealing the light purple thermal pants inside.

Although Yunmo loves beauty, she is also afraid of the cold, so she wore thermal pants long before the winter solstice.

While she was washing her face, Ling Chuan found out the warm water bag he brought, filled it with boiling water from the kettle, and stuffed it under the quilt.

Seeing the man's movements, Yunmo said casually: "Put it in, I'll sleep in it."

"Um."

After washing her face, Yunmo sat on the head of the bed, took out skin care products and began to wipe her face.

Ling Chuan washed her face with the washing water she had used, then went downstairs to replace a basin of clean hot water, and put it at her feet.

Yunmo saw the water basin on the ground with a look of disbelief, "You use the washbasin to wash your feet?"

Ling Chuan explained with some embarrassment, "There is only this basin in the room."

"Turn around."

Ling Chuan turned around obediently.

Yunmo casually took a basin from the space and put it on the ground. Since the area of the space became larger, she consciously put some daily necessities and utensils in the space for emergencies.

"All right."

Ling Chuan turned around and saw that there were wooden basins on the ground out of thin air, and he couldn't recover for a long time.

Yunmo didn't care what mood the man was in. She soaked her feet comfortably in hot water in a wooden tub, dried them with a towel, and got into bed.

"I'm going to bed first, you pour the footwashing water."

"Um."

The beds in the country are all made of dry straw. When you sleep on it, you can smell a faint smell of hay. When you turn over, you can still hear the sound of straw rubbing.

Yunmo was not used to sleeping, until Ling Chuan poured the footwashing water, undressed and went to bed, she still hadn't fallen asleep.

Seeing her eyes open, Ling Chuan hurriedly stopped, "Daughter-in-law, did I wake you up?"

Yunmo blinked, "I can't sleep, the bed is always noisy."

Ling Chuan has nothing to do with this matter, he can only look at her dryly and keep silent.

Seeing that Ling Chuan had taken off his coat and woolen sweater, and was only wearing autumn clothes and a woolen vest, and was just sitting on the bed in a daze, Yun Mo couldn't help but say, "Cover up the quilt, aren't you cold? ?

Ling Chuan obediently lay down on his back, covered him with a quilt, folded his hands on his abdomen, and showed a restrained and cautious attitude that never crossed the threshold.

"Ling Chuan, are you afraid that I will eat you?"

"No."

"No, then what are you doing outside when you sleep? You sleep on the edge of such a big bed, making it look like I'm bullying you."

Ling Chuan moved it in carefully, and when he finished, he looked at her with dark eyes, as if asking, is this okay?

Yun Mo turned over directly, leaving the man with an indifferent back, "I'm asleep, you turn off the light."

"it is good."

Ling Chuan responded, but did not move.

He could feel that his wife was a little unhappy, but he couldn't figure out what made her unhappy.

After thinking for a while, Ling Chuan got up and took a piece of paper, made a simple lampshade, and covered the lamp, so that the light would not be so bright and the room would not be too dark.

Although Yunmo's back was facing, she could see the man's movements through the shadow on the wall.

Temporarily updated 20 chapters, I will see the situation update during the day tomorrow, I am asleep, good night, okay?

(end of this chapter)