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Luo Hong put down the door panel, walked to the fire in the house, and instantly felt his body warm up.

"This weather is really abnormal. It feels like winter as soon as it rains!"

"It's already autumn this month. If it weren't for the drought and the strong sun, we would have to put on more clothes."

Qi Xin held her grandson in her arms and looked at Luo Hong and said, "Change your wet pants and shoes first, and hang them on the rack to dry."

Liu Caixia said, "That's right. Do you think it's a happy or unhappy rain? Why can't we wait until we settle down before it rains?"

Mother Liu: "Come and eat something. We should take one step at a time. Whether it rains or not, my mother will get married. These are things we cannot control. Besides, it is better to have rain than to have drought all the time. If it keeps raining, we will have to worry about floods."

"It's not so bad here, the floods are more serious downstream. It's just a pity for the common people, their lives are really full of disasters."

"Well, who says it's not?"

Mother Liu sighed and invited them to come and eat quickly, as the others had already eaten.

Liu Caixia and Liu Caiyun had nothing to do at the moment, so they took two machetes and removed all the branches outside the bamboo. They then placed them on one side of the house to dry and could be burned as firewood.

The shaved bamboo was given to Liu's father. When he was young, Liu's father knew how to weave bamboo products. Teenagers in every household would follow their old father to learn how to weave backpacks, winnowing baskets, and build chicken and duck coops with bamboo fences.

Father Liu took the bamboo carefully prepared by his daughters, and a trace of nostalgia and tenderness flashed in his eyes.

He gently stroked the smooth surface, as if he could see through it into the past years.

When he was young, in order to make a living, he used his deft hands to weave a variety of daily necessities among bamboo strips. Not only did he meet his family's needs, he also often took them to the market to exchange for daily necessities to supplement the family income.

"Come on, come on, let me show you my skills today."

As he spoke, Father Liu found a few thin bamboo strips and a sharp carving knife and sat beside the fire. The red light illuminated Father Liu, and printed mottled light and shadow on the wall beside him, adding a bit of peace and tranquility to this warm scene.

Liu's mother knew about Liu's father's childhood. At that time, the production team was in a special period and everyone was hungry and cold. Liu's father was a jack of all trades since he was a child, as if nothing was a problem for him.

I saw father Liu first cross and fix several thick bamboo strips as the bottom of the basket, and then deftly weave the side walls. Each bamboo strip seemed to be given life, jumping and interweaving in his hands, and gradually, the prototype of a basket appeared.

"Wow, grandpa is so awesome!"

"Grandpa Liu is so awesome!"

The children, including Liu Xiaolu, had never seen Father Liu weave a beautiful basket so quickly. Before, he had only woven traditional backpacks and straw raincoats.

Father Liu took a few more bamboo strips and soon a lifelike grasshopper was completed. The children, especially the two little kids Luo Junning and Fang Chenhao, stared at the grasshopper eagerly.

"This is for the youngest Junning. I'll make another one for you." Father Liu said to Fang Chenhao and gave the grasshopper to Luo Junning.

Luo Junning took it with his little hands, smiling, and jumped up happily, not forgetting to say thank you: "Thank you!"

The children all got their toys and played with them.

Father Liu looked at the bamboos and the wooden door, thought for a while and said, "Let's keep the door and use it as a bed. It's not easy for so many people to sleep on the stone bed. We'll make two racks to prop up the door, so that one adult and one child can sleep there! There are a lot of bamboos, so we can use them to weave two simple doors and windproof them. It will be ready soon."

The others had no objections. They just followed whatever Father Liu said and started working!

Liu's mother and Qi Xin also came to help, although they hadn't done it for decades so their skills were a little rusty.

Fortunately, people are not so particular about things nowadays, and the things they made can still be used. The two of them quickly made two bamboo fence doors with bamboo strips, and inserted cattail leaves on the doors to keep out the wind and rain, which was enough.

"Look at this fence gate. Although it is not as magnificent as the iron gates of the wealthy families, it is strong and durable, and it also exudes a natural atmosphere."

Father Liu was comforting himself and the people around him as he gently stroked the carefully woven bamboo strips.

As for the rotten wooden door, Father Liu wrapped it with a layer of bamboo strips that was made by removing the bamboo core and leaving only a thin layer of bamboo skin. The bamboo strips were very tough, and by wrapping the rotten part in this way, it became a simple bamboo bed.

You can set it up and sleep on it so that there won't be any draft from the bottom. Then spread some dry straw on it and you'll have a very warm bed.

Father Liu moved the simple bamboo bed to the side against the wall, covered it with dry straw, and added a layer of old cloth, making sure it was both soft and warm.

"We men can take turns resting on this bed at night."

"Yes, there is no problem with two men sleeping together. This way, both sides of the stone bed will be empty. Sleeping next to the wall will always cause dirt to fall off."

They were chatting casually, the small fire inside was crackling, and the heavy rain outside was crackling in response.

The adults continued to weave bamboo beds and fences by the fire.

The children played and fought on the stone beds.

Among the two maids, only Mrs. Tan knows how to do these jobs. Mrs. Zhao is the daughter of a wealthy family. She has been learning cooking and needlework since she was a child, and she doesn't know how to do many farm jobs.

Mrs. Tan worked with them, and Mrs. Zhao took out some coarse cloth and asked her to sew a coat. Everyone's clothes were very thin, and then they would take out the cotton-padded clothes from the space to wear inside, and sew long sleeves and long pants on the outside to cover it up, so that it wouldn't be too strange for others to see.

Mrs. Zhao followed Liu's mother to make clothes. Liu's mother made some improvements to their styles, making them less complicated and more practical.

She felt admiration for Liu's mother, thinking that she must have been the wife of a wealthy family in the past, and her knowledge and experience made her much better than servants like them.

In this way, the group was busy in the house until the evening. Liu Caixia secretly looked at her hidden watch and found that the rain was still getting heavier.

"Why is the day so short? It's dark in the blink of an eye.

"The rain hasn't stopped at all throughout the day..."