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Chapter 60: The Small Bag

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    Xiaoqi took a lunch break and washed his face, but he didn't start practicing calligraphy like usual.

    Instead, he took out the bundle of bamboo strips he bought from the town in the morning.

    Others in the dormitory also woke up one after another, because everyone had something to do in the afternoon.

    Wei Cheng's film club will show movies, Yunshu's tea art club also has activities, and Mierbao has the most clubs. In the afternoon, the Wailian Club and the photography club have activities, and she has to run around.

    Xiaoqi is the painting and calligraphy club's activity in the afternoon, but it doesn't start until three o'clock. She plans to make the bamboo bag first.

    Because everyone is going out, they all got up to wash and dress up.

    In the end, they saw their magical roommate, Su Xiaoqi, actually weaving things with bamboo stripsreally weaving things.

    Neither Mi'er nor Yunshu had seen this kind of operation before, and they were astonished.

    However, Wei Cheng has seen old people in his hometown who can make bamboo weaving, but the impression is that only very old people can do it, and what kind of fairy roommate is he?

    Mi'er quickly turned on her mobile phone to take a video.

    Xiaoqi's bamboo weaving skills are entry-level, not as good as her father's, but she is more clever, after all, she has seen a lot of things outside.

    The workmanship is definitely not as exquisite as that of my father, but it is much better than the flower baskets in the store.

    Gumula Village has a long history, and bamboo weaving is actually an ancient craft that has been passed down.

    Xiaoqi's hands are very fast, and the strips of bamboo seem to come alive in her hands.

    ?Because the dormitory is relatively stuffy, the doors are usually not closed when they are all girls, so people in the opposite dormitory can also see it.

    Seeing the 606 dormitory, they were bluffing, and people from other dormitories also came to watch.

    In the end, I saw that classmate Su Xiaoqi was actually doing handworknot ordinary hand-folding paper or something.

    Many people grew up in the city, never saw this scene, and were very curious.

    Xiaoqi also didn't want to be surrounded by so many people, and thought that a curtain should be hung on the door in the future, so as to allow ventilation and shelter.

    She made it faster. In fact, she made a small bag that can be carried on the back. It can be used for mobile phone and lipstick. Foreigners don¡¯t have the habit of bringing hot water, so they don¡¯t have to think about whether they can put a hot water bottle.

    The small bag will be woven in a while, but when making the handle, two bamboo strips need to be twisted together. It would be better if there are bamboo roots, but Xiaoqi didn¡¯t see any in the store in the morning, but there are hemp ropes.  I also took it together.

    The bamboo strips here are quite good, wide and green and very beautiful. The advantage of bamboo products is that the color will change with time, but each period has different characteristics, from new green to old green to brown.  The longer it lasts, it's like time has been patinaed, but it will look better and more attractive.

    Seeing Su Xiaoqi twist the bamboo strips with his hands, he easily twisted the bamboo strips into a strip, and looked at the hooks, but he was not afraid of hurting his hands.

    The deputy monitor, Yue Lai, came to watch the fun. Her home is in Meng City, and she had never seen it before. She asked curiously, "Will this hand not get hurt?"

    "If you are not used to it, it will, and if you do it too much, it will hurt your hands. I just twist the two handles." Xiaoqi explained.

    Someone asked where he learned it.

    "My father is very good at making bamboo weaving, probably because of his family background." When Xiao Qi talked about his father, he smiled more than usual.

    Chu Yu also ran to watch the fun, but stood behind the crowd.

    Xiaoqi fixed the handle, and at the last moment, his hand was pricked by a thorn on the bamboo strip, and it bled instantly, turning red.

    She originally wanted to suck it in her mouth, but Gu Yunshu immediately took out a pile of alcohol gauze and disinfected it.

    Yunshu has a whole first aid kit, prepared by her mother.

    Seeing her posture, he wanted to wrap a mummy hand for her, but Xiaoqi quickly refused: "It's okay, just a little bit."

    But Yunshu was still very worried, so he put a band-aid on it. Xiaoqi saw that if she refused, she would be wrapped in gauze. Compared with it, it was still a band-aid. It was actually a very small wound, and it bled when she pricked it.  , It is estimated that it will be fine after a while, and the wound will not be seen.

    Then Xiaoqi continued, using the hemp rope to wrap the handle tightly round and round, it is best to tie a knot and burn the tail.

    Things are rough things, but when made into a small bag, they become exquisite all at once. The simplicity of the hemp rope is especially suitable for bamboo.

    Xiaoqi found the earthen cloth that her mother had prepared for her. Of course, it was not for gift giving. Sheng Juanhua thought that the earthen cloth was strong and could be used anywhere.  Qi also said not to come.

    thisHuizi cut the earthen cloth into cloth strips, braided them directly into a long strip, and tied them on both sides of the bag handle, and a simple bamboo bag was ready.

    The earthen cloth is brightly colored, the handle hemp rope is simple and simple, and the bamboo bag is emerald green, which is very beautiful.

    In the dormitory, Yunshu, the student with the most literary and artistic feelings, couldn't help but took a few photos with it.

    Wei Cheng also liked it very much, and kept boasting: "That's great!"

    Mi'er was the most realistic, she clicked her tongue and said, "Xiaoqi, you have this skill, you won't starve to death if you don't go to school."

    "That won't work. If I don't go to school, I will be scolded to death by my parents." Xiaoqi has always been more casual when talking to Mier.

    Things are done, and the spectators have also retreated.

    Xiaoqi looked at the time and was about to sign up for the painting and calligraphy club. The activities of the painting and calligraphy club were also in the Datang complex, the place where the mental health class for college students was last time.

    On the way, Xiaoqi suddenly received a call from student Jiajia.

    As soon as I got connected, I heard the familiar excited scream from the other side: "Mr. Xiaoqi, I saw the video of your singing competition. It's super amazing. The girls in our class all said that they want to be your fans. Do you think it's better to be called Qifen?"  , or Su Fen?"

    Su Xiaoqi:

    Hold the phone a little farther away from the ear, it is really a little girl screaming, the score is too high.

    Xiaoqi waited for Jiajia to calm down a little before asking her how she was doing?

    "That's it, but the English teacher praised me for my progress. My mother is very busy recently and has no time to accompany me. Originally, my father asked me to go to grandma's house. I said I would not go swimming. I really don't understand.  He, grandma obviously doesn't like me, but she just likes to see her precious grandson, and every time he asks me to go, he doesn't know what to pretend in his mind, teacher, I'll come and play with you when the National Day is off."

    Xiao Qi:

    She hasn't brought children outside yet.

    "You have to discuss it with your mother, and she agrees. I will be participating in a marathon on National Day, so I may not have a lot of time to accompany you."

    Liang Jiajia screamed again when she heard Marathon.

    Xiaoqi: I have a bad feeling.

    After hanging up the phone, we will arrive at the Datang Complex after a few more steps.

    This time, the Painting and Calligraphy Club was in the first classroom of the complex building. As soon as Xiaoqi entered, Xiaoqi saw a familiar figure Li Weijin, the sports committee member in their class, Xiaoqi thought she had made a mistake Li Weijin would actually participate  community?  ?  Or a calligraphy and painting club?  ?

    Xiao Qi thought that he might go to the golf club and horse training club or something It is obvious that the style does not match here.

    It is indeed very inconsistent, because there is no one around him, so Xiao Qi saw him at a glance.

    However, I feel that Li Weijin is not as repulsive as in the legend. Before she sang, Li Weijin actually sent her flowers on behalf of the class committee It seems that she is actually quite gregarious.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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