"A Que, we are really not a ceramic material, you have to help!" Grandpa Kezi sighed in great disappointment.

The eyes swept over Qingmei's mother, the finished product and semi-finished product in the hands of Aunt Hazelnut and others. Xia Weiwei didn't know how to describe it for a moment.

In her opinion, everyone in the tribe is very clever. Even if they are inexperienced, they cannot make square and careful things. After seeing her production process, they can at least make a look.

Grandpa Kezi was confident and didn't wait to ask himself for advice.

Obviously, they are all too confident.

"Everyone start over, let me see where everyone's problem lies." If someone doesn't speak, she can't get up and talk too much. If she opens her mouth, she naturally can't refuse. Compared to showing them, she feels that finding out the reason for their failure is more direct.

In circles, Xia Weiwei took everyone's questions in her eyes. When she returned to Qingmei, she grabbed a ball of clay: "You guys are using too much force."

While pinching, rubbing, demonstration and explanation, when stopping, a large bowl with a diameter of fifteen centimeters and ten centimeters deep is completed.

Staring at the mud in Xia Weiwei's hand, everyone felt that it was magical.

Carefully put down the finished product in his hand, Xia Weiwei grabbed the mud ball again: "Everyone, try it."

This time, Xia Weiwei guided Qingmei's mother to pinch her own. However, when she pinched another one, Qingmei's mother was still rubbing the mud strips.

"My Qingmei, be gentle, don't be so strong."

"Grandma Qingmei, be gentle."

"Chingmei, just treat it as a baby born."

Xia Weiwei thought she had made it very clear, but Qingmei around her could not control her strength, and she couldn't even rub a mud strip well.

"My Qingmei, don't rub it. Pinch it into a long strip and then plate it directly. After the plate is released, it will be corrected at one time."

It’s not something you buy and sell. It’s ugly if you look ugly if you look rougher, and it’s not that much.

There are some effects in reducing the steps directly, but this effect is not very good.

Seeing Qingmei pulling the mud strips out of a pit with one claw, Xia Weiwei had a headache: "My mother in Qingmei, be gentle!"

"A Que, my mother is already very gentle!" Qingmei was also hard to describe with a sad face.

She realized that she was less powerful than when she cleaned her newborn.

Xia Weiwei: "·····"

For those who are used to using brute force, it is really difficult to move lighter.

"My Qingmei, the goal is in front of you. Practice slowly and find the feel more." He grabbed the mud ball and stood up. Xia Weiwei pinched and rubbed, while observing everyone. Then, she emphasized over and over again: "It must be light, it must be light!"

After going around, two long-handled spoons were finished, a relatively large water tank was completed, and a light word was said many times, and everyone could finally see what was in their hands.

"Let's use it like this first, and I'll do it slowly when I have time." She was so hungry.

Everyone was very tired and felt even more tired after being hit one after another. After hearing what Xia Weiwei said, no one said anything to try.

Hurry up, everyone dug out the stones in the Huangtao family's tent, ignite the fire, and then burned the clay on fire. Xia Weiwei, after looking at the situation of Huangtao and his daughter, she quickly ate and drank and rested quickly.

She is so tired!

In a vague way, Xia Weiwei heard cheers, and in a daze, she felt someone lying down beside her.

"A Que, A Que~~"

A gentle voice sounded in my ears, and when I opened my eyes, I saw Qingmei's mother frowning.

Seeing the child wake up, Qingmei said solemnly: "A Que, you are not allowed to carry fish in today."

Looking at Qingmei in confusion for a moment, Xia Wei turned her head slightly and lowered her eyes, looking at her shoulder.

I saw that the small shoulder blade was red and swollen, and blood scabs were spotted.

I will definitely see blood when I go out today.

"Aque, we will get as many meals as we eat in the tribe. You don't have to worry about not having enough fresh fish. Be obedient, don't carry live fish in the future."

As his mind turned, an idea formed, Xia Weiwei nodded vaguely: "I understand, Qingmei's mother doesn't have to worry."

After getting up, Xia Weiwei hurried to see Huang Tao and his daughter, and then deliberately ignored A Da, who wanted to speak but stopped, carried a stone axe and a stone knife, and took a drill wood fire-making kit.

Along the way, Xia Weiwei cut down many branches. When she reached the water, she pinched and squeezed, burned and cooked.

Finally, when the sun climbed to the sky, a two-wheeled flatbed car that was 1.5 meters long and 1.2 meters wide appeared.

After suppressing his hungry stomach, Xia Wei turned around to pick up the fish, and then loaded the four baskets of fish from the four traps into the flatbed truck.

The wheels rolled, and the flatbed cart was pounding forward. Thirty minutes later, she was sweating profusely and finally dragged the car to the edge of the fish pond.

He hurriedly poured out the fish and looked at Huang Tao and his daughter. In Huang Tao and Hong Li's sympathetic gaze, she dragged the cart and ran away.

I don’t know what happened today, but I didn’t meet other people in and out once in and out.

After thinking about it, Xia Weiwei went into the tent and took a few lotus roots, and carried the oil residue that had been fried yesterday to the tribe's fish pickup position.

"A Que?" Seeing someone from afar, Qingmei's mother shouted.

Xia Weiwei, who was dragging the cart, saw the crowd, quickly turned around the cart, and took out the lotus root and oil residue from the cart.

"My Qingmei, Aunt Hazelnut, please put the fish basket on it." After searching for a while, when she saw the other two, she waved her hand in a hurry: "Aunt Jiali, Prince Heishi, come here too."

In the inexplicable situation of everyone, Xia Weiwei strongly asked Qingmei, hazelnuts, black stones and jujube to put the fish basket they carried on the car.

In the speechlessness of everyone, the four of them really obediently put the fish basket they were carrying.

"A Que, what are you doing?" Someone couldn't help asking.

There was no accusation and dissatisfaction in the voice. It was completely curious and inexplicable.

Xia Weiwei, who had tied the fish basket, raised her face and smiled without explaining, and said straight: "My mother in Qingmei, Aunt Hazelnut, you can pull this side forward, Brother Heishi, Aunt Juli, you can gently press the fish basket forward."

They looked at each other silently, and the four of them took their place, then pulled and pushed the cart hard.

Qingmei: "Ah!"

Hazelnut: "Oh!"

Blackstone: "Well!"

Pear: "Drink!"

Due to excessive force, Qingmei and Hazelnut in front staggered forward, and the black stones behind and the pears staggered.

Wheels, the cart advances in the bumps, and eventually stops due to insufficient strength.

With lingering fear, the four of them looked back at Xia Weiwei who was more than ten meters away.

Their fish baskets are so big that the weight of the fish baskets is about fifty or sixty kilograms. If you add fish, one will be at least one hundred and seventy or eight. It’s not difficult to carry two people, but it’s definitely not easy.

Just now, they just tried their best!!!

The four of them knew how big it was and how much effort it took to use. It was because they were too clear that the thing that pushed the wheel forward surprised them.
Chapter completed!