Chapter 61 Mud screams

Mud whistle, also called baby whistle, is a small gadget that can be made out of mud.

　　After finishing making the rattle for Chen Lingling, Ye Anyian got ready to start making mud screams.

　　However, although clay sculptures are easy to make, preparing the clay for clay sculptures is not simple. You have to dig them by streams, rivers or some places with water sources.

　　Hearing that Ye Anyian was going to dig dirt at the creek at the foot of Wangyue Mountain, Jiang Zhu naturally wouldn't let him go by himself, so he picked up his backpack and a small shovel and followed Ye Anyian.

　　Lingling and Fuzai originally wanted to go with them, but if there were too many people going, it would definitely waste time, and Fuzai's feet were inconvenient now, so Ye Anian persuaded him to play with Lingling at home.

　　Since the two of them were going out, Ye Xiaomei came out to chat with Yang Chi and look at the children.

　　Jiang Zhu and Ye An had clear goals. They went out quickly and came back quickly. They came back with a basket full of soil.

　　The soil brought back cannot be used directly. You have to pick out the pebbles, branches and other debris inside, then break up the large hard soil clods, then pour water on it to soak the soil, and let it sit for four or five hours.

　　Then beat it with a wooden stick, just like kneading dough, until the texture of the soil becomes fine and uniform, and then it is ready for use.

　　This job is relatively dirty. Jiang Zhu wanted to help Ye Anian do it, but he refused.

　　"You are a doctor, and your hands are very valuable. Besides, you don't have to do this job every day, I can do it myself."

　　"Then I'll help you, both of us can go faster." Jiang Zhu insisted.

　　Ye Anian couldn't resist him, so he had to agree.

　　Ye Xiaomei cleaned a clean space in the yard and came out, and the two of them poured out all the soil in their baskets.

　　After picking out the stones, branches and some other miscellaneous things inside, Ye Annian found a wooden stick as thick as an arm. He used a plane to peel off the outer bark, and then used a file to smooth it without scratching his hands. Use it to smash mud.

　　Jiang Zhu used the wooden stick to smash the larger clods of soil. Ye Annian scooped up water and poured the soil bit by bit. He also found a large piece of useless rag to put on top, and pressed the four corners with stones. Wait until tomorrow, then you can hit it with a wooden stick.

Fu Zai and Chen Lingling watched with great interest. They were both looking forward to Ye Anyian kneading the mud quickly and screaming. However, the soil was not ready yet. Both of them were a little disappointed. They waited until the mud was reconciled tomorrow and watched Ye Anian. An Nian squeezed the mud and screamed.

　　In the blink of an eye, it was already mid-afternoon. Yang Chi looked at the sun and it was almost time to go back. He gave Ye Anyian the money for the rattle and left with Chen Huaishu and Chen Lingling.

　　Ye Anyian didn't ask for much from the folks in this village. He only said that fifteen cents would be enough, but Yang Chi felt that it was less.

　　The small rattle was made by Ye Annian bit by bit. The drum surface did not use oil paper or kraft paper, but was also made of polished bamboo surface, which was embedded and very strong.

　　The edges and corners are also polished very finely, not to mention the patterns painted on both sides of the drum. One side is a bust of the little girl Chen Lingling, and the other side is Chen Lingling's zodiac sign, a chubby little tiger.

　　With this workmanship and thought, Yang Chi felt that fifteen cents was too little, so he managed to give him twenty-five cents, and then he hugged Lingling and led Chen Huaishu away.

　　After sending the father and daughter away, Ye Annian continued to be his rattle, while Jiang Zhu went back to his medicine house to be busy.

　　In the past few days, due to going to the town to set up a stall with Ye Anian and Ye Xiaomei's affairs, Jiang Zhu hardly visited the doctor. Fortunately, there were no sick people in the village recently.

　　However, some commonly used medicinal materials on the medicine shelves have also bottomed out, and it's time to go up the mountain to collect medicines again.

　　On this day, Ye Annian was busy until late at night. After eating the evening meal, he occupied half of Jiangzhu's table to study the Yan Jitu (tangram) ordered by the noble young master.

　　It wasn't until Jiang Zhu cooked the medicine and urged him to drink it that he put down his work.

　　People frowned as the concoction was as bitter as ever. Ye Anian was so focused on the picture of Yan that he took a sip without even frowning.

　　Seeing his focused look, Jiang Zhu casually pinched a piece of jujube paste cake from the dessert plate next to him and stuffed it into his mouth.

　　"Well..."

　　Ye Annian came back to his senses when a sweet taste suddenly appeared in his mouth.

　　When he looked up, Jiang Zhu was looking at him.

　　"What's wrong?" he asked.

　　"It's time to rest." Jiang Zhu smiled and pointed to the moon hanging in the sky outside, "It's almost the fourth watch."

　　Only then did Ye Anyian realize that it was already so late.

　　"Okay, I'll go to sleep now." He tidied the table and put the things he had done neatly.

　　Jiang Zhu looked at the small rattle and a picture of Yan Ji that took up almost half of his table, and raised his eyebrows at Ye Anyian: "I did a lot today."

　　"Five small rattles, and this one Yanji picture." Ye Annian said, "But I haven't drawn the pattern yet. We'll talk about it tomorrow."

After the two cleaned up and washed up, they returned to the house.

　　Seeing that Ye Annian's hands were all red, Jiang Zhu suddenly regretted that he had accepted the noble master's order.

　　Ye Anyian has finished twenty Yanji pictures and ten Luban locks, and his hands will definitely get blistered.

　　"Stop taking orders from now on?" Jiang Zhu said.

　　Ye Annian was taking off his shirt when he heard this and glanced at him: "What's wrong?"

　　"It's not because I'm afraid you'll tire your hands out."

　　When he said this, Ye Anyian noticed that the palms and knuckles of his hands were indeed a little red.

　　But there is no way. To make a rattle, you have to cut bamboo and peel wood. It is not as precise as when making wood carvings and wooden frogs, and your hands will definitely be useless.

　　"It's okay, it's so delicate." Ye Anyian said nonchalantly.

　　Jiang Zhu didn't listen to him: "Let's just do something here and there that we can sell. You're just one person, so you won't be able to make the order. If you insist on taking it in the future, then I'll go with you."

　　Ye Annian simply couldn't do anything to him. Although Jiang Zhu was indeed quick at learning everything, he couldn't really drag Jiang Zhu to do it with him. What was the point of leaving a good doctor to help him.

　　Furthermore, the doctor's hands are even more valuable. When he does these woodwork, his hands are not rough, and the original owner's hands are not fine and fine. It means that he has not done much work these days and has been raising them, so he can be used again. Returned tenderly.

　　"I'll do it more slowly in the future and won't take urgent orders." He said, "Besides, your medical skills are so good, so you don't have any hand ointment for me to use?"

　　He had a pair of phoenix eyes with a faint smile, and Jiang Zhu couldn't hold back the corners of his mouth after just one glance.

　　He smiled and said, "If you say so, then you must have it. I will prepare a bottle of ointment for you tomorrow, and you can use it every day in the future."

　　"Okay." Ye Anyian nodded.

　　There was no talking all night, but soon after lunch the next day, Yang Chi came with two more children.

　　As soon as Chen Lingling entered the door, she shouted that she wanted to see the clay figurine made by Piao Piao Guo Guo.

　　Ye Annian uncovered the cloth that was covered yesterday. The water-soaked mud was almost soaked, so he took the wooden sticks he had whittled yesterday to pound it.

　　After a few attempts, Jiang Zhu took him over.

　　Ye Anyian knew he couldn't defeat him, so he had to watch from the side and occasionally give some advice.

　　It has to be said that Jiang Zhu got started quickly, and soon the texture of the soil became noticeably finer and more even.

　　In order to facilitate future production, the two of them dug a full basket of soil yesterday, and now after beating it, it was still a big pile.

　　The two of them started working together, kneading the clay together and shaping it into a large rectangular cube for easy use. At this point, the preparations for squeezing the clay and screaming were finally completed.

　　Ye Anian had to do the rest of the process by himself. Jiang Zhu washed his hands, sorted and checked the medicine box, said hello to Ye Anian and went out for medical treatment.

Ye Anyian moved the large piece of mud to the round terrazzo table in the courtyard. The four little ones all gathered around it. Even Yang Chi and Ye Xiaomei didn't hold back and moved chairs over to take a look.

　　Ye Anyian used a small bamboo knife to cut off a small piece of mud, intending to make a little bird for Lingling to play with.

　　The lump of clay changed into various shapes in his hands. With a dexterous squeeze and squeeze of his two hands, the general shape of a little bird came out.

　　Chen Lingling was lying on the stone table, her big eyes staring at the movements of his hands without blinking, but in just a blink of an eye, the bird's eyes, wings and tail were all gone.

Ye Anian held bamboo sticks, small bamboo sticks and other improvised clay sculpture tools made yesterday to carve out the details of the bird.

　　Then he used a whistle stick to punch the air vents and blow holes on the little bird's body. Finally, he brought a bowl of rapeseed oil from the main room and used a homemade cotton swab to apply a layer of it on the little clay bird's body. The originally dull and dull muddy surface suddenly changed. It has to become smooth and flat.

　　He handed the little clay bird in front of Chen Lingling. The little girl blinked her eyes, puffed up her cheeks in understanding, and blew hard towards the blow hole.

　　"Beep! Beep!"

　　A crisp and pleasant whistle sounded in the small courtyard.

　　"Toot! Toot! Toot!"

　　Chen Lingling puffed up her cheeks and blew so hard that her face turned red.

　　"It's fun! The bird is chirping!"

　　Chen Lingling clapped her little hands excitedly.

　　Seeing how much fun she was having, Fu Zai stared at Ye Anyian longingly: "Brother!"

　　Ye Annian smiled: "What do you want?"

　　Fu Zai tilted his head, caught a glimpse of the two little rabbits running around in the yard and said, "I want little rabbits!"

　　Ye Annian asked Ding Qiu and Chen Huaishu again, and Yang Chi and Ye Xiaomei also didn't forget. Anyway, these little things are easy to squeeze, and he can squeeze a bunch of them in a while.

　　Chen Huaishu wanted a big cow, Yang Chi wanted a peacock, and Ye Xiaomei wanted a puppy. She herself was a dog and wanted her own animal sign.

　　Ding Qiu felt the copper coins rubbing against his feet, and he groaned impatiently, reluctantly saying that he also wanted a puppy.

　　After several people finished talking, Ye Anyian started to pinch them one by one.

　　Soon the stone table was filled with all kinds of mud.

　　Four children were playing vigorously in the yard, and the "beep" whistle could be heard far away.

　　When they were all excited, Ye Anyian put down the little mud dragon that he had finished squeezing.

　　He went into the house to get the paint he bought last time in town, shook it and said, "Would you like some colored clay?"

　　"think!"

　　"think!"

　　"Think about it!"

　　The voices of the people came and went.

　　Ye Annian rolled his eyes: "If you want to color it, you have to bake it first, probably tomorrow."

　　"ah..."

　　"It will take a long time."

　　The four children shrank one by one.

　　Chen Lingling pulled Ye Anian's sleeve and shook it: "Guo Guo, Lingling can't wait."

　　Ye Annian touched her head and said patiently: "But if it is not dried and fired, the clay will easily crack and break."

Lingling pursed her lips, with a very tangled look on her face.

　　"I can wait!" Fu Zai took the lead when he saw this.

　　When Chen Lingling heard this, she also said, "Well, Lingling can do it too!"

　　Chen Huaishu and Ding Qiu naturally couldn't bear their temper. They both laughed while listening to the conversation between the two little ones.

　　In the evening, Yang Chi went back with his two children, and Jiang Zhu came back not long after, carrying a medicine box.

　　As soon as he entered the door, Copper Money waggled his tail, bit his trouser leg, and dragged him to the stone table.

　　Jiang Zhu saw that there was a table full of various shapes of clay figures, all of them cute and smart.

　　Copper Coin originally wanted to get him to see the little clay dog ​​that Ye Anian pinched that looked very similar to him. However, Jiang Zhu saw the cute little mud dragon in the pile of mud at a glance.

　　He carefully picked up the little clay dragon, held it in his hand, went into the main room and asked Ye Anyian: "Did you give it to me?"

　　Ye Annian was helping Ye Xiaomei prepare evening food. Hearing this, he glanced at it and said, "I'll give it to you if you like it."

　　"I like it," Jiang Zhu said happily.

　　Seeing Ye Annian's indifferent expression, he suddenly became interested again. He leaned close to his ear and lowered his voice and said, "I'll love it even if you pinch a night fragrance (baba)."

　　Ye Anyian:...

　　Help.

　　Why does such a good person have a mouth!