Chapter 52: The Children's Winter (Part 1)

  When the first single-board snowboard was made, Yang Heng suddenly realized that it still wasn't good enough. If kids could have a snowball fight without wearing anything on their hands, this was a high-speed activity, and if they didn't wear gloves, it wouldn't work. After one winter of kids playing like this, their hands would be ruined.

  It's easy to say, Yang Heng suddenly remembered a pair of leather gloves he bought in his previous life. At that time, the gloves looked pretty good, but they didn't last long and became tattered, literally falling apart into strips. This wasn't because the leather was bad, but rather because the gloves were made from strips of leather stitched together. Yang Heng had been heartbroken about this for a long time, considering he spent tens or even hundreds of dollars on them. Now, it seemed like he had found a use for them after all. His wife had saved every last bit of fur trim and corner from making clothes, not wanting to throw anything away, but couldn't think of what to do with these scraps.

  "Little girl, go and call the aunts over, and your mother too. I want them to make something." "I don't want to, Brother Yang. I want to play with that skateboard you said is faster than a firewheel." It's rare for Little Girl to disobey Yang's orders, but this isn't surprising - such a fun toy was about to be made, and if she didn't get to play with it right away, what a pity that would be.

  "Go quickly, go quickly, or I'll get Egg Brother to call them over, and this skateboard will be his." "No way, no way, can't I just go?" Xiaoni heard the urgency and hastily ran out, shouting as she went, "Heng Brother, it's settled then, this skateboard is mine, nobody else can play with it."

  Why let the little girl go and call people, mainly because she is eloquent, also, when the little girl calls people, they will come faster, you know that now among the five families, the little girl is everyone's treasure.

  The young daughter went to call someone, and Yang Heng didn't idle around either. He went into the house and dug out all the odds and ends that his mother had saved. "Heng'er, why are you digging out these things?" His mother asked on the side, puzzled. Usually this son would always ask her to throw away these odds and ends, but now he's digging them out, what is he going to do with them?

  "It's nothing, mom. I just thought of something fun to do. Look, I'm worried that the kids' hands will get cold, so I was thinking of asking the aunts to make some gloves."

  "What's the point of making gloves, or else mother will help you make them." "Yes, yes, nephew, auntie will also help you make them, otherwise they'll go to waste." Auntie chimed in, but what a waste it is, since the snow started falling, my mother and I have reduced our walking range greatly, just going back and forth from the door to the courtyard gate, until we've walked enough time, but it's suffocating, this back-and-forth walk has nothing good to look at, there are only a few stones on this road that can be counted clearly.

  "No, no, this life may not be too tiring, but it's enough to suffocate people. Can't let the younger brothers be suffocated." Yang Heng hastily said, "Yes, now your younger brothers are more important." As soon as Yang Heng spoke, he immediately stirred up the glory of the two mothers, who stroked their bellies and proudly said that since Sun Daozhang left, they had been like this. Because Lao Dao said that the children in their bellies were all boys, which made these two women extremely happy. It's worth noting that among the four aunts, only Old Mother and Little Aunt have the heaviest task now - Old Mother needs to give birth to another son for Old Father to continue his lineage, while Little Aunt also needs to have a son to continue her uncle's lineage. The other aunts don't have this task, their only thought is that having many children will make the family prosperous and happy, it's just a matter of joy or sorrow."

  "Big nephew, big nephew, what are you thinking of? Let our little treasure go and call us." "Ah, coming, coming, aunts, please go to my room first and wait for me, I'll be right there." Yang Heng replied from inside the room. Since his mother and aunts were in the main house, he naturally couldn't come here, while the side house was a place where aunts needed to avoid, so it was natural to go to Yang Heng's room. However, they could also go to the aunts' home, but since everything was being done at Yang Heng's house, there was no need to continue going out, so now Yang Heng's room was the best choice.

  "Aunts, look at this, the glove is like this," Yang Heng said, holding up a sand tray and drawing the shape of a glove on it. "This is what a whole glove looks like, just like a hand." "Hmm, we all understand now, but how do we make it?" "Don't worry about that, I'll draw another one," Yang Heng said, drawing the shape of an open finger. Using his own finger as a model, he drew a circle on the sand tray. "Look, sew the leather into this shape, then sew it together as a whole, and flip it over - isn't this just the thumb of a glove? And then there's the palm part, which is even simpler," Yang Heng explained step by step, drawing each part out separately.

  "Ah, great, but what's the use of these gloves? The leather is so hard, it's not convenient to wear them while working." "Aunts, you've hit on a good idea. This is for kids to wear when they play outside. Once you're familiar with this production method, and once our tanning technology improves, if we can make the leather soft and supple, then we can make some to sell. We poor people can't afford to buy them, but city folks will."

  After Yang Heng explained clearly, the aunts pulled over the children and made them according to their palm prints. At first, it was a bit slow, sewing one piece of leather would take a try on this child's hand.

  "Girl, this is too much trouble, when will it be done? I'm still waiting to go play skateboarding." "You little girl, usually you say you're an adult, why are you so unstable today?" Second Aunt scolded Little Girl.

  "What's wrong, mother? I'm a grown-up now, but I'm the smallest one. You always say I don't look like a child, and now that I do, you still scold me. How can I please you? Ah, being an adult or a child is not easy!" Xiaoniang sighed to the sky with an incomprehensible expression. "You child, when we say you're fat, you start panting. Come on, try again. If this doesn't turn out well, your little hands will become pig hooves. Don't come crying to me then."

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