LIGHTNOVELONLINE Chapter 45 - 45: Going into the Mountains to Search for Bamboo 1
Chapter 45: Chapter 45: Going into the Mountains to Search for Bamboo 1
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With the arrival of the two little colts in the family, Sister Qiao, Doudou, and
Sister Yu, the three siblings became instantly admired by the village children.
Every time the three siblings led the two colts, Black Wind and Jujube, out to graze in the field, a large group of little children would follow along happily, vying to pull out grass and pluck wild vegetables to feed the colts.
The arrival of the two colts brought a different color to the children’s lives.
Whenever Sister Qiao, under Su Hu’s protection, practiced horse riding on the gentle little red horse, it would always win the children’s wholehearted and joyful cheers.
The children of the hunting family had the unique advantage of being exposed to bows and arrows, hunting knives, and guns from a young age, learning to hunt.
Sister Qiao was determined to pass the Imperial Academy exam and, with a clear goal, practiced archery harder than ever before.
Her delicate palm, with skin broken and bleeding from the bowstring, still gritted her teeth and persisted, not willing to rest for even half a day.
With the excuse of finding bamboo and making bamboo flutes, Su Qingluo went into the mountains for fun, picked fresh medicinal plants, crushed them with a medicine pestle, squeezed out the juice, and made a blood-stopping and bruise-healing ointment.
Every night she would bring it to her sister’s room, apply it before bed, and wrap it with gauze. The ointment would stop bleeding and scab overnight, not affecting the next day’s practice.
Seeing his sister’s diligence in practice, Doudou was also stirred up by the boy’s competitive spirit and volunteered to take care of the little black horse, feeding it, grooming it, and never asking for help from others.
The nine-year-old boy secretly harbored a beautiful dream, hoping to establish a friendly relationship with the black horse as soon as possible and fulfill the lovely wish of riding it with speed.
While making bamboo flutes under the guise of playing in the mountains, Su Qingluo picked a lot of dense bamboo patterns, strong old bamboo, and suddenly had a great idea to help her parents earn money.
In her previous life, she was proficient in music, the bamboo flutes she made by hand had a clear and rounded tone, and they could be called high-grade masterpieces.
If Su Hu and Li Xiu’e, both diligent and dexterous, could learn to make bamboo flutes and sell them at the Joyful Music Shop, it wouldn’t be a bad way of making money.
She gave the completed bamboo flutes to her sister and played a tune in front of her parents. The melodious and slow melody left the whole family entranced.
Taking advantage of her parents’ immersion in the melody and deep aftertaste, she earnestly disclosed her big plan to make money, which left Su Hu and his wife very intrigued.
Early the next morning, Su Hu packed his bags, put on his back basket, took a machete, and accompanied his young daughter into the mountains to look for suitable bamboo.
Father and daughter stepped on the morning dew at dawn and came to a lush, leafy bamboo grove.
Su Qingluo carried a small basket on her back and strolled through the grove, carefully choosing Cuizhu bamboo.
While searching, she pointed to the bamboo next to her and explained on the spot to Su Hu how to distinguish between old and new bamboo, whether the bamboo texture is dense, whether the bamboo quality is strong, whether the bamboo tube is straight and round, and whether the wall thickness is uniform.
Su Hu listened attentively, becoming increasingly excited, as his eyes lit up at the sight of each straight, green Cuizhu.
He seemed to see rows of exquisitely toned bamboo flutes placed in front of musicians, attracting their eager purchases and endless praise.
“Dad, did you understand?”
Su Qingluo’s cute little voice sounded in her father’s ear, bringing him back from his wandering thoughts.
“I understand; dad has remembered it all.”
Su Hu nodded vigorously, pointing to his heart as a guarantee.
“Okay, dad, let’s look for the bamboo separately.”
Su Qingluo smiled sweetly and softly reminded, “When you find suitable bamboo, don’t rush to cut it. Call me over, and once we carefully identify it, then cut it, so as not to waste resources..”