bestfiction Chapter 130 We'll take him down tonight!
Chapter 130 We'll take him down tonight!
Bai Si'an grunted, then chuckled softly, stretched out his arm, put it around her waist, and led her into the house.
From the rooftop, Su Wanwan saw everything that was happening below. She was so embarrassed that she wished she could disappear into the ground. She quickly broke free from Bai Rongbei's embrace and hurriedly tidied her hair and clothes.
Looking at her, Bai Rongbei's heavy expression lessened considerably, and even a faint smile flickered in his eyes.
He picked up the half-empty bottle of wine and then grabbed the blanket: "Go downstairs."
"Mmm..." Su Wanwan responded softly, her face still flushed.
The two climbed down the ladder.
As soon as she landed, Lin Weiwei poked her head out of the house, a wide smile on her face: "You're back? The view from the rooftop is nice, isn't it?"
Su Wanwan blushed even more, giving her a reproachful look: "Weiwei!"
"Okay, okay, I won't ask." Lin Wei walked out with a smile, took the cardboard box from Bai Si'an and put it on the ground. "Come and see, we brought back so much stuff!"
Bai Rongbei put the wine bottle and blanket back in the house and then came out.
Lin Weiwei squatted down and opened the cloth bag and cardboard box, which contained all sorts of odds and ends.
Rolls of cotton and gauze of different textures and ages, bundles of dark-colored old cotton, several bundles of soft hay, and even a small bag of fine, clean sand, as well as some scraps of leather, elastic bands, needles and thread, etc.
"Director Zhao spoke to us about this today," Lin Weiwei explained enthusiastically. "She said the hospital has discussed it and thinks our idea is indeed useful, but the cost needs to be reduced. These are cheap or scrap materials that she had someone collect. She wants us to try them out and see if we can make something barely usable. We need to solve the 'having' problem first, and then think about the 'good' problem. There's even sand in the materials. Director Zhao said that the sand in some parts of the Gobi Desert is particularly fine and becomes very clean after being exposed to the sun, so we can experiment with it."
Bai Si'an also squatted down, picked up a piece of old cotton cloth and touched it: "The quality of the cloth varies, so we have to pick and choose. Cloth that is too torn or too stiff cannot be used. The same goes for the cotton; some of it is clumped together, so we have to loosen it."
Su Wanwan also leaned over to take a look, temporarily forgetting the embarrassment from before: "This hay is quite soft, and it's dried very well."
"We can try using a softer cloth for the outer layer, with a layer of loosely torn old cotton mixed with hay inside, or we can use multiple layers of hay packed tightly together."
Lin Weiwei gestured to the name, "The key is to secure it and prevent leaks. Elastic bands are expensive, so Director Zhao said we could try using elastic bands from old underwear, or just tie it with strips of cloth."
Bai Rongbei stood to the side, looking at the pile of things on the ground, then at the three people gathered around, and suddenly asked, "Is there anything you need me to do?"
Lin Weiwei looked up at him, her eyes lighting up: "Commander Bai, you have a strong hand, could you help us loosen those clumps of old cotton? That's the hardest part."
"Okay." Without saying a word, Bai Rongbei dragged over a small stool, sat down, picked up a wad of yellowed and stiff old cotton, and began to tear it apart bit by bit.
Su Wanwan went inside and brought out a sewing basket and scissors.
The four of them sat together under the dim light of the courtyard lamp and began to tinker.
Lin Weiwei and Bai Si'an were in charge of designing and cutting the fabric.
Lin Weiwei had many ideas. She held the scraps of cloth and compared them, thinking about how to piece them together to save on materials.
Bai Si'an was much more meticulous, measuring with a ruler and drawing lines with chalk, striving to make the most of every piece of cloth.
Su Wanwan is skilled with needle and thread and is in charge of sewing.
She threaded the needle, her fingers flying, the stitches fine and even.
Bai Rongbei sat next to her, silently and earnestly tearing cotton, breaking large clumps of stiff old cotton into fluffy, soft strands, and piling them into a clean basin.
Sometimes, when Su Wanwan needed to hand over a pair of scissors or a spool of thread, Bai Rongbei would always be there to help her.
Their eyes met unintentionally. Su Wanwan would quickly look away, her ears turning slightly red, while Bai Rongbei's expression remained unchanged, though his hands would pause slightly.
While busy with her work, Lin Weiwei secretly glanced at the two of them, and couldn't help but smile.
She nudged Bai Si'an beside her with her elbow and whispered, "See? It's going to work."
Bai Si'an was cutting a strangely shaped piece of fabric, not even looking up: "Hmm."
"Couldn't you have said just a couple more words?" Lin Weiwei complained.
Bai Si'an stopped scissors, turned to look at her, and pushed up his glasses: "You're right."
Lin Weiwei: "..."
She decided not to argue with this taciturn man and continued to study her "work" with great interest.
She pieced together two pieces of old fabric of different colors to make a small pocket, stuffed it with soft cotton that Bai Rongbei had torn up, and sewed on the ends with elastic bands that had been taken from old waistbands and were no longer very elastic.
"Look at this!" she exclaimed, holding it up with a hint of pride. "It's not pretty, but it seems usable!"
Su Wanwan took it and felt it: "The cotton padding is quite even, but the fabric is a bit rough, so it might rub a little."
"Let's not worry about whether it's abrasive or not, as long as it's absorbent and doesn't leak," Lin Weiwei said. "Let's try a few different combinations. Wanwan, why don't you make a lining with that softer piece of gauze and put some dried grass inside?"
"it is good."
Baisian also completed a "sample".
He made a long bag from a relatively intact old cotton cloth, with layers inside. The bottom layer was lined with a thin layer of fine sand, wrapped in a separate layer of gauze to prevent leakage, the middle layer was dry grass, and the top layer was a thin layer of cotton.
A wide strip of cloth was sewn onto the closure as a tie.
"This is the cheapest option," he said. "Sand and hay are practically free. It's just a bit heavy, so you have to change them frequently."
The group passed their work around, discussing its strengths and weaknesses, creating a lively and reassuring atmosphere in the courtyard.
The light cast the four people's shadows on the ground, long and intertwined.
Before I knew it, I was busy until late at night.
Several finished prototypes were laid out on the table and the floor, and most of the materials had been used up.
Lin Weiwei yawned widely and rubbed her eyes: "I can't go on, my eyelids are drooping. Let's continue tomorrow."
Bai Si'an put down the ruler in his hand: "Okay, let's tidy up and go to sleep."
The four of them worked together to tidy up the things, cleaning up the scraps of cloth and loose threads.
While washing up, Lin Weiwei looked at Su Wanwan, suddenly blinked, leaned close to her ear, and whispered in a voice only the two of them could hear, "Wanwan, who are you sleeping next to tonight?"
Su Wanwan was wiping her face when she paused, her face slowly turning red.
She lowered her eyes, looked at the towel in her hand, nodded almost imperceptibly, and said in a voice as soft as a mosquito's buzz, "I...I want to sleep next to him."
Lin Weiwei chuckled and patted her shoulder: "That's more like it! Don't worry, I definitely won't disturb your time together! I'll try my best to win him over tonight!"
After saying that, she quickly rinsed her mouth, waved to Bai Si'an who had just come out, and said loudly, "Bai Si'an! I'll sleep in your room tonight! Let's go!"
Without saying a word, he dragged the still somewhat dazed Bai Si'an into his room and slammed the door shut behind him.