Men and women eating in the courtyard

The group of people soaked for more than an hour, then took a bath and had their feet trimmed. Wen San'er also followed the example of Grandma and Silly Zhu and performed cupping.

This cupping pot was not made of glass like later generations, but made of bamboo. The inside and sides were smoked black by the fire, and the walls of the cup were dark red.

The three people's backs were slapped with two rows of cupping jars by the bath master, like a Tyrannosaurus rex, and then they were fanned by the master with the towels the three of them brought.

"Third uncle, you have to cherish your body. You are so young, but your waist is still not good. Why don't you let my dad nurse you back?" Li Xuewu patted Wen San'er, who was lying on the bed and cupping cups, and teased. road.

At this time, Lao Biaozi answered: "Uncle Li can't even give my third uncle a tiger's whip. He can't make up for it fast enough."

"Ha ha ha ha!"

Everyone was impressed by Lao Biaozi's non-stop talking style. This guy was teasing his uncle as much as Wen San'er was unable to get out of bed.

Wen San'er scolded angrily: "What the hell, I've got a wind on my shoulder. What's wrong with my waist? I'm so strong. If you don't believe me, go and look at the end of the kang in my old house. The kang is all broken." Make a hole."

The old Biaozi said sarcastically: "Ouch! Why is there a pit at the end of the kang that even a soybean pellet can't get out of!"

"Hahaha!"

"Hahahahaha!"

The bath masters burst out laughing, these people were so interesting.

Wen San'er was so angry that he wanted to get up and hit Lao Biaozi. As soon as he got up, he was held down by the cupping master: "Why are you angry with your nephew? If the cupping falls, my efforts will be in vain."

Wen San'er took advantage of the situation and lay back down, and said angrily: "I just pretend that I don't have this bastard nephew."

Seeing that his third uncle couldn't get up, Lao Biaozi said: "If you say that, then we will have to marry our brothers."

Wen San'er was also a bachelor. He put his face on the long stool and said, "Okay, if you call me brother today, I will go to your house and call your mother aunt tomorrow. I will call your mother aunt." Let’s talk about uncles and nephews.”

Shen Guodong helped at this time and said: "It's okay, "Third Brother", we can discuss our own affairs from now on."

Wen San'er turned around and cursed: "Get out of here, little bastard, you're waiting for me to go to the ground."

Everyone knows that Wen San'er is a strong talker, and he can only talk to his heart's content.

But Wen San'er was Lao Biaozi's third uncle. Although he was only a few years older, everyone still called him "third uncle".

Normally, jokes are just jokes, but I don't dare to be serious with Wen San'er. That would make me a bastard. So among these people, only Wen San'er can call himself "I", curse and hit people.

Even if Li Xuewu's joke should be a joke, he couldn't say a single dirty word or insulting word to Wen San'er. This is called "Li'er".

Watching a few people joking, the eldest grandma just smiled and held a cigarette in her mouth, as if reminiscing about her youth.

Silly Zhu also looked at the excitement of the Li Xuewu brothers with envy. He wanted to join in but was a little uncomfortable. He had never had such good brothers when he was so old, and he had always been a single person.

Several people walked out of the bathhouse as if they had shed a layer of skin. Wearing newly washed underwear, they returned to the courtyard refreshed.

Silhu, Li Xuewu and others said goodbye at Ermen and went home by themselves.

The kang is getting very hot in the afternoon, and now is the time to lay down the quilt and sleep.

Li Xuewu motioned to the second child to spread the quilt, and he slept here too. In the afternoon, his eldest grandma moved Li Xuewu's luggage over. The fire kang was very big, and several people could sleep easily.

Wen San'er, the others and the eldest grandma were sitting at the kang table, listening to Li Xuewu's arrangements.

Seeing that several people were feeling sleepy, the matter must be explained clearly now to avoid problems tomorrow.

Li Xuewu looked at Lao Biaozi and asked, "Are you familiar with the price list you got from the scrap company?"

Lao Biaozi took out a notebook and said, "I've memorized everything by heart, and I've written down everything I didn't remember clearly in the notebook."

Li Xuewu nodded and said: "Strictly follow the established price. Our path must be steady and practical. Even if we don't make money in the early stage, we must be steady."

"Of course we also collect antique calligraphy and paintings, as well as old electrical appliances. Be careful when transporting them back. We have to find someone who understands to help check it. You can slowly explore the price. We are new to the industry and have enough capital. We can make mistakes. Just treat it like you tuition fees.”

Wen San'er nodded and said, "I'll find someone who knows the business."

Li Xuewu said to the three and four Wen people: "Leave this matter to the third uncle. Tomorrow, the four of you will take turns collecting the areas according to the previously divided areas and the order of movement. If anyone asks, just say that you don't know each other. You are all useless." The people sent by the company to collect scraps have to put their minds down and put down their posture."

Li Xuewu said to his eldest grandma again: "Starting from tomorrow, someone may come to sell scraps. According to the price list Lao Biaozi gave you, collect them. Once they are collected, they will be piled on the field in the middle of the west courtyard. The papers will be piled here temporarily. Please pay attention to fire prevention in the two vacant rooms next to them."

Wen Saner took out 10 yuan and handed it to his grandma and said, "Uncle, take this to deal with the waste collection at home tomorrow."

Wen San'er was a generation older than Li Xuewu, and just a generation younger than Li Xuewu's grandfather, so Wen San'er called Li Xuewu's grandfather uncle.

After Wen San finished speaking, he said to Li Xuewu: "I sold the bicycle I bought a while ago. I can't ride it anyway, so I might as well make some money."

Li Xuewu nodded indifferently, took out a notebook from his bag and handed it to Wen San'er, explaining: "Starting from tomorrow, there will be two lines of income and expenditure. You must remember clearly, and whoever handles it will sign."

Seeing that everyone understood what he meant, he arranged for everyone to rest.

Several people sleep on this large kang, which is very spacious. The windows are new and airtight, which is much more comfortable than at home.

Early the next morning, as soon as it was dawn, my eldest grandma got up to clean up the kitchen and prepare to cook.

Wen San'er and others began to wash up. Li Xuewu originally didn't want to do it so early, but Er Er'er folded everyone's quilts and sat in front of him, looking at him, waiting to collect the quilts.

"Okay, okay, can't I get up?"

The second child said with a "hehe" smile: "It's okay, Brother Wu, you can go back to sleep. I can wait for you to wake up before folding again."

"Get out of here"

Li Xuewu yawned and stood up, put on his clothes and walked to the kitchen, lining up to wash his face.

Breakfast is very simple, Bangdier porridge, Wowotouer, and pickle sticks.

While eating breakfast, the eldest grandma said: "Lao San and the others brought half a bag of radishes. I have nothing to do in the afternoon and asked your mother to help pickle them. I will also have some pickles for dinner in the morning."

Li Xuewu nodded and said yes, but the old Biaozi over there was having trouble again.

Lao Biaozi put the wowotou and stick rice porridge together and asked Xiang Wen San'er, "Third uncle, what do you think these two have to do with each other?"