Siheyuan: Stick Stems Are Abducted, Please Choose To Start

"Huairu, Granny Jia, I bought you 20 catties of white rice and noodles. Take it and have a good year."

In the room, Silly Zhu put down his face and glanced at Qin Huairu: "Huairu, don't be sad, I believe you must have been cheated by that kid Xu Damao.

Don't worry, I'll slap him later! "

Qin Huairu sobbed and said nothing, but Jia Zhang pushed her face back to Shazhu.

"Silly Zhu, do you want to be like Xu Damao? Do you want to blackmail my family with face?!"

"Take it away, our family doesn't need it!"

Seeing that Mrs. Jia and Zhang were going to return the noodles, Sha Zhu was in a hurry.

"Oh, who do you think I am?! How could I be like Xu Damao?!"

"You take it, I'm here to give it to your family, I don't need money, and I don't need Sister Huairu. How can I be an asshole like Xu Damao!"

"Okay, I'll put down the noodles, don't give them away."

After finishing speaking, Sha Zhu stayed behind and hurried out the door, so as not to give Jia Zhang a chance to refuse.

After Silly Zhu left, inside the house.

Qin Huairu looked at the 20 catties of rice noodles that silly Zhu sent, and suddenly covered his face and cried bitterly.

She thought of how many eyes she had suffered and how many grievances she had suffered all these years just for this little food.

Touching the scene, Qin Huairu cried bitterly.

Outside the house, Shazhu heard Qin Huairu's cry of collapse, and his heart twitched: "This Xu Damao! It's really nothing!"

Sha Zhu cursed secretly, thinking that this matter should not be left as it is.

Xu Damao must be dealt with properly!

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the other side.

Yan Jiekuang returned to his yard with the freshly cut bamboo.

The third mother was working in the house. When she heard the movement outside the house, she came out to take a look and found that the third child had cut a long bamboo from nowhere.

"Third, what are you doing?" The third mother asked doubtfully.

"Mom, I want to use this bamboo to make a fence for the vegetable field." Yan Jiekuang turned his head and said.

"You know how to mess around all day long, have you finished your homework?" The third mother was dissatisfied.

"Uh...I'll do it tomorrow."

Yan Jiekuang was depressed when he thought that he still had homework. He had graduated seven or eight years ago, and he hadn't read a junior high school book in a long time. Besides, homework is not as fun as chopping bamboo.

Naturally, you can procrastinate on winter vacation homework.

"Play, you know how to play every day, and you will cry if you haven't handed in your homework when school starts."

The third mother cursed, turned her head and entered the room.

Yan Jiekuang shrugged, went to the stove and pulled out the hatchet.

The bamboo he cut back is a whole, very long, and needs to be chopped into small pieces to make it into a fence.

With the skills of a folk craftsman, Yan Jiekuang not only has a very steady hand, he almost doesn't have to use his brain when chopping bamboo, relying on muscle memory to divide the bamboo into small and thin strips of equal parts.

And the speed is very fast, the hand is almost non-stop, the hand raises the knife and falls, and never cuts a second time. This kind of hearty smoothness makes Yan Jiekuang very enjoyable to play.

After cutting the bamboo into thin strips of suitable size, Yan Jiekuang carried the bamboo to the stove, lighted a fire and put it on the side to lightly roast it, which would make the bamboo more tough and easy to deform.

After finishing all this, Yan Jiekuang began to weave the bamboo strips, like weaving shoelaces, criss-crossing each other.

It was cold in winter, but Yan Jiekuang's icy hands kept him warm. He even took off his coat, so his whole body was warm.

Yan Jiekuang's hands were very fast. Hundreds of bamboo strips were strung together to form a large net. Repeating this work, the vegetable field partition was soon completed.

It is laid around the vegetable field to form a closed one-meter-high fence, which is neat and beautiful, just like a work of art.

Yan Jiekuang was very satisfied with his hands on his hips beside him.

Thinking that such a workmanship-like partition was made by himself, Yan Jiekuang felt a sense of accomplishment in his heart.

——Oh, I'm awesome!

"Third brother, it's time to eat."

inside the house.

When the third mother came out, she was stunned when she saw a delicate bamboo fence in the yard.

"Third...you did this?!"

The third mother stared wide-eyed, looking at the bamboo fence in disbelief.

It has only been more than half an hour since she entered the house. Is this a partition? !

"Yes." Yan Jiekuang smiled and nodded.

"You really did it?"

The third mother still couldn't believe it. She thought Yan Jiekuang was just playing around, but she didn't expect that it was for real!

And the workmanship is so exquisite, it's no worse than those master craftsmen!

"I didn't expect the youngest of our family to have such a hand! Promising!"

The three mothers are happy,

In this day and age, craftsmen are very popular and respected.

If you want to learn a craft, you have to bring tea and kowtow to the master, as you can imagine.

The third mother was full of excitement, but Yan Jiekuang was calm.

It's just a small test.

He could feel that the upper limit of his ability was more than that, it was just a bamboo fence, and he didn't show a tenth of his skills at all.

If he gets serious, he should be able to make more complex things.

After finishing the fence, Yan Jiekuang was also tired, so he didn't plan to continue doing it in the afternoon, and was going to go out to catch some fish to relax.

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the other side.

In the silly column house.

After Sha Zhu came out of Qin Huairu's house, he lay on the bed thinking of Qin Huairu's pitiful appearance, tossing and turning, unable to calm down.

The more I think about it, the more uncomfortable I feel.

Immediately, he sat up from the bed.

"No! If you can't, you can take advantage of Xu Damao."

In Sha Zhu's view, Xu Damao must have forced Qin Huairu to agree to the canteen matter.

And even if there was no such thing, Shazhu would have wanted to punish Xu Damao a long time ago.

Last time Qin Jingru's matter was not settled with Xu Damao, and now Qin Huairu's matter is added.

The old and new grudges add up, making Sha Zhu unable to swallow this breath at all.

Xu Damao must be beaten up!

Thinking of this, Sha Zhu got up, and immediately came to Xu Damao's house with anger.

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