Chapter 335
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When it's time for lunch, Lin Yunxian has already cooked a meal at home, waiting for Lin Xi and Zhou Zhe. However, the family they went to near lunch just made lunch and warmly invited them to stay and eat together.
Originally, Lin Xi wanted to decline his kindness, but he was forced not to leave by others. In the end, he really refused. However, he had to call Lin Yunxian to explain the situation, and then he stayed in the family to eat together.
The time of the day passed quickly, and it was almost four o'clock in the afternoon. The last family Lin Xi and Zhou zhe visited was Lin Jiashan's respected old village head.
Because of the special geographical location of linjiashan, the location of the old village head's home is very high, even far higher than other residents of linjiashan. A lonely brick house stands on the hillside of the high-rise mountain.
The old village head's name is Lin Fugui. He is not only the oldest old man in the village, but also the oldest old man. Although he is over ninety years old, he is very strong. He can do everything by himself. He even planted a vegetable garden around the courtyard. When he has nothing to do, he can serve in the garden.
He told the elder of the old village that he had been doing farm work all his life. No matter how good the living conditions were, he would not be able to give up. Even if he was old, he would have to work a little every day, otherwise he would feel uncomfortable.
But the only drawback is that the old village head is now deaf and dazzled. If he doesn't shout out at the top of his voice, he will never hear half of it.
As early as ten years ago, the son, grandson and great grandson of the old village head had already left linjiashan to develop in Cangxi County. They also proposed to take the old village head to the city to enjoy Qingfu. However, the old village head was old and always liked to remember the old days. No matter how his descendants advised him, he would not leave.
As for the old village head's insistence, the descendants have no choice but to make do with the old people and repair the old house again. Only then can they feel a little relieved.
But even so, the descendants of the old village head will come back to have a look every so and so, not only for the sake of the old man's body, but also to accompany the old man and not to let him be too lonely.
When Lin Xi and Zhou zhe came to the old village head's house on the hillside of the high-rise mountain, the old village head was cutting a bamboo and sitting in the yard weaving a basket. You know, the old village head was good at making bamboo strips when he was young, and he was often praised by people in the nearby ten mile eight villages. Many of the living utensils in Lin Jiashan's houses were also hand woven by the old village head.
As one of the ancient occupations in China, the craftsman of bamboo strip is an indispensable veteran craftsman in the old society. Just like the carpenters who are engaged in carpentry, they all depend on their craft to eat, and the utensils they make are called "scornful products".
However, with the progress of the times and social development, the emergence of plastic products has made the bamboo products eliminated for a long time. Fortunately, in recent years, people's awareness of environmental protection has gradually increased, and the bamboo products have a certain market, and the bamboo handicrafts are also very popular. For example, bamboo weaving with porcelain is also a kind of scornful products.
The tools used by the craftsmen in the process of making bamboo products are not very complicated. One of the necessary tools is the bamboo knife that turns bamboo into thin strips, followed by small saws and chisels.
Of course, there is also a special tool called "Du Mie tooth". It's not big, but it's a little special. The iron is beaten into the shape of a knife, and then a wooden handle is installed. There is a special groove on the body of the knife. Its unique function is to insert it in a place to make the soft and solid strip smooth and round after passing through the groove Run, play the role of grinding.
It is these simple tools that support the vast majority of life utensils in ancient China. It's no exaggeration to call them great, which reflects the crystallization, inheritance and development of ancient wisdom.
When weaving the basket, the old village head looked very serious. Every process was very careful, and he did it strictly according to the inheritance of the old craft. It was because the old village head was too serious about his work, even Lin Xi and Zhou zhe could not find out.
Standing outside the fence of the old village head's house, Lin Xi yelled several times at the top of his voice, his face flushed with shock, but the old village head turned a deaf ear, as if he had nothing to do, still focusing on his work.
Looking at the old village head's attentive appearance, Lin Xi sighs in his heart that the old village head's ears are becoming more and more deaf. At this time, the watchdog in the old village finds that Lin Xi and Zhou zhe are coming. Even though they have been chained, they are still barking at Lin Xi, pulling the chain and clattering.
The barking of the guard dog attracted the attention of the old village head. He put down the basket he was weaving, sat in the yard, raised his dim eyes, looked at Lin Xi outside the fence for a long time, and then tentatively asked, "it's Yunxian's little boy."
Hearing the voice of the old village head, Lin Xi was very happy. He said, "it's me, grandfather Fugui. Please lead your dog so that I can come in."
Although the old village head couldn't hear what Lin Xi said, he understood Lin Xi's meaning from the vague gestures. He slowly stood up from the yard, and then went to the side and kicked the watchdog.
As a watchdog, his duty is to prevent foreign villains, just like a loyal bodyguard of the house guard, but he is very afraid of his own owner. After the old village head kicked the watchdog, he squatted pitifully in the corner of the wall and spat out his tongue, which is lovingly cherished.After the watchdog calmed down, the old village head walked to the fence of the yard and opened the door for Lin Xi to come in: "little baby, why did you think of coming to see me, the old man? I just said that this left eyelid jumped up this morning, but I didn't expect that it was you who came back...
Lin Xi followed the old village head and sat down on the stone steps in the yard Later, he put the gift box and gift in front of the old village head, and even said that he was carrying a mural: "grandfather Fugui, this is the nutriment I brought for you. You don't want to eat it. It's all for your health."
Maybe he didn't hear Lin Xi's words clearly. The old village head pointed to his ear and said, "I can't hear what you said."
Knowing the old village head's deafness and dizziness, Lin Xi had to repeat it again. This time, the old village head finally barely heard it clearly, and then waved his hand: "don't you want to, such a good thing will be wasted if you give it to me. Take it back and eat it yourself. It's not easy to be obedient and earn money!"
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When it's time for lunch, Lin Yunxian has already cooked a meal at home, waiting for Lin Xi and Zhou Zhe. However, the family they went to near lunch just made lunch and warmly invited them to stay and eat together.
Originally, Lin Xi wanted to decline his kindness, but he was forced not to leave by others. In the end, he really refused. However, he had to call Lin Yunxian to explain the situation, and then he stayed in the family to eat together.
The time of the day passed quickly, and it was almost four o'clock in the afternoon. The last family Lin Xi and Zhou zhe visited was Lin Jiashan's respected old village head.
Because of the special geographical location of linjiashan, the location of the old village head's home is very high, even far higher than other residents of linjiashan. A lonely brick house stands on the hillside of the high-rise mountain.
The old village head's name is Lin Fugui. He is not only the oldest old man in the village, but also the oldest old man. Although he is over ninety years old, he is very strong. He can do everything by himself. He even planted a vegetable garden around the courtyard. When he has nothing to do, he can serve in the garden.
He told the elder of the old village that he had been doing farm work all his life. No matter how good the living conditions were, he would not be able to give up. Even if he was old, he would have to work a little every day, otherwise he would feel uncomfortable.
But the only drawback is that the old village head is now deaf and dazzled. If he doesn't shout out at the top of his voice, he will never hear half of it.
As early as ten years ago, the son, grandson and great grandson of the old village head had already left linjiashan to develop in Cangxi County. They also proposed to take the old village head to the city to enjoy Qingfu. However, the old village head was old and always liked to remember the old days. No matter how his descendants advised him, he would not leave.
As for the old village head's insistence, the descendants have no choice but to make do with the old people and repair the old house again. Only then can they feel a little relieved.
But even so, the descendants of the old village head will come back to have a look every so and so, not only for the sake of the old man's body, but also to accompany the old man and not to let him be too lonely.
When Lin Xi and Zhou zhe came to the old village head's house on the hillside of the high-rise mountain, the old village head was cutting a bamboo and sitting in the yard weaving a basket. You know, the old village head was good at making bamboo strips when he was young, and he was often praised by people in the nearby ten mile eight villages. Many of the living utensils in Lin Jiashan's houses were also hand woven by the old village head.
As one of the ancient occupations in China, the craftsman of bamboo strip is an indispensable veteran craftsman in the old society. Just like the carpenters who are engaged in carpentry, they all depend on their craft to eat, and the utensils they make are called "scornful products".
However, with the progress of the times and social development, the emergence of plastic products has made the bamboo products eliminated for a long time. Fortunately, in recent years, people's awareness of environmental protection has gradually increased, and the bamboo products have a certain market, and the bamboo handicrafts are also very popular. For example, bamboo weaving with porcelain is also a kind of scornful products.
The tools used by the craftsmen in the process of making bamboo products are not very complicated. One of the necessary tools is the bamboo knife that turns bamboo into thin strips, followed by small saws and chisels.
Of course, there is also a special tool called "Du Mie tooth". It's not big, but it's a little special. The iron is beaten into the shape of a knife, and then a wooden handle is installed. There is a special groove on the body of the knife. Its unique function is to insert it in a place to make the soft and solid strip smooth and round after passing through the groove Run, play the role of grinding.
It is these simple tools that support the vast majority of life utensils in ancient China. It's no exaggeration to call them great, which reflects the crystallization, inheritance and development of ancient wisdom.
When weaving the basket, the old village head looked very serious. Every process was very careful, and he did it strictly according to the inheritance of the old craft. It was because the old village head was too serious about his work, even Lin Xi and Zhou zhe could not find out.
Standing outside the fence of the old village head's house, Lin Xi yelled several times at the top of his voice, his face flushed with shock, but the old village head turned a deaf ear, as if he had nothing to do, still focusing on his work.
Looking at the old village head's attentive appearance, Lin Xi sighs in his heart that the old village head's ears are becoming more and more deaf. At this time, the watchdog in the old village finds that Lin Xi and Zhou zhe are coming. Even though they have been chained, they are still barking at Lin Xi, pulling the chain and clattering.
The barking of the guard dog attracted the attention of the old village head. He put down the basket he was weaving, sat in the yard, raised his dim eyes, looked at Lin Xi outside the fence for a long time, and then tentatively asked, "it's Yunxian's little boy."
Hearing the voice of the old village head, Lin Xi was very happy. He said, "it's me, grandfather Fugui. Please lead your dog so that I can come in."
Although the old village head couldn't hear what Lin Xi said, he understood Lin Xi's meaning from the vague gestures. He slowly stood up from the yard, and then went to the side and kicked the watchdog.
As a watchdog, his duty is to prevent foreign villains, just like a loyal bodyguard of the house guard, but he is very afraid of his own owner. After the old village head kicked the watchdog, he squatted pitifully in the corner of the wall and spat out his tongue, which is lovingly cherished.After the watchdog calmed down, the old village head walked to the fence of the yard and opened the door for Lin Xi to come in: "little baby, why did you think of coming to see me, the old man? I just said that this left eyelid jumped up this morning, but I didn't expect that it was you who came back...
Lin Xi followed the old village head and sat down on the stone steps in the yard Later, he put the gift box and gift in front of the old village head, and even said that he was carrying a mural: "grandfather Fugui, this is the nutriment I brought for you. You don't want to eat it. It's all for your health."
Maybe he didn't hear Lin Xi's words clearly. The old village head pointed to his ear and said, "I can't hear what you said."
Knowing the old village head's deafness and dizziness, Lin Xi had to repeat it again. This time, the old village head finally barely heard it clearly, and then waved his hand: "don't you want to, such a good thing will be wasted if you give it to me. Take it back and eat it yourself. It's not easy to be obedient and earn money!"
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When it's time for lunch, Lin Yunxian has already cooked a meal at home, waiting for Lin Xi and Zhou Zhe. However, the family they went to near lunch just made lunch and warmly invited them to stay and eat together. Originally, Lin Xi wanted to decline his kindness, but he was forced not to leave by others. In the end, he really refused. However, he had to call Lin Yunxian to explain the situation, and then he stayed in the family to eat together. The time of the day passed quickly, and it was almost four o'clock in the afternoon. The last family Lin Xi and Zhou zhe visited was Lin Jiashan's respected old village head. Because of the special geographical location of linjiashan, the location of the old village head's home is very high, even far higher than other residents of linjiashan. A lonely brick house stands on the hillside of the high-rise mountain. The old village head's name is Lin Fugui. He is not only the oldest old man in the village, but also the oldest old man. Although he is over ninety years old, he is very strong. He can do everything by himself. He even planted a vegetable garden around the courtyard. When he has nothing to do, he can serve in the garden. He told the elder of the old village that he had been doing farm work all his life. No matter how good the living conditions were, he would not be able to give up. Even if he was old, he would have to work a little every day, otherwise he would feel uncomfortable. But the only drawback is that the old village head is now deaf and dazzled. If he doesn't shout out at the top of his voice, he will never hear half of it. As early as ten years ago, the son, grandson and great grandson of the old village head had already left linjiashan to develop in Cangxi County. They also proposed to take the old village head to the city to enjoy Qingfu. However, the old village head was old and always liked to remember the old days. No matter how his descendants advised him, he would not leave. As for the old village head's insistence, the descendants have no choice but to make do with the old people and repair the old house again. Only then can they feel a little relieved. But even so, the descendants of the old village head will come back to have a look every so and so, not only for the sake of the old man's body, but also to accompany the old man and not to let him be too lonely. When Lin Xi and Zhou zhe came to the old village head's house on the hillside of the high-rise mountain, the old village head was cutting a bamboo and sitting in the yard weaving a basket. You know, the old village head was good at making bamboo strips when he was young, and he was often praised by people in the nearby ten mile eight villages. Many of the living utensils in Lin Jiashan's houses were also hand woven by the old village head. As one of the ancient occupations in China, the craftsman of bamboo strip is an indispensable veteran craftsman in the old society. Just like the carpenters who are engaged in carpentry, they all depend on their craft to eat, and the utensils they make are called "scornful products". However, with the progress of the times and social development, the emergence of plastic products has made the bamboo products eliminated for a long time. Fortunately, in recent years, people's awareness of environmental protection has gradually increased, and the bamboo products have a certain market, and the bamboo handicrafts are also very popular. For example, bamboo weaving with porcelain is also a kind of scornful products. The tools used by the craftsmen in the process of making bamboo products are not very complicated. One of the necessary tools is the bamboo knife that turns bamboo into thin strips, followed by small saws and chisels. Of course, there is also a special tool called "Du Mie tooth". It's not big, but it's a little special. The iron is beaten into the shape of a knife, and then a wooden handle is installed. There is a special groove on the body of the knife. Its unique function is to insert it in a place to make the soft and solid strip smooth and round after passing through the groove Run, play the role of grinding. It is these simple tools that support the vast majority of life utensils in ancient China. It's no exaggeration to call them great, which reflects the crystallization, inheritance and development of ancient wisdom. When weaving the basket, the old village head looked very serious. Every process was very careful, and he did it strictly according to the inheritance of the old craft. It was because the old village head was too serious about his work, even Lin Xi and Zhou zhe could not find out. Standing outside the fence of the old village head's house, Lin Xi yelled several times at the top of his voice, his face flushed with shock, but the old village head turned a deaf ear, as if he had nothing to do, still focusing on his work. Looking at the old village head's attentive appearance, Lin Xi sighs in his heart that the old village head's ears are becoming more and more deaf. At this time, the watchdog in the old village finds that Lin Xi and Zhou zhe are coming. Even though they have been chained, they are still barking at Lin Xi, pulling the chain and clattering. The barking of the guard dog attracted the attention of the old village head. He put down the basket he was weaving, sat in the yard, raised his dim eyes, looked at Lin Xi outside the fence for a long time, and then tentatively asked, "it's Yunxian's little boy." Hearing the voice of the old village head, Lin Xi was very happy. He said, "it's me, grandfather Fugui. Please lead your dog so that I can come in." Although the old village head couldn't hear what Lin Xi said, he understood Lin Xi's meaning from the vague gestures. He slowly stood up from the yard, and then went to the side and kicked the watchdog. As a watchdog, his duty is to prevent foreign villains, just like a loyal bodyguard of the house guard, but he is very afraid of his own owner. After the old village head kicked the watchdog, he squatted pitifully in the corner of the wall and spat out his tongue, which is lovingly cherished.After the watchdog calmed down, the old village head walked to the fence of the yard and opened the door for Lin Xi to come in: "little baby, why did you think of coming to see me, the old man? I just said that this left eyelid jumped up this morning, but I didn't expect that it was you who came back... Lin Xi followed the old village head and sat down on the stone steps in the yard Later, he put the gift box and gift in front of the old village head, and even said that he was carrying a mural: "grandfather Fugui, this is the nutriment I brought for you. You don't want to eat it. It's all for your health." Maybe he didn't hear Lin Xi's words clearly. The old village head pointed to his ear and said, "I can't hear what you said." Knowing the old village head's deafness and dizziness, Lin Xi had to repeat it again. This time, the old village head finally barely heard it clearly, and then waved his hand: "don't you want to, such a good thing will be wasted if you give it to me. Take it back and eat it yourself. It's not easy to be obedient and earn money!" www.novelhold.com , the fastest update of the webnovel!
