Another morning, Xu Tongdao woke up at dawn, looked at the sky outside the window, he began to get up, when he got up, he felt that his body was still a little tired, his current 17-year-old body, is still immature, the last two days of work, plus staying up late, I feel tired.

He frowned, but soon let out a sullen breath and cheered himself up to dress and put on his shoes.

He believed that it would not be long before his body would be able to adapt to such a life.

Young...... It's capital!

The daily labor only made his body stronger quickly.

Xu Tonglin should also be tired, Xu Tongdao's movement of getting up today did not wake him up, after Xu Tongdao got up, when he went out with a toothbrush and a towel, Xu Tonglin was still sleeping very deeply on the bed.

Outside, the morning air was fresh.

Xu Tongdao, who had just come out of the room, smelled the fresh air outside the house, and his brain, which was still a little drowsy, quickly became sober.

The yard is still very quiet, only at the kitchen door of the landlord's house, the landlord Uncle Li is boiling water with a coal stove, and when he sees Xu Tongdao coming out, Uncle Li shows a smile and greets warmly: "Yo, Xiao Xu is up? Do you want boiling water? I just boiled two bottles, you can take one bottle and use it!"

Xu Tongdao smiled back, "Okay! I'll take it after I wash my face!"

"Hey, when I rented the house, I said I would give you a bottle of boiling water every day! Thank you? Yes, yes, yes, you're used to living here these days, right?"

"Well, it's good!"

......

When he was washing his face under the faucet, Xu Tongdao was so stinged that he took a breath of cold air, which came from the tip of his right index finger.

Endured the pain, wrung out the towel and wiped his face, Xu Tongdao frowned and looked at the pad of his right index finger again.

He had been stung the previous night, but it was already the middle of the night, and the moonlight was not very bright, so he could not see the bamboo thorns that had pierced into his fingers.

However, now that the sky was bright and his eyes were good, he looked closely, and sure enough, he saw a bamboo thorn thinner than a human hair embedded in the flesh of his fingertips.

But such a thin bamboo thorn, although it was very thin and short, but if he touched it carelessly, it could make him gasp in pain.

He used the index finger and thumb of his left hand to pull it together, but he couldn't catch the tail of the bamboo thorn at all, and it seemed hopeless to pull it out with his fingers on his own.

With a slightly wry smile, Xu Tongdao turned his face and asked Uncle Li with a smile, "Grandpa Li, do you have a needle for sewing clothes at home?"

He estimated that Uncle Li's house should have needles and threads.

Because Uncle Li's wife is still there, according to Xu Tongdao's experience, the old ladies who have been old for a lifetime generally have their own habits of sewing and mending, and there are generally needles and threads at home.

Uncle Li was surprised, "Yes, yes, are your clothes torn? If you take off your clothes, I'll ask my wife to mend them for you!"

Uncle Li was very welcoming.

Xu Tongdao smiled bitterly and stretched out his right hand to show him, "No, Grandpa Li, I poked a bamboo thorn in my hand, so I want to borrow a needle to see if I can pick out this thorn." ”

"Yo, a thorn in your hand, that's not easy to pick, you wait, I'll get you a needle! Alas, why are you so careless......, child?

Uncle Li chattered, staggered, and went home to get the needle.

Xu Tongdao smiled and waited there, renting a house in the county for the first time, and meeting such an enthusiastic landlord as Uncle Li made him feel very good.

The old man was not looking for things quickly, Xu Tongdao waited at the kitchen door for a while, only to see Uncle Li and his wife coming out of the house.

Xu Tongdao heard Uncle Li babbling with the old lady from afar: "When you help Xiao Xu pick the thorn for a while, remember to be lighter! Don't make Xiao Xu hurt......

The old lady's answer was much more concise, but her tone was a little impatient, "I know, I know! Do you still need to remind you?

Seeing that the old lady also came to help, Xu Tongdao was a little surprised and moved, and hurriedly stepped forward to greet them.

"Where is it? Xiao Xu! You tell grandma, where is the thorn on your hand? grandma will help you pick it out, you are young, and you must not have as much experience in picking thorns as grandma, let grandma help you!"

The old lady's attitude towards Xu Tongdao is much better than that towards her wife.

The tone is kind and the face is full of kindness.

This made Xu Tongdao, who had never enjoyed his grandmother's pampering since he was a child, feel warm.

"Oh, yes! Here you are! Thank you, grandma!"

Xu Tongdao lowered his voice, did not refuse the old lady's kindness, stretched out his right hand in front of her, and pointed to her where the bamboo thorn was thorny.

Pity......

The old lady may have really rich experience in picking thorns before, but she seemed to have forgotten that she had already been dizzy, frowned, grabbed Xu Tongdao's right hand, and looked over and over again, her two eyes had narrowed into two slits, and she still didn't see where the bamboo thorns were......

"This, this...... I—I don't see a thorn...... Xiao Xu, are you sure you really have a thorn in your hand?

The old lady frowned and looked distressed.

Xu Tongdao smiled dumbly, but he was still moved in his heart.

"Grandma, if you can't see it, give me the needle! I'll try it myself!"

"Okay, okay, oh, old man! the eyes are useless......"

The old lady sighed with emotion, and handed the sewing needle in her hand to Xu Tongdao, and a black thread was threaded on this needle.

"Thank you, Grandma!"

Xu Tongdao took the needle and thread, recalled the way his mother helped him pick the wooden thorns on his hands when he was a child, and clumsily began to pick the thorns for himself.

It's really clumsy! Mainly because the bamboo thorn pierces his right hand, so he pinched the sewing needle...... It can only be left-handed.

But he is not left-handed, and he holds a needle in his left hand...... How can it be flexible?

No, he squinted his eyes, carefully used the tip of a needle on the tip of his right index finger, scraped and poked for a while, and he poked a small hole in the fingertips, and the blood spilled out a little, and the bamboo thorn was still firmly embedded in his flesh.

There is a sense of irony that when the mountains are full of flowers, it laughs in the bushes.

Uncle Li and the old lady were anxious on the sidelines, and kept teaching him the skills of picking thorns, but Xu Tongdao's left hand was not easy to use, and he couldn't pick out the thin bamboo thorn.

Suddenly, the old lady shouted in surprise: "Hey, Chunlan, you're out, great, great, great, come here, come over quickly, come over and help Xiao Xu pick the thorns on his hands! Hehe, this kid has good eyes, he can definitely see where the thorns are......"

Chunlan?

Xu Tongdao subconsciously looked at the room where the twin sisters lived, and sure enough, he saw Wei Chunlan, the fair-skinned, long-haired and shawl-faced girl Wei Chunlan that he had seen once the night before.

The older sister of the twins?

She was still so easily shy, and when Xu Tongdao looked over, her face turned red again, but she still squeezed out a smile and responded crisply, "Oh, good, what a thorn? I may not be able to pick it out......"

In response, Wei Chunlan had already walked quickly to this side, and her originally fair face was blushing because of shame...... And it becomes particularly tempting.