Grandma looked at Bian Rui lovingly, even if Bian Rui was thirty-five years old, in the heart of the old man, he was also a child, his own heart, the eldest grandson of the family.

"What's the hurry, can you still run?" come here, see if this string core I am entangled with your mother is okay," grandma said with a smile.

Bian Rui listened and asked casually, "This is the second one, right?"

"The third one!" said Bian Rui's mother as she stirred the wontons in the pot.

Bian Rui asked in surprise when he heard this: "So fast!"

Bian Rui's grandmother replied: "I took a few things from your second grandmother, it saves a lot of effort to make this thing, and the things you make don't work at all......

"Second grandma will get this?" Bian Ruiqi said.

Bian Rui's grandmother said: "Your second grandmother said that thirty years ago, the strings used by the old Taoist master were twisted by her and your third grandmother at home, and the day before yesterday came to our house to see us twist this, your second grandmother also taught us a lot of tricks, and she also took some silk home and twisted it, and she was not going to let her help, who knows that she can't ......."

Hearing what his grandmother said, Bian Rui understood, when the emotional ancestor used to make silk, he didn't rub it by himself, but before Bian Rui thought that these strings were slowly made by the ancestor alone.

"Your silkworm paper, your second grandmother is also going to go to half of it, ready to raise some, saying that this kind of silk can be sold for a good price, I thought that I and your grandmother can't raise so many silkworms, so I gave half a ......" Bian Rui's mother took out the wontons in the pot and served them to her son.

Bian Rui took the bowl and put it in front of him: "Give it and give it, it's not a secret thing anyway, you can do it yourself."

"People can't be sloppy in raising silkworms, when your father comes back, I will ask him to clean up the house and come out to make a silkworm room," Bian Rui's mother said.

Bian Rui grew up in the countryside and knows what silkworm raising is all about, and this silkworm room is not only dry but also mosquito-proof, and it is very particular. Moreover, the Jiangnan boundary has always been an important raw silk production area, both in terms of quality and output, which is top-notch. Therefore, there are very few women of old age here who do not know how to raise silkworms.

Bian Rui can give some guidance when it comes to raising silkworms, but when it comes to raising silkworms, Bian Rui can only stand aside.

After sucking two bowls of wontons, Bian Rui looked at the string cores that his grandmother had made, and felt that the efficiency had indeed increased a lot, not to mention anything else, just to use a few silver pendants to pull the silk at one end, and slowly twist the silk into a strand according to the weight of the silver pendant, which was several times faster than Bian Rui's method.

I have to say that the things that Ancestor has figured out over the years are much more powerful than Bian Rui's brain.

As he was talking, the voice of the second grandmother came from the door.

"Why did you finish breakfast?"

As soon as Bian Rui saw the second grandmother coming, he immediately stood up and said hello, he could talk less about the rules with his grandmother and mother, but not with the second grandmother.

In addition to the second grandmother, the two daughters-in-law of the second grandmother also followed, that is, Bian Rui's two sisters-in-law, the youngest of whom was also fifty-five years old.

"Little Nineteen, are you still satisfied with this core?"

"Satisfied, I didn't expect you to do this again than the second grandmother!" Bian Rui was busy getting chairs for the second grandmother and the two aunts and letting them sit in the courtyard.

The second grandmother said proudly: "I used to help your master do it, I was only in my thirties at the time, and your grandmother together, every string, your master gave thirty catties of white rice, I was really happy."

"......" Bian Rui was a little dumbfounded, a string of thirty catties of white rice will make the second grandmother happy like this?

How old the second grandmother lived, she knew what the little nephew and grandson were thinking at a glance: "Don't underestimate these thirty catties of white rice, don't talk about white rice at that time before, the bark and grass roots are eaten, this is still our Jiangnan, let alone ...... inland."

As soon as he provoked this, a group of women began to think bittersweetly.

When Bian Rui heard them say this, he knew that the ancestors had taught a little craft in each family, some were wine-making, and some were taught by the contemptuous craftsman, anyway, each family had a small craft that could eat, and when the country was in difficulty, the ancestor asked the descendants to use the craft to exchange some rations from themselves, as for why not to let the children and grandchildren eat enough, that was the consideration of the ancestors, not what Bian Rui could guess.

It's just that the days got better, and some crafts slowly became useless. In the era of big machines, craftsmen are generally not popular.

For example, the second grandmother's family is string-making, Bian Rui's grandfather is a contemptuous craftsman, a good hand at weaving bamboo, and the fourth grandfather's family is winemaking.

"Little Nineteen, how are you going to soak this string immersion medicine?" the second grandmother asked.

Bian Rui asked, "Do you know how to do it?"

"Of course, in the past, your second grandfather and I relied on this to eat, and the soaking recipe taught by the old Taoist master must have four kinds ......of resin alone, and there must be beef tendon or something."

The second grandmother easily said the recipe.

Now Rui didn't doubt it: "Then you can help me dip it according to this recipe, and I'll take a look at it when the time comes, and let that friend give me more, I can't let you work in vain."

"What is this, but this string is not easy to get, mainly because it takes too much effort, this immersion and drying have to be naturally air-dried, really make a good string, it is too difficult to have a year and a half, you want to hurry up, the string of half a year will be scrapped in two or three years at most, and it is especially easy to open the glue and break the string."

"Take your time and try to play as good as you can," Bian Rui said.

With the addition of the three members of the second grandmother's family, Bian Rui's five thousand yuan will not be able to take it, even if it is made for 'friends', the five thousand yuan will be spread out for a year and a half, only a few hundred yuan per month, and it will have to be divided by five or six people, which is not suitable.

"Okay, it doesn't matter if you have money or not, but for a while I remembered that I would know this craft, and I wanted to teach it to my two daughters-in-law, don't let me kick my legs, no one has done this craft," the second grandmother said.

Bian Rui nodded.

Next, a group of women talked, and Bian Rui was not suitable to stay, anyway, the older generation liked to work together, sitting in the small courtyard and chatting and working.

After saying goodbye and returning to his yard, Bian Rui continued to dig his own piano groove.

When you are tired of digging the piano groove, you can go to water the vegetable garden, or stroke a piece of piano, or you will pick up the pen and ink, go to the space to put on a stroke, draw a stroke, anyway, do whatever you want to do, and the freedom makes people think of flying!

In the southern part of the Yangtze River, the weather has already seen its power in mid-June, and as soon as the sun comes out, it is called a hot heat, even in the mountain village, the temperature begins to be a little scorching at noon.

Fortunately, Bian Rui got rid of his fat, and now his body fat is about twelve, so it can be said that this small figure is enough for the rotten girls in the city to drool when they see it.

Moon-white short clothes, with knee-length pants and forever plastic slippers, this is Bian Rui's standard dress for summer.

In the summer, there is more farm work in the village, such as spring corn, spring rape, peanuts, rice and other stubbles have begun to be harvested one after another. Fortunately, now every household has a walk-behind tractor, as well as a variety of agricultural machinery, unlike in the past, a sickle was waved for a day, and now the machine is driven around the field and the crops in the field are quickly harvested.

Bian Rui has no land by himself, and his ancestor has two acres of small vegetable gardens under his name, but Bian Rui's family has land, so Bian Rui has to help the family harvest crops.

The rice field of Bian Rui's family is a terraced field, in the middle of the hill, there are almost more than six acres in the curve, this hill is farmland, and all the water is rice, because this hill is good to draw water, there is a Gu mountain spring on the mountain next to it that flows directly through the beam of the hill, so the ancestors of Bianjia Village led this spring to the hill and opened up this paddy field.

Now that there is naturally no water in the fields, if there is water, what kind of rice will be harvested?

In the morning, Bian Rui didn't do anything, ran directly back to his parents' house, and after breakfast, he drove a walk-behind tractor with his grandfather and father to the field to harvest rice.

When the three grandchildren arrived in the field, they found that it was their turn, and there was still a small half of the field left in the field of the seventh uncle's family next to it. There are a total of two small rice harvesters in the village, so everyone has to take turns, and whoever receives it first and then who receives it is a unified lot in the village, and the number of the catch is the first harvest, which is fair and just.

If you don't get to your own house, you will go over to help with the handle, so the grandparents and grandchildren went to help Bian Rui's Qibo family, mainly to follow the machine to pick up the leaked rice or something, and there is almost no heavy work to be done by manpower.

Bian Rui got the strength to work, that is, he waited for the harvester's warehouse to be full, pushed the two-wheeled cart to pick up the rice, and then sent it to the tractor bucket next to it.

was busy with her work, and Aunt Nine came over.

"Little Nineteen, your car at home is air-conditioned, right?" Aunt Nine asked.

Bian Rui nodded and said, "Yes, it can be refrigerated, what can you help with?"

"There are a few acres of small melons planted at home, and your uncle and I are going to sell them farther away, the money given by the melon dealer is too small" Aunt Jiu's face was a little not good, and it was estimated that the price given by the melon dealer was too much worse than her expectations.

The little melon Bian Rui knew that the green skin that was not round and not slippery was only about a catty, so he asked: "No, the melon is not cheap, and the pearl is more than ten yuan a catty."

"So I'm going to sell it farther away, and the melon dealer will give you a pound of nine cents, isn't it a joke?" Aunt Jiu replied.

"Lao Jiu's family, it's not cost-effective for you to pull it there, how much does it cost to go too high-speed? When you get to the people's place, you come down in a mess, you work hard for several days, and you can't make much more money, and you don't go to the wholesale market, it's not easy to sell, if you go to the wholesale market......?

"What should I do then?" Aunt Nine was a little undecided when Aunt Seven said this.

This situation is also a common phenomenon, farmers grow something in the field can not afford to sell at a price, the public can not afford to eat vegetables in the vegetable field, the money has been earned by the intermediate links, not to mention anything else, just look at the rent of a stall in the major vegetable fields in the city, not to mention the various links on the road, after increasing the size layer by layer, to the table of the citizens, one or two cents and a pound of cabbage in the field has become more than a piece, it is so magical.