Before entering the house, Bian Rui had already felt the liveliness in the yard, and the sound of laughter and laughter spread to the outside of the yard, which made people feel a lot better all of a sudden.

"I'm back, come two people to help me unload the goods!" Bian Rui drove the three-wheeled motorcycle into the yard and shouted at the top of his voice.

Mo Sheng, who was the first to run out, didn't know what to do in the hall, and when he heard Bian Rui's voice, he immediately ran out of the house with a dozen cotton curtains.

"Oh, Master, what is this?" Mo Sheng asked as he looked at the tall piles of wood on the three wheels.

"The table, the dining table, just right, come and help me unload these things and move them to the kitchen," Bian Rui said.

Mo Sheng nodded: "Okay!"

After saying that, he came over to help, and after a while, the old man Wu also came to help, and the three of them quickly moved all the components to the kitchen.

After moving things, the two stayed behind to help Bian Rui assemble these components.

"Master, which piece is this?" Mo Sheng asked Bian Rui with the board.

Bian Rui glanced at it: "This is the table panel, haven't you seen the panel written on it?"

"What about this?"

"This is a wooden beam, set up under the panel," Bian Rui explained as he did not stop his work.

There is no problem with the old man Wu, he has been helping Bian Rui with his work, the old man is quite talented in carpentry, and some things have not been seen by Bian, as soon as Bian Rui explained to the old man, he knew that he was much stronger than Mo Sheng.

Waiting for the legs to be roughly presented with the frame, the shelf of this big table suddenly frightened the old man Wu: "Your table is so big?"

"Yes, what can I do if it's small, now there is no problem for twenty people to sit comfortably at this table" Bian Rui is still very proud of his work.

"How do you eat at such a long table?" does it mean that you eat Western food at every meal?" asked the old man again.

Bian Rui replied: "So many people eat together, where can it be as fine as four or five people, and the New Year is a lively one, and at the same time eat meat and drink wine in a big bowl, which can reflect the meaning of the New Year.

"That's right!" said the old man.

The food sharing system is not acceptable to everyone now, especially the old-fashioned people, they feel that they are not sick, why should they share food, once they are sick, the family can isolate the infection by sharing the food alone?

What they say is true, sharing food does not necessarily stop the spread of diseases between family members, but at least there is nothing wrong with paying more attention to hygiene, for example, in Bianjia Village, half of the families have adopted the food sharing system, and half of the families are diehards.

There is no problem on the side of the Rui family, and there is no problem on the side of the Banpo courtyard, whether it is the old man Wu or the old man Yan, they are all good comrades who have undergone revolutionary education, and as soon as the country advocates it, they will naturally support it.

So now everyone eats a big pot of rice together, not the big pot rice of the past, but a big pot of meals, chopsticks and spoons get into their own bowls, and they don't need to eat other people's saliva at all.

"By the way, can this thing be dismantled in the future?" asked the old man again.

Old Man Wu is very curious about this big table, he also admires Bian Rui's craftsmanship, although he thinks that Bian Rui has everything else except cooking and playing the guqin, although he has a good look, but it has not reached a certain level, and he cannot be called an expert, but he must not admit that Bian Rui has what he looks like when he plays anything.

It's like this table is decently made, and it can't find fault or pick out, it's just such a stable table. To put it bluntly, there is no sense of design.

Bian Rui didn't know that the old man was muttering about this in his heart, if he knew that he would refute it, in fact, the usual utensils, as long as they were functional, the first thing with bells and whistles was useless, the second was that it would get uglier and uglier after looking at it for a long time, and the third was troublesome to take care of.

Now the design environment is all about subtraction, how can there be addition.

"Demolition naturally can't be dismantled, all the structures are actually locked up as soon as they are assembled, and after a long time, the wood swells slightly after being soaked in oil and water, and it directly seems to grow together," Bian Rui said proudly.

Old Man Wu then asked a question: "Then what if I want to move this table out in the future?"

"......" Bian Rui was stopped by Master Wu.

After thinking for a while, Bian Rui scratched his head and organized the language: "What is it doing when you have nothing to do? I designed this table according to the space on this side of the kitchen."

The first few small courtyards in the Banpo courtyard are the same. The east side is the kitchen, the west side is the wing room reserved for guests to use, the middle of the main house is the hall, and there are two rooms on each side, which is a typical small courtyard style in the countryside. The kitchen here is not only for cooking, but also for dining, and of course guests who are too formal have to go to the hall and use the tables over there.

said so much, in fact, Bian Rui didn't think about how to move out at all, what he had in the space was materials, move a wool, cut it directly as firewood, and then redo it.

"You haven't thought about how you're going to move it out of here in the future, are you?" said the old man.

Now he saw Bian Rui's embarrassed face, and he didn't know how to drop it, and he felt a burst of relief in his heart for no reason, as if he saw Bian Rui eating and deflating the stuffiness that he had accumulated in his chest and suddenly released a lot.

"I really haven't thought about it, originally I thought that this thing would be placed here, and if there are many guests at home in the future, it can also be used as a bed" Bian Rui started to talk nonsense.

Old Man Wu laughed when he heard this: "You heard that who walks on the table of relatives living in people's houses, you can really talk about it!"

"I'll just say this, anyway, I can't change it now if I want to, if Hu Shuo comes over next spring, if I don't like it, just chop it and burn it as firewood," Bian Rui said with a smile.

Old Man Wu shook his head: "This material is so good that it is burned as firewood, you kid! I really don't know what to say about you."

Bian Rui smiled, snapped his fingers, and motioned for Mo Sheng to continue handing him the ingredients.

The last is the board of the desktop, each board of the desktop is thirty centimeters wide, one meter five long, the thickness is about two centimeters, after putting together, the old man Wu found that the patterns on the wood are connected, the overall look seems to have a bit of the taste of landscape painting, the texture of the wood actually has a feeling of going deep and simple, which is very in line with the essence of Chinese painting.

"It's rare, it's rare, I think if the host's family knew the goods, they would rather tear down this house than split this table.

Hehe, Bian Rui smiled softly and pushed the last panel into the jam, finally closed the edge, and gently took the Lin hammer and slowly knocked along the edge of the fence, and the wedge on the table leg came out directly, Bian Rui stopped at this time, took out a knife and gently repaired the wedge, and then wiped it a few times with a small sandpaper.

"That's it!" Bian Xian reached out and gently stroked the table.

"Okay?"

The mother-in-law, who was busy with work, heard Bian Rui say that it was done, and immediately ran over to take a look.

"What a big table! Having said that, our Chinese-style furniture looks comfortable, and it has its own momentum, by the way, if you have time, you can make one for me, don't be so big."

The mother-in-law spoke, how could Bian Rui refuse, and immediately agreed: "You tell me the size, and I'll do it for you."

"When I go back, I'll measure it and send it to you, just so that Ke can be used as a writing table."

"When did you learn this?" asked Bian Rui with a smile.

The mother-in-law smiled and said: "I want to use your father's, but every time he uses the calligraphy and painting table, he will say that I messed up his east, and I like it very much when I see your table, so I want to ask you to come back as a calligraphy and painting table."

"Well, you have already said this! After the New Year, I will send you a table at the top ten, a set, with a table and chairs, and then I will give you a small tea table in front of you, and put it in your small study, when the little sun shines in, you write and paint and come to tea, the taste is really beautiful......" Bian Rui said with a smile.

When the mother-in-law heard this, her eyes turned into a crescent moon: "As long as you can speak, okay, let's go and rest!"

The old lady turned around and left, took two steps and glanced back at the table, and muttered, "There is no chair for this table."

Bian Rui looked at his mother-in-law Zhile.

When Bian Rui was talking to his mother-in-law here, he didn't notice the expression of the old man Wu, and the old man walked out with his hands behind his back after hearing two sentences.

Waiting for Bian Rui to go out, Mo Sheng came to Bian Rui's side.

"Master, Old Man Wu seems to have something on his mind."

Bian Rui said: "You are quite gossip about things that you shouldn't be in charge of!" The old man happily said that he wanted to go back to Mingzhu for the New Year, and now he is coming back with an unhappy face, it must be because his children's problems have not been overdone, and his heart is not happy, let's not mention this matter."

"What do these people think" Mo Sheng muttered: "Foreign countries are like that, there is no better than us, why can't you come back one or two, you look at the old man Wu, see a child running on the ground, eyes and can be with the child ......for a long time."

"Okay, you talk a lot!" Bian Rui said.

Bian Rui also knew why Old Man Wu moved over the first one, and the two of them were still lonely. When I met other people's children when I met Mingzhu, who dared to move, the gold was expensive, but in Bianjia Village, the half-sized little doll, the old man was rare and tight, and he could hug and tease, no parent would say this or that, and a group of people got together, there was fun and fun, it was much better than the two old people staying in the small courtyard of Mingzhu who wanted their children and grandchildren.