When I woke up in the morning, Bian Rui danced with a copper stick for a while, and after taking a shower with sweat, I saw my grandfather walking slowly into the yard with his hands behind his back. After thinking about it carefully, I remembered that today was the time for my grandfather to teach his little great-granddaughter to practice martial arts.

"Grandpa, you're a little late!"

"Do you care about it?" Bian Rui's grandfather glanced at his grandson, and then Shi Shiran walked towards the main house.

Bian Rui is still wondering why the old man seems to be a little emotional about himself today.

As I was pondering this, I heard my grandfather's voice ring again, and it was still the kind of gentleness.

"Hey, my little girl, why are you still asleep at this time? Hurry up and go to practice with grandpa!"

As soon as Bian Rui looked up into the house, he found that his daughter immediately opened her eyes when she heard the voice of the grandfather, and then threw herself into the arms of the grandfather.

It's not enough to get into the arms of the master, and he is still muttering something vigorously, a little far away Bian Rui didn't understand, but it must be a good word, otherwise the old man can smile on his face?

Bian Rui stood by and watched for a while, then turned around and went to his own place, riding on Yan Lan's little sheep, and Bian Rui drove all the way towards the new house.

These days, Bian Rui has a lot of things on hand, first of all, the new house has been handed over, and he has to clean up inside and out. Once you've cleaned up, you have to bake it on the stove to get rid of all the moisture in the house.

The stove or something is actually to use a dry gasoline barrel, sawed into two, and then get one in each room, and burn a fire in it, this fire is going to burn vigorously, and you have to sweat behind closed doors, so that the moisture of the new house can be driven out.

Fortunately, Bian Rui provided a lot of firewood, and Wu Guanglong and Zhu Tongqiang were responsible for watching the fire, and if the fire was not prosperous, they had to add firewood, so the stove fire had been roasting for two days now, and Tiangong was also powerful, and the sun was shining brightly for these two days, so it was estimated that it should be good today.

When he arrived at the new house, Bian Rui didn't think about alarming anyone, he directly pushed open his nearest room and went in to take a look, and found that the self-leveling in the house, as well as the white ash wall on the wall, had dried out, and the stove in the house was still full of heat, and there was no one standing in the room.

Coming out of the house, Bian Rui went to the last house to take a look, and found that it was the same as the first one, and after the fire was extinguished, the house could move on to the next step.

The next step is to lay the floor, the floor on Bian Rui's side is a wooden plank, and the floor heating equipment is added under the wooden board, although it is for the apprentices, but the winter in the south of the Yangtze River is cold and cold, and the apprentices can't be forced to carry it, so the floor heating still has to be installed.

In addition to floor heating, the wall also has to do a little processing, paste the kind of thermal insulation material, the effect of the paste looks like a soft package, which is also a unified thing, two or three days can be completed.

The house is good, the rest is the furniture inside, such as Wu Guanglong and Zhu Tongqiang are ready-made, Bian Rui here decided to do it himself, and he doesn't do any bells and whistles, that is, a bed in a room, a cabinet for clothes, all of which are straight to the point, there are no lines and no patterns, the only thing that stands out is that the materials used are all solid wood, all of them are solid oak furniture, and there is no moisture at all.

Now Bian Rui has almost laid all the materials, and all that remains is to move the materials here to splic.

"Bian Rui!"

"Auntie, why did you get up so early?"

When Bian Rui was about to leave, he saw the old man Wu Guanglong's wife get off the RV, smiled at him and said hello, so he asked after returning the salute.

The old lady said happily, "Have you seen it?"

"After seeing it, the fire is extinguished, and there is no need to roast it with fire," Bian Rui said.

"Our old man also said that it will be fine today, and last night I called the people from the floor heating company to come over today, by the way, have you made all your furniture?

Bian Rui replied: "Where is my furniture, it's easy to go straight! When the time comes, you can transport it like this, it's all boxy." By the way, what about the old man?"

"I went for a run early in the morning with two dogs, and it was almost time to come back," said the old lady.

Bian Rui said: "Then you are busy, and if someone from the floor heating company comes, I will come again."

"Okay, then I'll ask the old man to call you!" said the old lady.

After speaking, the old lady remembered one more thing, and asked Bian Rui: "Xiao Bian, don't be in a hurry to leave, let me ask you something again, didn't you say that you raised pigs, have you bought the piglets?"

Bian Rui waved his hand and said: "Not yet, I didn't send it last time, there is a problem with the pig cubs, wait for two days and wait for the town to meet the market, I am ready to pick it myself."

Uncle here in the matter of buying pigs is extremely weak, of course, there are also this period of time pig prices are too expensive factors, now foreign pigs are more than 20 pounds, local pork are over 40, a small pig cub is more expensive than the normal time is twice as expensive as usual, Uncle feels uneconomical. Last time, he was going to send it, but the pig breed had an accident again, and he was given a hybrid pig. And Bian Ruiruo's local old pig, the meat on his face is full of folds, and the pig's eyes are almost invisible.

Although this kind of pig is not as big as the foreign pig and has a high meat yield, it tastes good, whether it is made of ham or salted meat, it is much better than the big white pig on the market.

"Just then, call our old man, and he will go with you and help you buy two pigs!" said the old lady.

"Okay!" Bian Rui said.

While the two were talking, the old man Wu turned around from the intersection with a trot.

Far away, the old man greeted Bian Rui and me: "Bian Rui, come over so early."

"Come and see, how long have you run, and your whole body is almost soaked" Bian Rui asked with a smile when he saw that the old man seemed to have been fished out of the water.

Old man Wu Guanglong said: "From here all the way to the Qinglong Slope over there, I played back and forth!"

"Yo, that road is not short, almost more than eight miles," Bian Rui said.

"Hmm!" the old man came to Bian Rui's side and slowly stopped.

The old lady saw it and brought a towel to the old man, and the old man wiped his face, anyway, the temperature is getting higher day by day, and the time in the morning is more than ten degrees and almost twenty degrees, and it is not easy to catch a cold, so the old man did not go back to the RV to change clothes, but chatted with Bian Rui for a while.

"Auntie told me about buying pigs, in two days, when the yard is ready, let's go together, and I will come and call you when the time comes," Bian Rui said.

"It's up to you to buy pigs, but I want to ask, where is there a bamboo sale here, I'm going to plant bamboo in a small yard, can't live without bamboo!"

The old man's family is much more concerned about the small courtyard than Bian Rui, and Bian Rui is the least concerned among the people, you look at the old man, the house is not good, and the stone table and stone bench have been booked, and even the stone at the entrance of the courtyard is ready.

What people are asking for is an antique taste, the door is not a lock pin, but a knocker, and there is no pin in the house, the door nest is used, and the guy squeaks when he turns. Bian Rui felt that if possible, the old man would not use electricity, and it would be his liking to light the oil lamp directly.

Anyway, Bian Rui couldn't stand the sound of the doors and windows, so he honestly installed the door frame and hinges.

Bian Rui listened and replied directly: "What do you like, if there is one near here, you can dig it directly!"

"That's not good, is it?"

"It's okay, bamboo is a good thing, if you like it, just dig it, as long as you don't go to other people's yards to dig it," Bian Rui said.

How can there be a lack of bamboo in the territory of the south of the Yangtze River, as long as you pay attention to the shadow of bamboo in front of the roadside, such as Bian Rui's hometown, there are three kinds of bamboo, the huge kind is called Mao bamboo, which can grow to the thickness of the sea bowl, and there is a kind of thin bamboo, which is the kind of small bamboo that Bian Rui often uses for fishing, and the height is generally three or four meters high.

There is also a kind between the bamboo and the thin bamboo, the bamboo looks a little strange, each section is the middle of the micro drum on both sides of the close to the bamboo when the harvest is closed, the locals call it sweet bamboo. This kind of bamboo is mainly used to eat bamboo shoots, and it can provide fresh bamboo shoots to the villagers almost all year round, but the taste of bamboo shoots in each season is completely different.

"If you still don't feel at ease, go directly to the door of my house and dig as much as you want," Bian Rui said again.

"If you have it, I'll just dig up a dozen or so plants and plant them in the yard to be elegant!"

Let the old man say this, Bian Rui suddenly wanted to eat bamboo shoots a little, a little greedy for duck stewed spring bamboo shoots! Although Bian Rui didn't like to eat duck too much, the only exception was duck stewed spring bamboo shoots.

Boom!

Thinking of this, Bian Rui couldn't help but swallow his saliva.

"Then you two are busy, I'll go home," Bian Rui said, got on his motorcycle, and started it and headed to the village.

As soon as he entered the village, Bian Rui slowed down the speed of his motorcycle, and his eyes couldn't stop looking at the river on both sides.

Bian Rui doesn't know what other places say, but in his hometown, ducks belong to meat food, you are like chickens and geese are vegetarian, ducks especially like to eat small fish and shrimp, and in this small river at the gate of Bianjia Village, the most important thing is small fish and small shrimp, so the ducks are absolutely good.

Now the ducks in the river are flocks, each with a different mark, some have a little red on the head, some are wiped with a basket, and some are not on the head, but on the body, or on the wings, this is the way for the villagers to distinguish their own ducks from other ducks.

The river is now a big duck with a small duck, Bian Rui naturally won't eat the duckling, now it's less than a catty, except that the bones are bones, now Bian Rui is aiming at the old duck, and it is also a gray-winged old duck, this old duck is used to stew spring bamboo shoots, the taste is the best.

In the end, Bian Rui found that the ducks were still well raised by themselves, with an average size of almost half a circle more than others, with large webbed ducks, a yellow mouth like jade, white feathers on their bodies, and gray flying feathers on their wings.

Bian Rui took a fancy to a duck, parked the car at the door of his house, and went into the yard to copy a net pocket out.

When he came to the river, Bian Rui began to wave his net pocket to put the duck on it.

The duck quacked and immediately summoned the grandmother in the yard.

"What are you doing, how old are you and still chasing ducks to play!" said the grandmother with a smile when she saw that it was her grandson.

"I'm going to set a duck, and let's eat duck stewed spring bamboo shoots at noon," Bian Rui said.

As soon as the grandmother heard this, she immediately said, "Where is the duck delicious at this time, eat something else!"

Grandma is a little unhappy, although the grandson is good, but the duck is now taking the duckling, the duckling just bought this year has just changed its moult, how can it be done without the old duck.

"Just one!" Bian Rui held up a finger.

"Not one, it's all counted, who laid the eggs if you ate the mother duck?" When the time comes, you won't eat the salted duck eggs?...... "Grandma said.

Bian Rui looked at himself and said that he didn't think about his own ducks, and other people's ducks were even worse, others might agree for the sake of face, but Bian Rui couldn't do this.

What if you want to eat ducks, but you can't eat your own house? Bian Rui quickly hit the idea on the head of the wild duck, and as for whether he broke the law or not, the gluttonous worms in his stomach came up, so he couldn't care about it.