Chapter 13: Zhang Mute

I don't know why my father, who has always advocated that knowledge is enough, is abnormal, and Xiao Xu, who was scolded for no reason, is very aggrieved.

But there are more people than him.

That's Wang Feng.

was originally happy to move to a new home, not to mention how beautiful it was in Wang Feng's heart. The matter went on for half a month, and the entire forest farm knew that he and Li Qing had a quarrel because of the house. This thing is not very glorious, and if there is no result after a lot of trouble, it will be even more embarrassing.

Fortunately, I now live in two big houses and have a big yard anyway.

But before this joy lasted for a morning, Wang Feng learned from the neighbors who had returned from going to Xitou that Li You was looking for a bricklayer to help build a new house!

At the moment, she was on fire.

How did I look at the two new houses that were pleasing to the eye just now, but now I look at how I panic!

With anger in my heart, the action of packing up things is also bigger. Thinking of the smiling and sarcastic look on her face when the neighbors around her told her that the Li family was about to build a new house, she felt more and more aggrieved.

The work on his hands quickly escalated from pushing and shoving to falling.

Next to the stove, there was a crackling sound.

"Li Qing, what do you mean by your parents?" Breaking five or six plates into pieces, Wang Feng threw his apron and walked to Li Qing who was cleaning up the yard in a huff.

"Yesterday I said I didn't have any money, but today I started a new house. What does it mean to send me to the old house?"

Li Qing didn't care about her, and the work in his hands didn't stop, but he just said in a sullen voice: "Didn't you listen to the neighbors, the money was earned by the second child himself, not his parents." ”

"I don't believe it! Li Lao Erping has earned enough money for the house for more than ten days without saying a word, fooling his aunt and grandmother!" Wang Feng kicked the pile of debris that Li Qing had just swept up and scattered it around.

She gasped, and her thin hand like a willow branch pointed to the west: "You go, tell your parents, my Wang Feng didn't let people step on and bully you when she married into your family!"

Originally, Wang Feng forced the family out of the old house and squeezed his own room, and Li Qing was already enough in his heart. Just now when he learned that Li Xian had made a lot of money in the past few days and remembered the two new houses, he just suffered a little.

I thought that Wang Feng's big house also lived, and the big yard also existed, and the family waited for two months for the new house to come up, and the days would be better.

But now, seeing that Wang Feng is still unrelenting, Li Qing feels that his life is gloomy.

The thick broom was thrown to the ground by him with a snap, "Wang Feng, what the hell do you want to do?!" The old house is what you want, and now it's for you. What do you still want to do? If you can pass it, you really don't want to do it, I'll give you the formalities now! Isn't it just a lifetime of singleness, I admit it!"

Seeing Li Qing's angry eyes and his waist straightened, Wang Feng sat on the ground with his butt and screamed.

In fact, she also knew in her heart that things had developed to this point because her eye sockets were shallow. But I can't swallow that breath in my heart.

In the midst of crying, she saw Li Daoyou's coffin at the back of the courtyard. I feel that all the frustrating things in the world have been spread on myself.

Just when Li Qing picked up the broom and turned around to ignore her, she stood up with a flutter, picked up the big axe and threw it at the coffin.

"Hurry up and carry this thing away for me, carry it away!"

Duang、

With her words, the big axe hit the coffin impartially. On the smooth red lacquer surface, there was suddenly a large pit.

Seeing this scene, Li Qing's eyes widened.

The population of the forest farm is not too large, and the homestead is easy to approve. Li You took a turn in the forest farm and it was almost done.

The bricklayers and carpenters who had been looking for them in the morning had also arrived at this time. More than 20 people gathered around the homestead to measure and calculate, so it was not lively.

Li Xian had never seen a brick house, so he followed everyone to watch the excitement.

After word of mouth in the neighborhood, it is now known that he earned the money for the new house. For a whole morning, Li Xian stole the limelight from Li You, as if the head of this family was yes.

Seeing him stretching his neck to watch the bricklayer draw the line, Zhang Mute, who came to help, came over. Pointing to the homestead, he bared his teeth at Li Xian and gave a thumbs up: "Abba Aba,"

"Ha," Li Xian knew that he was praising himself.

Li Xian, a dumb person, knows that it is not that he is dumb when he is left, but that he had a serious illness when he was a child, and then he couldn't speak. Unlike ordinary deaf people, he is hearing-free.

But although he can't speak, his hands are not skillful. The mind is alive, and I love to study. When I was young, I learned carpentering, and now I can do almost any job. Whoever wants to make furniture and add any objects in the forest farm, the first thing that comes to mind is Zhang Dumb.

Li Daoyun's coffin was beaten by him. Li Xian has studied that the coffin is made from two sequoias. The whole coffin was useless with a nail, it was completely riveted, but there was not a single gap. The exterior paint is as smooth as the sheet metal of later cars, and if you don't think it's something for the body, it can be said to be a folk art.

Seeing that the hunchbacked little old man in his impression was still young at this time, Li Xian laughed and gave a thumbs up.

At this moment, there was a burst of angry scolding in the courtyard not far away: "the dog!

Hearing Li Daoyun's voice, Li Xian hurriedly threw down the excitement and trotted over.

I saw that Li Daoyun's crutches were also thrown away, his beard was erected, and he jumped three feet high and scolded his mother to the east.

"Wang Ba calf! I am angry and angry at my coffin, what the fuck are you doing!"

Li Xian fixed his eyes and saw that on the red flag lacquer surface of the coffin, a large pit four inches long and one inch wide was impressive. The overall beauty of the coffin was destroyed......

Li Daoyun has lived for more than 70 years, and he always feels that his life is short. The old man is also knowledgeable, and he prepared a coffin for himself early, and waited for him to go to heaven to enjoy happiness. Where people live, the old man is not too picky, but for his coffin, it is as cute as his real home.

Now seeing the coffin that is dried and wiped every day, and it has been made like this after not seeing it for a day, the old man is really anxious.

The angry scolding attracted all the people who were working around.

Zhang was dumb and saw the chisel marks on the coffin, and then watched the old man jump and squeeze over.

"Aba, Aba," he tugged at Li Daoyun's sleeve and waved his hand, pointing to the chisel marks on the coffin, and then to himself.

Li Daoyun gasped, looked at him for a while, and understood: "You said you can cultivate?"

Zhang grinned and nodded.