Canghai looked at the peace of playing with the tiger head and the iron head, and always felt that something was blocked in his heart: trouble!

Sitting on the small bench in the kitchen, Canghai looked up and saw Hu Shijie holding a cigarette pot in his mouth, and a small cloth bag containing tobacco shreds was tied to the cigarette pot, and he was walking towards his house.

stood up from the small bench, stretched out his hand to get a small bench for Hu Shijie, and motioned for the old man to sit down.

Hu Shijie waved his hand and squatted under the kitchen shed by himself, smoking a cigarette without saying a word, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

Canghai also had a heart, so naturally he didn't open his mouth to speak, so the old and the young were so relatively silent, and the air was a little dignified.

After smoking a bag of cigarettes, Hu Shijie finished the tobacco pot, then put on new tobacco leaves, lit the fire and smoked and said to Canghai: "The old lady took away the money of peace."

"I know, Ping An just said" Canghai nodded slightly, indicating that he knew about it.

Hu Shijie was silent for a few seconds, then looked up at Canghai and said: "This is also a matter of no way, I am afraid that there is no hope for Ping An to find a mother-in-law in this life, and now the old family is coming to An." It's not easy to marry a mother-in-law now, let's just say that on our side, the whole set of bride price is 7788 and goes down, there is nothing in the early 200,000s, and it is not possible at all, and all the old and young have to peel off the skin ...... when they marry a mother-in-law."

Canghai listened and did not interrupt Hu Shijie's words.

Canghai knows that this is the truth, now it is really worth this price to marry a daughter-in-law here, the bride price is not 100,000, there must be 80,000, the requirements are a little higher, a new house must be three or four hundred thousand in the county, even if it is not in the county seat, how to say that a small yard in the town will cost ten tens of thousands, plus a car, the cost of marrying a daughter-in-law is not a small pressure for any family.

Hu Shijie continued: "What the eldest lady said is also right, come to An'an to get it here, they can do a good job of Ping'an, even if Ping'an can't marry a daughter-in-law, and when he arrives, Ping'an and his family can help out."

Canghai listened and asked directly: "Grandpa Hu, do you believe this?"

As for Lai'an's temperament, Hu Mingshan and his family may not necessarily count on it in the future, and they still want to take care of peace?

“……”。

Hu Shijie was speechless by Canghai's words.

How could Hu Shijie not know what kind of character his grandson came to An, now following Hu Mingshan's two sons, finding a job for him is either too hard or too tired, or he dislikes that the salary given by others is not high enough, and the standard is not high or low, and now he is gnawing at the old for most of the year, even if he goes to work outside, Hu Mingshan and his family have to post a big few hundred and one thousand every month, this kind of person has problems supporting himself, and he can still hope to be hired in the future.

But Hu Shijie is not easy to say, because both Ping'an and Lai'an are his grandsons, and now they are about to reach the age of marrying a daughter-in-law, and they can't count on peace, so they can only count on peace.

At this time, Li Licheng, who was chopping bamboo, came back, carrying a dozen or so long bamboos on his shoulders, the bamboo is not thick, that is, the thickness of almost two fingers, and the branches on the bamboo have been cut off, leaving only a little head of the bamboo and some small broken branches.

The old man carried the bamboo steadily to the kitchen door of Canghai's house, and put the bamboo on his shoulder on the ground with a crooked shoulder.

"Brother, Haiwazi"

Li Licheng greeted the two, walked to the side of the two, and took out the cigarette in his pocket and dispersed it.

"What are you doing here, serious?"

Li Licheng actually wanted Canghai to take a look, the old man was particular about the bundle of bamboos he cut, and he deliberately came to Canghai to go around, in fact, he told Canghai that I cut more than a dozen bamboos in your house.

Hu Shijie briefly said this matter.

Li Licheng pouted when he heard this: "Brother, it's not me who provokes, we're not too young, maybe one night we will fall asleep as soon as we lie down in bed, what if you have anything long and two short, what about peace? Go to the town to live with Mingshan? Even if you want to go, the child has to defend himself with two dollars, right? Also, what you said about coming to An'an to take care of Ping'an, isn't that nonsense, he can't take care of himself, can you still expect him to take care of Ping'an when he has a daughter-in-law and a family in the future?"

Hu Shijie smoked a cigarette without saying a word.

The old man also knows that this idea is really more utopian than utopia, as the old saying goes, if you look old at the age of three, you will come to Ann like a bear, who can expect to wait for Hu Mingshan and his family to kick his legs, and he can still take care of this stupid brother? Not to mention coming to An, even Hu Mingshan and his Hu Shijie are not at ease.

Hu Shijie didn't seem to want to mention this matter, so he turned his head and asked, "What are you doing cutting bamboo?"

"I'm going to take advantage of the rainy season to make a few baskets or something to keep for my own use," Li said.

"Oh, don't you say I forgot, my bamboo is also broken, I'll cut some bamboo and make a new one later," Hu Shijie said.

Canghai saw Hu Shijie looking at himself and said: "Don't ask me, whoever wants to make up something to cut it yourself, anyway, as long as you don't dig the roots, I have no opinion."

There are a lot of bamboos, and as long as the bamboo whip in the ground is still there, then even if the bamboo is cut down, it won't be long before it grows.

"Okay, I'll go back and chop a few."

As he spoke, Hu Shijie stood up and prepared to leave.

Li Licheng also stood up when he saw it, and said to Canghai that I am leaving, so he carried the bamboo and followed behind Hu Shijie, and the two brothers walked back while chatting.

Seeing that the two were gone, Canghai also stood up, went back to the house, took two sharp woodcutters and walked out.

"Ping'an, stop playing, follow me to chop bamboo," Canghai said.

"Hey!" Ping'an immediately stood up happily when he heard this, took the firewood knife from Canghai's hand, and happily ran down the slope with the tiger head and iron head.

Canghai followed behind, looking at Ping An and thinking about how to help Ping An save the money in the future, but after thinking about it, he felt that this matter was difficult to do, after all, Yan Meijuan and Hu Mingshan were Ping An's old sons, and where could he, an outsider, be qualified to speak on other people's money.

After thinking about it, he didn't think of a good idea, so Canghai had to sigh and cut the bamboo with peace.

Canghai cut bamboo not to weave baskets, and he can't weave ah, Canghai cut bamboo to make shelves, some vegetables in the vegetable garden have grown, such as cucumbers, beans and other vines have to build shelves, not only these like tomatoes or something, because the fruit bears a lot, the original plant must not be able to bear such a large weight, and you have to rely on the shelf to support the fruit, otherwise when waiting for the fruit, too heavy fruit can directly put the plant down.

Canghai and Ping'an came to the small bamboo forest, the bamboo varieties in this small bamboo forest are thin, at most they will not grow longer when they are as thick as their wrists, as for what variety, Canghai forgot, because there are too many bamboos planted and I can't remember what variety, anyway, in Canghai's opinion, they are all bamboos.

Standing next to the bamboo forest and looking at it, he stretched out his hand and dragged a bamboo out, Canghai said to Ping'an: "Cut some up, almost to the waist, just cut off the top one, or waste it."

The shelves of Canghai's home are not high, counting up from what he said is almost two meters enough, and the whole bamboo is not used at all, so Canghai asked Ping'an to cut some up.

"Hmm!"

Ping'an hummed and pulled out a bamboo and fell at the bamboo body, only to hear a click, and a bamboo was cut down by him.

casually threw the cut bamboo behind him, and Ping'an immediately grabbed another bamboo and cut it hard.

Ping'an cut three here, Canghai only cut two, and he took turns to work hard, Ping'an was much more focused than Canghai. After a while, a pile of green bamboos appeared behind the brothers.

"Second brother, second brother!"

Suddenly, Ping An screamed.

Canghai stopped what he was doing, turned his head and asked, "What's wrong?"

"Second brother, there's a big rat hole here! A big rat just probed it," Ping'an said as he stretched out his hand and pointed not far in front of him.

Canghai listened and walked over with a firewood knife: "Where?"

According to the direction of Ping'an's finger, Canghai soon found a circular hole, and there were traces of rats entering and exiting near the entrance of the hole.

Suddenly, there was a childlike heart, and Canghai said to Ping'an: "Get some leaves, let's burn the mouse hole."

When Ping An heard this, he immediately smiled and said, "Okay!"

Saying that, I found something to start a fire around, the things that started the fire here in the small bamboo forest are really easy to find, even if it was not easy to find last year, it is easy to find now, the bamboo forest that has grown for a year is full of bamboo leaves that fall in the winter sun, and the dead leaves have long been dry at this time, and it is a good thing to use to start a fire.

After a while, Ping'an and Canghai made a large pile and put it at the mouth of the rat hole.

After clearing the surrounding dry fallen leaves, Canghai cleared a clearing of more than one meter at the mouth of the rat hole, and then piled the leaves back at the entrance of the cave, and took out the lighter on his body to ignite the dead leaves. If the dead leaves are ignited, you have to be careful not to let the leaves really burn, because if they are really burned, there will not be much smoke, and the dead leaves must be kept in a half-burned state, so that a large amount of smoke can be generated.

Waiting for the leaves to smoke, Canghai piled the leaves at the mouth of the mouse hole, and kept reaching out to fan the wind inside, so that the smoke from the dead leaves went down the hole to the hole.

Canghai drew a cigarette here, and Ping'an stretched his neck to look around, and soon saw a wisp of light smoke floating out three or four meters away.

"Second brother, there's a hole over there!"

Saying that, he ran over happily, stretched out his hand, and opened the hay to see another hole in the mouse hole exposed.

The rats here are very thieves, and it's not strange, all the things that can survive here are good at making a living, not only rats and weasels, but not all people are more resistant than people outside.