The wooden tractor made by Qiao Qi'an has completely made him popular in the brigade for the past two days, and many children dream of having such a toy.

There was an old man who loved his grandson, so he took the wood and wages and went to the door to ask Qiao Qi'an to make it.

Qiao Qi'an didn't agree, because of his background, he didn't like to have too much contact with the people in the team.

If he had agreed to help with the production, who knows if these people would have beaten up afterwards?

Qiao Qi'an doesn't do it, although these people complain a little, but they don't do anything, in the countryside, many people will do some carpentry, anyway, the car is not difficult to look at, and it will be upside down.

Qiao Jiayue thought it was interesting when she looked at it, but there were no children at home, otherwise she would have wanted to customize a car that looked like an animal, which would be beautiful and fun.

In the blink of an eye, it was Chinese New Year's Eve, and early in the morning, someone was setting off firecrackers, which had not happened at all in the past ten years.

The whole team was filled with a cheerful atmosphere, the children cheered, the adults laughed, although they were busy, their hearts were extremely satisfied, the hard work of the year ended, isn't it just for this year?

However, to Qiao Jiayue's surprise, at noon, the brigade actually opened the ancestral hall.

Now the cadres of this brigade headquarters are all members of the Gaoshan Brigade, and no one opposes the opening of the ancestral hall.

In the past few years, the ancestral hall has been well preserved, but the carvings on the beams and columns have faded due to lack of maintenance, and they are blurry and cannot be seen clearly.

There are several black-lacquered tables of eight immortals in the ancestral hall, where the ancestor worship on Chinese New Year's Eve is held.

Because of the small place, only the elderly of the family and the head of the family went in, and everyone else waited outside.

Qiao Jiayue walked around, and the entrance to the underground passage on this side of the ancestral hall had been sealed.

Until now, she still hasn't figured out how Qiao Zhengying got in, is it really a coincidence?

She heard Qiao's father say that Qiao Zhengying had smuggled out of the country, was what he said true?

However, these things were obviously not accessible to them, and Father Qiao did not want them to be in touch.

As for what to do with this underground passage, let's wait a few decades, and at that time, maybe it can be presented as an ancient ruin.

Qiao Jiayue turned around, and then turned to the mountain, the trees on the mountain have grown for several years, and the mountain behind the ancestral hall has been lush and green.

But if these trees want to return to the way they were before the steelmaking, it will be easy to cut down a century-old tree, but it will be difficult to grow.

The top of the mountain is relatively gentle, Qiao Jiayue walked and found that the other side of the hillside is steeper, but bayberry is planted in many places.

It was only then that she noticed one thing, except for the bayberry trees that had grown into the team, many hillsides were planted with bayberry saplings.

Is the brigade planning to turn the brigade into a bayberry village?

Qiao Jiayue pondered, this is a good idea, but the process of making bayberry candied fruit in the team has to be changed, and it is best to build a factory, which is more standardized.

Just as she was thinking, there was a burst of firecrackers from the ancestral hall, and when the worship was over, she began to walk down the mountain.

"Yue'er, where have you been?" Qiao Hongyuan asked, in the brigade, personal safety is still guaranteed.

"I went to the mountain behind the ancestral hall. Qiao Jiayue explained, "I see that the brigade has planted a lot of bayberry seedlings, and in the future, our brigade is afraid that it will become a famous bayberry village." ”

"I don't have a problem with changing the name to Yangmei Village. Qiao Hongyuan said indifferently.

Qiao Jiayue made Qiao Hongyuan's words amused, "It's impossible to change your name." ”

"I was thinking, this bayberry tree is so tall and planted in the middle of the mountain, and it is a little too dangerous to pick it. ”

"The brigade will solve the problem by itself, and this problem will be solved later. Having said that, Qiao Hongyuan knew that this was not easy to solve.

Because they grow tall varieties, they are inherently dangerous, and bayberry is a fruit that is easily injured and cannot be picked in the same way as dates.

In the future, the development of the brigade will be limited, but Qiao Hong is far from saying this, after all, everyone has not considered these now.

The brother and sister left the ancestral hall along the flow of people, and then walked to Grandpa Qiao's house, although the ancestral hall had been worshipped, but the hall of the family had to come again.

Qiao Jiayue didn't stay at Grandpa Qiao's house for a long time, and she slipped away before it was over, anyway, she didn't have anything to do if she stayed.

Qiao Hongliang was at home, nesting by the stove to keep warm, and the bone broth in the pot was bubbling.

"Third brother, what are you doing?" Qiao Jiayue took a stool and sat next to him, and reached out to the mouth of the stove to warm up.

Qiao Hongliang didn't speak, and handed the paper in his hand to Qiao Jiayue.

She looked down and saw that the parts of various plants, as well as the number and processing methods, were written on it, "Does the third brother plan to make paper?"

Qiao Hongyuan nodded, "Yes, this is the one I found from the formula, but the details are relatively brief, and I have to study it several times to determine the ratio." ”

"Does the third brother need my help?" Qiao Jiayue thought, after the New Year, it will not be far from them going to school, can the third brother finish it in time?

"Not for the time being, I plan to collect the materials first and bring them to Beijing before doing it. ”

"If you need the tools, you have to be ready to bring them with you. Qiao Jiayue prompted.

"My teacher has a set of paper-making tools, and I just need to collect enough raw materials. ”

After Qiao Hongliang finished speaking, he continued to bow his head and think.

Qiao Jiayue didn't bother him, she looked at the remaining dishes in the kitchen, estimated the time when Qiao's mother came back, and planned to fry two green vegetables.

Almost without thinking about it, Qiao's father must have stayed there to accompany the old man to eat, every year, everyone is used to it.

However, to Qiao Jiayue's surprise, Qiao's father and Qiao's mother came back together, and they didn't stay there to eat.

"Abba, aren't you going to eat with your grandparents this year?"

"Well, not eating. Qiao's father nodded, but he didn't say anything specific.

Qiao Jiayue didn't ask much, and was busy with a hot meal with Qiao's mother.

After lunch, it was already more than one o'clock, and the family began to be busy, washing hair, bathing, washing clothes, etc.

But now that the child is older, many things can help, Qiao's mother is a lot easier, and when the Chinese New Year's Eve meal is ready, it is even earlier than in previous years.

It's a pity that Qiao Hongzhi is not at home, otherwise it would be more perfect.

After eating the Chinese New Year's Eve dinner, someone stepped on the night with the dim light.

Qiao Jiayue has electricity and a radio at home, hasn't it become a good place to go on Chinese New Year's Eve?

When outsiders are there, the three siblings can't go to the basement, stay in their own rooms, and do their own things.

Qiao Jiayue looked at the book, but she couldn't read it very well, and the sound of conversation in the living room drifted into her ears from time to time.

She picked up the book and went next door to find her two brothers, they were playing chess, and the fight between you and me was so lively.

She sighed, none of her friends who could talk had come back, and this year was a bit boring!

Qiao's father moved out of the radio, the one produced by Zhile Factory, and the one that Qiao Hongyuan took back, there is only this one in the entire brigade, which can be envied by everyone, which is many times better than the one in the brigade headquarters.

Clear singing voices came out of the radio, the voices of everyone talking gradually decreased, immersed in the music, and some people would hum a few words along, and the expression was as pleasant as it was.