"Teacher, you were bitten by a snake, I don't know if the poison is clean yet, I think, it's better to go to a big hospital to have a look, otherwise I won't worry." Guan Xiangfeng said.

Qiu Xiaoye also said: "Teacher, I think what Guan Xiangfeng said makes sense, besides, your leg is broken, you have to go to the hospital to see it." ”

"Okay, you two don't talk about it, I know my leg. As for poison, I believe in that long way. And I also like the feeling of being in the village, quiet and peaceful, really going to the hospital, too much trouble. In addition, if you want to stay, remember to pay for food and accommodation. We can't eat and drink other people's food for nothing, and it's shameful to consume kindness. Jiang Zhou said.

"Oh, teacher, look at what you said, are we like that?" Qiu Xiaoye smiled bitterly.

Guan Xiangfeng followed: "That's it, don't worry, teacher, we won't eat and drink in vain." ”

"Alright, let's go out, I'll be alone quietly. Jiang Zhou began to drive people away.

Guan Xiangfeng, Qiu Xiaoye, and Fan Qing retreated.

"Oh, this countryside is good, the air is fresh, look at the mountains in the distance, there are many characteristics. Fan Qing, you guys came out this time, didn't you have less fun?" Guan Xiangfeng stretched his waist and pointed to the Tongtian Mountain Road in the distance.

"Play, play a fart, almost died in the mountains. Okay, I won't tell you, I'm going to prepare hot water for the teacher's feet to soak in. After speaking, Fan Qing left.

"Slap the fart......!" Guan Xiangfeng looked at Fan Qing's back and scolded in a low voice.

"People can at least shoot it, and they have become the teacher's personal disciples. Qiu Xiaoye also said a little sourly.

"Don't talk about this, upset, go, go around. After Guan Xiangfeng finished speaking, he walked out.

Qiu Xiaoye thought about it, shook his head and said, "Forget it, the teacher is still sick and needs someone to take care of him." Fan Qing is definitely not clumsy, you can go by yourself. ”

"Whatever you want. Guan Xiangfeng waved his hand and was already out of the yard.

Guan Xiangfeng's heart was really unhappy, he asked himself that he didn't have to be Fan Qing's nerd weak chicken in all aspects, but the teacher Jiang Zhou took Fan Qing as a personal disciple and taught Fan Qing various crafts hand in hand. I have taken Fan Qing into the mountains to select materials more than once before, but I have never taken him once.

"Damn, what's so good about that weak chicken? If you want money, you don't have money, you want nothing, waste one!" Guan Xiangfeng muttered in his heart and scolded.

At this moment, the sound of sawing wood came from a distance, and at the same time, I heard someone scolding angrily: "Song Ergou, you are" "A waste, I asked you to grind the bamboo slowly, you actually used a chainsaw directly! Get out!" The voice was as loud as a bell.

Then an aggrieved voice sounded: "You only said it was broken, but you didn't say it was broken......"

"Are you still talking back? If you don't learn anymore, don't you learn to fuck off!" the loud voice sounded again.

Guan Xiangfeng was curious and leaned over.

The walls of people in the Northeast are generally not high, and Guan Xiangfeng can see the situation in the courtyard when he stands on the street, and he just saw a few villagers sitting in the courtyard, holding sections of bamboo in their hands, and carving patterns on them with a carving knife. On the other side, an old man was chasing a man with a cap running all over the ground, and everyone was watching and coaxing, some of them were cheering, and some of them were telling to run faster......

Outcome......

"Shut up for me! Whoever makes any more trouble, get out of here and go home!" The old man was angry, and with a roar, everyone collectively shut up.

Seeing this, Guan Xiangfeng was interested, leaned on the wall, and watched from afar.

Song Ergou was also caught by the old man, raised his hand to the buttocks is two sticks, and Song Ergou screamed: "Oh, Ma Cripple, you are too ruthless...... Ah...... It hurts!"

Although the horse is called lame, he is actually not lame, his legs and feet are neat, but he is used to walking for a while, and after a pause, it looks like he has a problem with his feet, so he has this nickname.

The lame horse glared at Song Ergou and said, "Song Ergou, you get out of the way, pull the calf again, break your dog's legs, and don't want to learn my craft in the future." ”

Song Ergou immediately pretended to be good, what is the most valuable thing in the village? Of course, bamboo!

It is good to rely on bamboo to open a farmhouse, but now Yizhishan is not famous enough, and the people who come are all regular customers in the county, and there are still very few people from Montenegro City. The village and every family are farmhouses, although there are many people who come, but after everyone shares it equally, the income is not much. On the contrary, the lame horse has nothing to do and tinkers with some bamboo mats, pen holders and other bamboo product gadgets, which sell well.

So everyone came to learn technology, big money and small money are money, and what you learn is earned.

Ma Cripple doesn't hide his selfishness, he is a loner, has no wife, no children, and he can't bring his skills into the coffin. Moreover, he doesn't pursue anything to make a lot of money, just a little money to get by. Of course, the villagers don't learn in vain, and the lame horses don't charge money, but all kinds of firewood, rice, oil, salt, good wine, and good meat, everyone has them, and basically they don't have to worry about food and clothing.

In addition to the lame horses, the village also hired some carving masters, but unfortunately, these people cherished their craft, hid them one by one, and did not teach people at all. Therefore, the craft of the lame horse is not the best, but it has become the only place for everyone to learn. With this craft, the status of the lame man has risen, and he has wine to drink wherever he goes, and his small life is beautiful.

After getting Song Ergou, Ma Cripple took a bamboo tube and said, "Okay, open your eyes to you guys, and carve a Zen pen holder for everyone today." If you want to talk about carving, although I understand, but we didn't have bamboo before, I am also a blind man, don't expect me to give you detailed teaching, I can only show you, you can learn as much as you can learn, everything depends on understanding. ”

"Cripple horse, don't say this, it's good if you can teach everyone, we are not picky eaters. What's more, the three stinkers have competed against Zhuge Liang, and those carving masters are hiding and tucking, so let's get together and study and study, maybe the craftsmanship will soon surpass them. ”

"That is, there is great strength in numbers, let's call it teamwork!"

"Yes, yes, yes......"

The crowd followed the way.

Ma Cripple nodded, began to carve, while carving said: "Actually, carving cold bamboo is very simple, even simpler than carving ordinary wood, go up the mountain to cut a section of fresh bamboo, and then use a pen to outline what you want to carve, the rest is patient effort, slowly carve." It's a slow job that takes time and patience, so don't rush and take your time......"

At this, there was a sudden burst of laughter from the side.

Although he didn't speak, the mockery in the laughter was very obvious. The lame man and the others were suddenly unhappy, and the lame man thought that the group of crop men were laughing at him, and was about to open his mouth to scold, but when he saw it, it turned out to be a strange face, tall and big, dressed very fashionably, black T-shirt, with a tiger printed on it, the tiger's mouth was open, and he didn't know what it had bitten. The man had a mustache and a ponytail on the back of his head, which would be artistic if it was placed in the city, but in the village.

"Whose girl is this, she has eaten too much hormones, and she has grown a beard. Song Ergou opened his mouth and said.