Lin Zijiao was a little weak-hearted, and a cheerful smile appeared on his face: "I'm going to find Di Tiening, I'm about to take the junior high school exam, I'll ask her a few questions." ”

As if she was afraid that Lin Ziyi would be unhappy, she smiled flatteringly: "Sister, haven't you been too busy lately, and I don't want to disturb you." ”

As he spoke, Lin Zijiao raised the homework book in his hand, thinking that fortunately he listened to Feng Qian's words, and brought a homework book every time he came out, otherwise he might have to show his stuffing.

That path does lead to Di Tiening's house, Lin Ziyi has no doubt about it, her sister Lin Zijiao has a straightforward personality, she is a heartless goods, she herself has something to do during this time, but she ignores her sister.

She stroked Lin Zijiao's hair apologetically, and said with a smile: "I have wronged you, and my sister will help you make up for the class when I go back at night." ”

Lin Zijiao smiled and moved his little head, rubbed his sister's hand with it, and said with a smile: "Okay, then I'll go home, see you at night." ”

Lin Ziyi watched her sister's figure turn a corner and disappear behind a clump of red willows before turning around.

It's just that the place where Lin Ziyi went was not a tofu factory, but a carpentry workshop.

The carpentry house is large, the house smells of wood, the corners of the house are piled with sacks full of shavings and broken wood, and there are some wood powder on the ground that falls when sawing wood, commonly known as sawdust by the locals.

The half-finished carpentry work was placed against the wall, and the shape was simple tables and chairs, and there was a pile of farm tools waiting to be repaired in the corner.

With a smile on the corner of his mouth, Lin Ziyi entered the carpentry room with very light steps, and saw at a glance that Meng Changlin was lying on the table and writing something.

The little carpenter Meng Changlin looked focused, and a lock of hair fell from his forehead and hung down on his thick black eyebrows.

It wasn't until Lin Ziyi walked in front of Meng Changlin that Meng Changlin realized that when he looked up and saw that it was Lin Ziyi, he sighed in surprise: "Ziyi, why are you here?

He picked up a stool and put it beside Lin Ziyi, wiped the surface of the stool with his sleeve, and a smile of joy appeared on his face, motioning for Lin Ziyi to sit.

Lin Ziyi deliberately stretched his face and said angrily: "You haven't taken a bath for a few days?"

Meng Changlin scratched his head, and there were still shavings on his head that flew to his head when he was planing wood with a planer, and when he scratched it, the shavings fell with the action.

Lin Ziyi's gaze moved with the shavings for a moment.

Meng Changlin was even more embarrassed, blushing and stammering: "Ziyi, you, don't be angry, it's useless for me to wash like this, the front is washed, and the back is stained with sawdust and shavings, so it's better to simply finish the work on your hand and wash it." ”

Lin Ziyi heard something else from his words: "You didn't sleep last night?"

"Hehe, this, isn't this a rush to work, the commune borrowed someone from the team the day before yesterday, captain, well, your father also agreed, let me go over the day after tomorrow to help." ”

Lin Ziyi complained very much about his father in his heart, why every time the commune came to borrow someone, he generously lent Meng Changlin out, and at the same time felt sorry for the fool in front of him: "Won't you shirk it and wait until the work at hand is done?"

Meng Changlin: "That's my future father-in-law, and I don't dare to go against him if I kill him!"

Lin Ziyi thought about it, the fool in front of him never knew how to refuse others, let alone not listen to Lin Jialiang's words, I was afraid that if Lin Jialiang farted casually, he would have to follow it with both hands as a holy decree.

"My dad lent you out, and urged you to finish your work quickly? He's exploiting! I've got to find him!"

When Meng Changlin heard Lin Ziyi's words, he became anxious: "Hey, Ziyi, don't look for the captain, the captain said that it's okay to let me come back and do it slowly, but I don't want to throw away half of the work."

Lin Ziyi poked a finger lightly on Meng Changlin's forehead, successfully stopping his explanation: "Okay, don't talk about that, I'll take a look at your picture!"

Meng Changlin felt the breath of love from this gentle and soft finger, and he was a little dizzy for a while, and Le Taotao couldn't find the north.

Lin Ziyi looked around again: "After drawing the picture, go take a bath and rest, and then let me see you moving these things, don't blame me for being angry and ignoring you!"

Speaking of stopping the work, Meng Changlin was a little unhappy, but he didn't dare to disobey her, trying to explain: "Ziyi, I'm really not tired, you see, I'm in good spirits!"

The young man's body was strong, and although he hadn't slept all night, Meng Changlin's body didn't show any fatigue, only shallow bloodshot under his eyes.

"I did the work at hand at night, and I finished the drawings at dawn during the day, and this time I went to the commune, which is said to be to make furniture, maybe I can see new styles, and I take the opportunity to learn the craft. Meng Changlin was worried that Lin Ziyi would really ignore him, so he hurriedly explained.

"Alas!" Lin Ziyi didn't know what to say, "Forget it, let's look at the picture first, Changlin, carpentry work is actually very dangerous, and it is easy to be distracted and injured when you are too tired, you look at the old Uncle Dong in the neighboring village, isn't he missing four fingers?"

The beloved girl is caring about herself, Meng Changlin stammered excitedly: "Ziyi, don't worry, I, I, I will definitely be careful, I won't get hurt!"

Carpenters have to fiddle with knives, saws, planers, axes, injuries, injuries are inevitable and common, Meng Changlin didn't know how many injuries he suffered since he was a child, but it wasn't so serious that he didn't even have his fingers like Uncle Dong.

Last winter, he cut his hand a lot, Lin Ziyi was so distressed that he cried, and since then Meng Changlin has made up his mind, he must be careful and careful in his work, and he will not be injured again, and he can't let Ziyi feel distressed.

Lin Ziyi nodded with satisfaction and took the drawings handed over by Meng Changlin.

It can probably be seen that the drawing is a writing desk, the style is novel and generous, and the combination of drawers and cabinets has not been seen in the local area.

It's just that the picture is crooked, and the proportions are also problematic, and it looks ugly.

Meng Changlin unconsciously scratched his head again: "Ziyi, in fact, this writing desk is very beautiful, but I don't know why it's so awkward to draw." ”

Lin Ziyi laughed: "Fool, it's a matter of proportion, and besides, this picture has to be drawn as a three-dimensional body." ”

She took out the eraser and ruler from her satchel, and raised her hand to remove the pencil from Meng Changlin's ear, which made Meng Changlin blush for a while.

Lin Ziyi sat down at the simple large table in the carpenter's room and began to draw.

Scale is the ratio of the length of a line segment on the diagram to the actual length of the corresponding line segment in the actual object. ”

"Three-dimensional, three-dimensional is also very simple, I'll teach you, you see, this dotted line passes from here"

The faint sunlight of spring shines through the window lattice, shining the scattered shavings on the ground into flower-like shadows, and two young men crouch in front of the desk, drawing pictures earnestly.

As he painted, Meng Changlin's eyes left the drawings and fell on Lin Ziyi's face, the girl's white face was flushed with a little flush, and her long eyelashes flickered with the trajectory of the pencil's movement.

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