The days passed like this, and in the blink of an eye, it was three days.

In the side room on the side of the roadway, the original small storage room was cleaned up and turned into their workshop.

On this day, the spring sun was shining, and the three teenagers splashed ink in the workshop, writing a good youth, and then rolled up the ink treasure into a stack and put it aside, although the whole set of actions could not be said to be smooth, but it could barely be regarded as pleasing to the eye.

After a lot of practice in the past few days, the speed at which they rub the barrel is not as good as those aunts, but it is already very impressive.

This ratio does seem to be very problematic, but at the beginning, the progress of their rubbing of one tube, the aunts can rub at least ten!

Looking at it this way, the judgment is made, there has indeed been great progress in the past three days, and I believe that over time, their speed will eventually catch up with those aunts.

At this moment, after just rubbing a cannon barrel and stacking it with the previous one, Peng Qiao sighed melancholy and said gloomily: "I want to go out to play." ”

"Play if you want, don't hesitate, let's go. Jiang Cong's eyes lit up when he heard this, and he quickly accelerated the barrel in his hand, stacked it aside, and began to untie the overalls he was wearing.

It's an exaggeration to say that it's a worksuit, it's just a protective skirt, and the paste here is very powerful, and it's a disaster when it falls on the body.

Their workbench is actually a newly placed table, but there have been a lot of bits and pieces on it, which are all splashed paste, I believe that over time, this table will eventually be the same as the table in the opposite side room, with a dense layer of paste, and you can't see it.

At the same time, Yuan Wei also sped up and completed the work in hand, and then the three of them walked out of the side room together, washed their hands and faces by the well in the courtyard, and walked towards the side door of the laneway.

"You guys go out to breathe in the sun again!" In the side room on the other side, the aunt standing closest to the door suddenly smiled and said hello.

"yes! I'm tired, I need to rest for a while. They replied together.

"How many more?" asked another aunt laughing.

"Many, much more. They replied together.

"These children ......," I don't know who muttered softly, and the aunts in the room suddenly burst into laughter.

This scene and dialogue have been repeated seven or eight times in the past two days, so no matter which side they are, there is already a set of processes, which makes it seem that the three of them have a special tacit understanding.

In fact, if it weren't for the fact that afternoon, after cleaning out this workshop, it was Sister Yi who personally accompanied and guided, and it was inconvenient for them to go out and hang out, and the number of times that scene happened would have to be at least tripled.

Because this paste actually has a bit of a peculiar smell, it was the most unbearable at first, but after that half-day closed management, I have more or less adapted to it, so the next two days can endure it longer.

Then there is another reason that supports them to run out to bask in the sun and relax, they have converted the wages according to their own progress, and found that they can only earn a few dollars a day.

The three teenagers shook their heads, ignoring the innocent laughter of the aunts, and walked straight out of the side door with their necks shaken, and came to the outside of the alleyway.

In the alleyway, at the base of the wall of Sister Yi's house, there were a few stone slabs, which were cement products that served as the ceiling when the house was built, and the three of them sat on it, leaning against the wall, squinting their eyes, basking in the sun that was about to climb to the middle of the sky.

The sun was really warm, so warm that their hearts were warm, Peng Qiao looked up at the sun, suddenly got up and said with great ambition: "It's a little hot, let's go buy ice cream and eat it." ”

"It's still so cold, will there be ice cream for sale?" Jiang Cong raised his head, looked at Peng Qiao with squinted eyes, and asked curiously.

At this time, Yuan Wei also stood up suddenly, he patted the ash on his buttocks, and said coldly: "If you don't have ice cream, buy spicy strips to eat." ”

As he spoke, he didn't care about the reaction of others, and walked straight forward.

Peng Qiao raised his eyebrows at Jiang Cong proudly, turned around and followed.

Jiang Cong also hurriedly got up and caught up with the two, and the three of them walked side by side towards the alley.

Fortunately, the alleyway is not too narrow for a small car, not to mention their small side-by-side body.

Soon they walked out of the alleyway, turned a corner, walked a few dozen steps, and saw the village head store located at the three-way intersection.

Maybe it was close to noon, and they didn't meet anyone along the way, and there was no one in the commissary, but when they came that day, there were a lot of people gathered here, as if it was a square-like existence.

When they saw a middle-aged woman behind the counter, the three teenagers seemed to be a little lost.

Sweeping his gaze over the goods placed in the container, Peng Qiao casually asked, "Is there any ice cream?"

The casual tone meant that he didn't have too many extravagant expectations, and his eyes were already staring at the area where the spicy strips were stacked.

Jiang Cong and Yuan Wei were also like this, the three of them looked at the pile of spicy strips with burning eyes, and were searching for what they wanted to eat, but at this moment they heard the boss say: "Yes, what ice cream you want to eat, choose yourself." ”

The three of them shook their bodies, looked away with difficulty, followed the direction of the boss's finger, and looked at the corner of the counter, where the freezer was placed, which was so inconspicuous.

Their financial resources were too limited to squander, so one of them chose an ice cream and reluctantly left the commissary.

Seriously, in fact, what they want to eat more is spicy strips, and the saliva is hungry, which may be because they can't get it, which is the best reason!

But eating ice cream in cold weather can be regarded as a chic flavor, and the moment they tear open the bag, they forget about the damn spicy strips.

After eating ice cream outside the alleyway, they turned into the courtyard, and unexpectedly found that in such a short time, more than half of the aunts in the opposite side room were missing, and only three people were still rubbing the pipes there.

These aunts are all from this village, and it is almost noon now, so the first to go is to cook by themselves, and the ones who stay are those who have someone at home to cook, and they can go home and eat directly after the ointment.

The three middle-aged women did not notice them, and when there were few people, they seemed quiet, so they became serious.

They walked into their workroom and began to rub the barrel boringly, and after a while, a teenager staggered into the room, went straight to the missing corner, took off the apron hanging on the wall and tied it, and began to rub the pipe, seeing that the movements were much smoother and more skillful than they were.

For this newcomer, whether it is Jiang Cong, Peng Qiao or Yuan Wei, they all seem to have not seen it, and they are doing their own things, and they have a sense of tranquility that the well water does not interfere with the river water.