Poor families can only use mud embryos to build houses, but the mud will become soft when exposed to water, chop the straw and reeds and mix them in and then tamp them hard, so that the wall is strong. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info but no matter how good such a house is, it can't compare to the blue brick and black tile mansion of Wang Dashan's family, and it still needs to be turned over from time to time to make up for it, and the old man Zhu in the front village is because the house is too broken, and the collapsed wall is crushed to death on a rainy night.

When Zhao Liumao came down from Zhao Laotie's grave with a dog on his back, he cut two bundles of thorns, pulled out a few thorn vines, and surrounded the back of the house. He also wanted to fence off the front of the house, but there were not enough thorns, and he planned to cut some again tomorrow.

Among the villagers who helped, there was a descendant who had not yet grown hair on his mouth, and he was the nephew of Tofu Zhang in the village. This later son has only seen people use thorns in the vegetable garden, but he has never seen anyone use this thing as a fence, so he was curious for a while, and asked: "Uncle Liumao, is this thing useful?" ”

"Bah, baba, children's words, good luck!" Xiao Wuwa's third uncle, Xiao Laosan, hurriedly grabbed the words, raised his hand and gave the Zhang family's son a chestnut, and scolded in a low voice: "What do you know, this is used to drive away ghosts and evil spirits, and you are not allowed to talk nonsense in the future!" ”

"I know the third uncle, can't you be a little lighter?"

"Just so you remember!"

After working for a long time, the big guy's stomach is flattened. Zhao Liumao wiped his sweat and looked up at the sun, it was already past noon, and there was nothing to entertain in his house, so he hurriedly made a fire and steamed the red pot. The big guys all know that Zhao Liumao is poor, and they only plan to fill their stomachs a little, so they quickly finish the work and go back to their own house, they don't want to be crowded, and they eat up a pot of red lotus after a few chats while eating. This room was still looking at each other, but the eight immortal aunts of Guanyin Temple came to Zhao Liumao's house with a cane, and everyone couldn't help but think: "Do you still want to turn into a fate this time?" ”

"Liumao, I saw that you have been busy for a long time, and you must be hungry at this time, there is porridge boiled in the temple, I will put it in a bucket for you, bring it over and drink it!"

"Ah, thank you Eight Immortal Gu!" Zhao Liumao hurriedly thanked, and the others also got up to express their gratitude: "Thank you Eight Immortal Gu!" ”

When the sun is about to turn west, the house is ready, the ground is leveled, and everyone who should be busy is busy, and Zhao Liumao's two old houses look energetic.

"Thank you! Thank you very much! Zhao Liumao carried a dog on his back to send off the guests for half a mile before coming back, and the table with a missing leg was also repaired, and the room looked neat and tidy, not like a home without women. Zhao Liumao looked at the repaired roof and said with emotion: "Dog, don't be afraid of heavy rain in the future!" ”

Taking advantage of the fact that it was not yet dark, Zhao Liumao went to the mountain to cut two bundles of thorns, and came back to make a fence gate in front of the house. Zhao Liumao, who remembered that Ah Gou hadn't eaten anything good in the past few days, felt very guilty in his heart, he took out the two eggs given by Cuihua from under the bed, and thought that it was time to raise a few chickens. Zhao Liumao beat an egg in a bowl, stirred it carefully, added half a bowl of water, steamed it with yam eggs in the pot, and then fed it to the dog with a scoop of soup.

"Dog, come, open your mouth—"

Ah Gou obediently opened his mouth and sucked some custard, feeling different from what he usually eats, and smashed his small mouth, which made Zhao Liumao laugh.

"Dog, eat more-"

Ah Gou, who has always had a poor amount of food, actually ate a small half bowl of egg custard, which made Zhao Liumao feel extremely happy. He soaked the rest of the custard in cold water to prevent it from becoming rancid, and he ate two yam eggs himself, and the two of them lay on the bed and gossiped, and fell asleep while talking.

The next day, before dawn, Zhao Liumao got up, he carefully got under the bed, and gently gouged out a hole with a hoe, which seemed to be hiding something. Zhao Liumao knelt on the ground and reverently picked up the contents of the contents, which was a jar. Zhao Liumao sat on the side of the bed with the jar in his arms, first shook the jar, and then shook it gently by his ear, with a proud smile on his face. Ah, Daddy has saved it for you!

Zhao Liumao counted out a dozen copper coins from the jar, wrapped them in a cloth and hid them properly on his chest with the few pennies he had used a few days ago, and then put the jar back, still covered the soil, and poured some water. When the muddy water dries, the hole will not be visible.

Every fifteenth, there is a market in Shanghe Village next door, and Zhao Liumao has been in Wutang Village for so many years, and it is the first time he has gone back to the market. There are many people in the market, Zhao Liumao, a big man carrying a baby on his back, will inevitably make people watch, and when he goes out, he puts a dog in the Guanyin Temple and asks the eight immortals to take care of it.

Zhao Liumao looked left and right, looked east and west, and felt that everything in the market was good and fresh. He fell in love with a wooden hairpin in front of a woman who sold a woman's head flower, and asked, "How much does your hairpin cost?" ”

"The best peach wood, carved by my father of twenty years, look at it, this pattern - tsk! I won't earn you either, just give Liuwen and take it! ”

Zhao Liumao shook his head, raised his feet and left.

The peddler caught up and said, "Big brother, this is really a good hairpin!" If you take a closer look, there is not a single sawdust, and the color will change immediately after a few days! ”

Zhao Liumao still shook his head and walked forward by himself.

"Big brother, I see that you are not a cunning person, so let's do it, I'll give you a cheaper, Wuwen, no less!"

Zhao Liumao looked back at the hairpin, it was indeed polished smooth from head to toe as the vendor said, but five cents was still a large amount for him. He stroked the hairpin twice and gave it back to the vendor.

"Alas!" The peddler looked at Zhao Liumao and sighed, and said helplessly: "Brother, you really don't look like a person who can spend money and talk tricks, I will buy this hairpin half and give it away, four cents, it's always okay, right?" ”

"Wrap up the trouble for me!" Zhao Liumao nodded, reached into his arms and touched it for a long time before he took out a small gray cloth bag, held it in his hand, opened a corner, and counted four for the vendor. The vendor handed the wrapped hairpin to Zhao Liumao, took the copper coin and said, "Old brother, this hairpin is cheap for you!" If I run into that flamboyant person, I'm going to have to sell a penny! ”

"Thank you!" Zhao Liumao said twice, took the hairpin and put it carefully in his arms, and covered it again, for fear that someone would steal it.

Zhao Liumao measured five buckets of rice, caught six chicks, averaged two soybeans and buds, and pulled three feet of homespun cloth, carried it on his shoulder, and finally returned to his house before sunset. He fried the mugwort dogwood soup non-stop, and went to the Guanyin Temple to pick up the dog. Fortunately, the Eight Immortal Gu had already fed Ah Dog for him, Zhao Liumao thanked the Eight Immortal Gu, went back to the house to wash Ah Gou's eyes, and coaxed Ah Gou to sleep early. Zhao Liumao nibbled on the cold buns he bought in the market during the day, ate three pickles, first soaked the buds in water, and then dug a vegetable field behind the house with a hoe, and sowed the soybeans overnight by moonlight. He looked at the bright full moon in the sky with his hoe, and his heart was full of hope.