Wang Yong ate a large tomato and his stomach was almost full, and when it was time to eat at noon, he couldn't eat a little bit. Mom didn't care, compared to the children of other families in the village, Wang Yong and Wang Liang are not too happy now.

When other children have to cry for five cents of a popsicle to get their wish, the pocket money in the pockets of these two brothers is often ten yuan or fifty big tickets.

Compared to the ultra-low prices of this era, don't be too extravagant! It can be said that there is nothing in the commissary that these brothers can't afford, only the question of whether they want to buy it or not.

Let's talk about Wang Liang, when other little children were still complacent about buying a toy gun for their parents, this kid's family had a big box of all kinds of toy guns.

A replica revolver that can be pressed on a powder disc, water guns of different sizes and shapes, and toy guns of various sizes that can make a sound when a battery is attached. There are also homemade foreign muskets, as well as pickers that can shoot plastic bullets, etc., which are thrown everywhere in the house, and they are almost impossible to put down.

In addition to toys, there are always snacks at home every day. What biscuits, cakes, butter cakes, walnut crisps, malt milk essence, oil tea noodles, canned food, gbas soda, all kinds of fruits, and popcorn that has been left for a long time is no longer crispy.

Wang Yong is better, with strong self-control. Wang Liang is not good, no one needs to say anything except breakfast every day, and he has not seen him eat well at noon and night, and he will definitely fill his stomach with snacks.

It was another morning, and a few sparrows under the eaves of the house that occupied the magpie's nest stood pitifully in the swallow's nest and chirped, "Hungry! Hungry! The noise was so loud that Wang Yong could still hear the miserable cry clearly when his head was covered.

"Brother, you take the ** and collapse them all!"

Wang Liang, the younger brother of the same cat in the bed, muttered dissatisfiedly, this annoying sparrow is really annoying. What time is it, it's just such annoying twitter, is it going to die?

"You two got up quickly, what are you doing lying under the covers when you're both awake? Get up and clear the snow! ”

The mother also shouted, urging the brothers to stop pretending to sleep in the nest. At the same time, they were also reminded that the snow had stopped, and that they should quickly sweep the snow and sweep the roof.

As the eldest and elder brother, Wang Yong believes that he must be a good example for his younger brother. So, reluctantly lifted the warm quilt and slowly began to dress and wear pants.

"Little lazy worm, hurry up! How many adults are there, and they are still greedy for the nest! You'll be going to school in a few years! Wang Yong did not receive any response to this.

His face was not washed, Wang Yong wore thick cotton clothes and cotton pants, came to the west wing of the courtyard, turned out a big broom and a big shovel, and slid up the ladder to prepare to go to the house to clear the snow.

There was a five-centimeter-thick snow on the ladder, and Wang Yongzhi frowned, why did this Nima snow so hard? When will I be able to sweep all five rooms in the house?

With a sad face, he first used a big broom to sweep the snow off each ladder, and Wang Yong pedaled the ladder to the house one by one.

Standing on the roof of the three-meter-high house, facing the cold northwest wind that drilled straight into his clothes, Wang Yong raised his eyes and looked around, the whole village was really covered with snow this time, and there was snow white everywhere.

Snow-white trees, snow-white roofs, snow-white yards, snow-white roads...... Only the early birds, and the industrious villagers dotted the snow-white land with a few different colors.

The rooftops were full of villagers clearing the snow, and the diligent ones were almost finished. And there are no longer a few people like Wang Yong who have just climbed to the roof, and there is even the lazy man who is still lying in the quilt, and there is no trace of cleaning on the roof of the house.

On a row of roofs not far away, several bear children giggled on the roof and had a snowball fight, for a time snowballs flew, snow foam splashed, and the adults scolded accompanied by the children's cheerful laughter, making this winter morning after the snow look particularly vibrant.

Compared with the adults who muttered and complained about God because of the many inconveniences caused by the heavy snow, the children were only happy.

With such a heavy snowfall, you don't usually have to go to school because the road is not easy to walk. Although the road is not closed, the snow that does not reach the ankle is still dangerous for some elementary school students who are about a meter tall.

The roads in the countryside are not as smooth as in the city, and as you walk, you will suddenly step into a deep pit, and you will not be able to enter more than half of the whole person, leaving only your head outside and screaming.

I remember when Wang Yong was in junior high school, there was a heavy snowfall one year, and he rode his bicycle to school with his companions. Halfway through, he suddenly slipped, and the whole person slid into the ditch on the side of the road with his bicycle.

Fortunately, there is a snow pad on his back, but it is not broken, but because the wind has swept the snow has filled the roadside ditch one meter three or four deep, so he is very sad that his whole person is buried in the snow, and after a flurry of hands and feet, only his eyes are still leaking outside.

If I don't have the help of my companions, I'm afraid she will be so good that she can crawl out of the ditch! And even if you climb out, I'm afraid that the clothes, shoes and socks on your body will be soaked by the melting snow, and a cold is indispensable.

After heavy snowfall, there are usually school holidays, especially for elementary school students. Not tall and weak, coupled with the rural primary school, it is really very loosely managed, and it is too easy to take a few days off because of the weather.

Children who have the courage to do so simply don't go to school. The timid and good students who listened to the teacher walked carefully to the school against the wind and snow, and then the teacher would tell them: no classes today and tomorrow, let's go home!

Of course, a bunch of homework that makes all students lament is indispensable. Turning over and over is that little thing, copying new words, copying texts, and doing exercises.

Packing up his mood, Wang Yong put down the big shovel. Compared with ordinary shovels, this big shovel is several sizes larger, and it can be said that a spade tops three or five ordinary shovels, and it is flat down, with a large area, just for pushing snow.

The two hands hold the spade stick one after the other, and the spade stick rests on the stomach and pushes forward. The snow was slowly gathered together and pushed forward until it was pushed down the eaves.

It's usually a good method, but today it's a little ineffective. The snow was too big, and the width of the shovel was still not enough, so I didn't push a few steps, and the place I just pushed over was filled with snow on both sides.

"Boom-"

Wang Yong threw the spade into it fiercely, turned his head and went down the ladder to the room.

Better tools make good work!

Wang Yong thought of the kind of tool specially used to push snow in his memory, people use thin alloy plates, we can't find that thing, we can always use wooden boards!

Just do it, ran into the west wing and tossed, hammers, big nails more than an inch long, wooden boards, and sticks more than one and a half meters long. After a clang, a wooden plank nailed diagonally to one end, and a wooden stick in the center of the plank was freshly released.

After going to the room again, the width is more than half a meter, and the height is also about ten centimeters. After a trip, the roof of about half a meter was cleared, leaving only a thin layer of snow, which was then swept with a large broom.

With good tools, this is not efficient, Wang Yong, who is in full swing, didn't even notice that the third uncle of his neighbor was also in the house, and he was staring at him with wide eyes and stupidly watching him push snow.

After pushing most of the thick snow on the roof of his house under the eaves, Wang Yong touched the hot sweat on his forehead, and then noticed the third uncle who was staring intently at the guy in his hand.

"Third uncle, come to clear the snow too?"

"Huh? Yes! Yes, yes! ”

"How's it going, my homemade snowboard, okay?"

"Good to make, good to make?"

"Do you want to borrow it?"

"Okay, okay, huh? Okay, lend me a try! ”

The third uncle trotted over excitedly, took the snowboard in Wang Yong's hand, and went to push the snow on the roof of his house with a smile on his face. Wang Yong sat on the roof and grew a mouthful.

"I'm so tired!"

"Wang Yong, come down to eat!"

Hearing his mother's call, Wang Yong said hello to the third uncle and went down the ladder to the room. After breakfast, I was just about to sweep the thin layer of snow on the roof when I heard a knock on the door and remembered.

"Wang Yong, are you at home? Hurry up and help the second uncle and your uncle make a snowboard! ”

Wang Yong was still stunned, in the same row of houses, next to the villagers of the third uncle of the neighborhood, according to the seniority of Wang Yong, Ma Sheng, who called the second uncle, appeared in front of Wang Yong with a snowboard in his hand.

"Hurry up and show the second uncle, I did what you did, why is it not good?"

Wang Yong noticed the snow pusher for the first time, the angle was wrong, and it was easy to split when the force was large!

"Second uncle, your board is too straight, you have to let him know from a little angle, don't you? In this way, in this way, it is not easy to cut the interface with the wooden stick! ”

"Huh? It's as simple as that? ”

"It's that simple!"

After that, throughout the day, there was an endless stream of people who came to Wang Yong's house to visit and ask for advice. On this day, the jingle of hammers hitting nails sounded in every household of the Wang Jiazhuang.

Bow and thank you for the book friend star HE for the reward of the starting point coin again! I'm going to work overtime today, so I'm busy uploading a chapter!

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