In fact, the water decomposed from the cypress wood has a very strong sweet taste, but unfortunately there are too few raw materials, and only the water in the aged material is concentrated, it will have that fragrance, but often the water contained in the aged material is very small. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Let's do ordinary sales first, if there is a market, then consider doing high-end, I have my own ability, spend more time looking for it slowly, and I can always find the right one.

For example, you can extract the juice of bamboo leaves or pine leaves, which should be liked by some literati, and these two plants are still relatively easy to find.

There should also be cypress trees here, although the taste effect is not as good as that of the cypress, but it is relatively good as a spice alone.

It is estimated that the two of them should be hungry, so the black girl went to her father's room to talk to Daddy Liu, and touched two pieces of rice cake for the two little guys to take out.

Although there is still food in the family now, all the money earned has been repaid, and 200 wen has been lent out, and the Liu family, who has only been happy for an afternoon, has resumed the days of picking and searching.

The two of them took the rice cake and ate it sweetly, the little girl couldn't protect the river with the cake in one hand, and the black girl sat on the little few and held the river in her arms.

Remembering that every time she entered her father's room, she saw Daddy Liu's expectant gaze at the door, and Heiya felt sour in her heart.

I remember living in the village with my grandparents when I was very young, and there was a man next door who was paralyzed in bed, looking at the door every day, hoping that someone would come in and talk to him.

If he heard someone talking outside his yard, he would greet them loudly in the room, so that if they were okay, they would come in and talk to him.

Although her father is very thin now, he looks like he should be able to weigh a hundred pounds, but their family is small, weak and weak, and it is barely okay to carry it on his back, and it is not good to carry it outside the door.

Otherwise, it is good to carry her father out and sit in the yard every day.

She has been here for a few days, and the last time Brother Qingzi carried her father out, since her uncle knows how to carpenter the craft, I don't know if he can make a wheelchair for her father.

But now wheelchairs can only be made of wood, and the wheels have no tires, which is not only bulky, but also difficult to push.

"Sister, what do you want, you don't pay attention to me when you eat rice cake." The little girl put the rice cake on the black girl's mouth and said unhappily.

Heiya took a bite lightly, "I'm thinking that we should go to my uncle's house in the afternoon." ”

"Huh? What are you doing at your uncle's house, didn't my brother just go? The little girl tilted her head and asked.

"Of course it's a serious matter."

It doesn't take much to make the simplest wheelchair, it's nothing more than the seat backrest wheels and the brake system.

The seat and backrest can be made of bamboo, which reduces weight.

I don't know much about the wheel, so I can only ask my uncle in the afternoon.

As for the brakes, anyway, someone is pushing in the back, so it can be made into two supports that are slightly lower than the wheels, so that the person can push away by holding the handle a little bit in the back, and if you can't push the handle, it becomes a chair.

Heiya almost thought about it, and saw Xiaoya pouting on the side, "Sister is thinking about things, now that I've thought about it, I'll tell you quietly when you come over." ”

When Xiaoya heard her sister whispering to her, she immediately smiled, and hurriedly leaned her ears over.

"I was thinking about how to make a chair that could be pushed, and our dad would be able to sit on it and go somewhere else." The black girl whispered into her ear.

"Shhhh Seeing that the little girl had a big mouth, the black girl hurriedly covered her mouth, "When I can really make it, I'll tell our father and give him a surprise." ”

"Mmmm," the little girl nodded emphatically and covered her mouth with both hands, "Sister, don't worry, I definitely won't say it, I also want our father to have a surprise." “

After saying that, he was happy first, and his eyes crooked and he laughed.

When Xiaohe finished eating what he had on his hands, Heiya wiped his hands and face.

This kid is addicted to walking now, he refuses to stay on the kang honestly, and always wants to sway to stand up and run around, but Dad Liu can't look at him, and he struggles very hard.

If only there was a walker, the yard is so big, put him in it and run by himself.

But remember to put the chickens in the cage, otherwise it will be troublesome to be snagged by the chickens.

He spread the washed mat on the floor and put a quilt on it.

"Little girl, you take the river to play on it, and I'll go and tidy up the ground.

Last time, Brother Qingzi helped turn over the land without being in a hurry to plant vegetables, her mother said that the soil quality of the land was not good, and it was necessary to compost it first, that is, to spread a layer of natural fertilizer behind the pit in the ground, and then use a rake several times to turn it evenly.

The natural fertilizer itself is mixed with soil and has been fermented, so if you turn the ground over today, you can plant it tomorrow.

Xiaoya and Xiaohe were having fun on the quilt, the black girl was working in the field, and the bright sun was hanging high in the sky, looking down warmly at the land shrouded by it.

The fermented natural fertilizer exudes a very sour taste at high temperatures, and the black girl wipes the sweat on her forehead from time to time, and she will be thinking about the peasants in her heart, and she will silently sing a folk song from her previous life.

The liberated areas are so hey, the large-scale production is so hey, the army and the people are so hey, and the people are so hey, and they are mobilized together.

Open the forest, open the wasteland, hey, hey, regardless of men and women, Siriri, Lala, Lala, Luo Luo, Tai, come on, what are you doing.

The rake in his hand repeated the action of turning the ground over and over again with the rhythm, and after singing the song, he began to chant a poem about rice planting.

Fill the field with green seedlings

Look down and see the sky in the water

The six pure roots are the way

Regression turns out to be forward

After repeating it, I felt that it didn't match the actual situation, so I began to make it up.

Ploughing the vegetable garden with a wooden rake in hand

When you look down, you see Yonekoda

The reincarnation of all things is the way

I eat vegetables

After changing it, the black girl was disgusted by herself, and she didn't want to do the work anymore, and she wanted to vomit when she saw the soil under her feet.

Ma Dan, why are you so two.

"Sister, what's wrong with you."

Seeing that the black girl suddenly threw down the rake and stood aside, the little girl asked worriedly, wasn't it okay just now? It is estimated that her sister is tired from work.

"It's okay, come and teach you to sing." Heiya washed her hands and face, she can't work now, she has to take it slowly.

"Little little Erlang

Carry that bag to school

Not afraid of the sun or the wind and rain

I'm afraid that my husband will scold me

Without knowledge, I have no shame to see my father and mother. “

Xiaoya followed and learned twice, and she could sing along the third time.

"Sister, this song is weird and good, what else will you do, teach me again."

"I won't do anything else, I'll teach you when I learn it again." Heiya felt better in her heart, so she picked up the rake again and continued to work resignedly.

I didn't dare to think about it anymore, so I simply sang again in my heart, 'Our big knife cut off the heads of the devils', 'The wind is roaring, the horses are barking, the Yellow River is roaring, the Yellow River is roaring......"

This is a means of self-regulation for the black girl, when she does something she doesn't want to do and has to do it, she starts to entertain herself, and it can be seen from the songs she chooses that she treats the ground as an enemy.