As the sun sets, it ruthlessly takes away the last drunken red glow, leaving the earth with a lonely stage aftertaste.

At this time, the remaining wood in Xi Qing's hands was gone.

The channel for these wood to learn green is very simple, that is, they are transported from their hometown and picked by themselves in the mountains of their hometown. On the mountains of my hometown, there is no shortage of almonds, basswood, catalpa, ashwagandha suitable for carving...

During this time, Xi Qing didn't go back because he was busy; Xi Qing plans to go back to his hometown, so that he can sweep the graves of his grandparents and visit the old parents at home.

The road back to the village was nine twists and turns, because there were several hours of driving, Xi Qing simply slept for a while.

It was noon when I got home. The afternoon sun shines on the small courtyard of the mountain village, through the slightly tall laurel trees, reflected on a bluestone path in the courtyard.

The courtyard of the three bluestone houses is not large, the width is only six or seven meters, and the length is only about ten meters, a total of less than 100 square meters.

The stone road in the small courtyard was paved by my grandfather when I was a child, and it has been 20 years now, and every stone reflects the smile of my grandfather when he paved the road, he said: If it is paved in this way, you and your sister will not fall on your heels.

Stepping on it, the past drifted like smoke, and the more than three-meter-high laurel tree planted in the east of the yard passed through the wind, thinking of his sister, the corners of Xi Qing's eyes were wet.

In this yard, there are too many memories of myself and my sister, the laurel tree in the yard will be a little white every September, and my sister always likes to smell the fragrance of the flowers under the tree.

"Mom, Dad."

Xi Qing didn't tell his parents when he came back, and when he got to the door, he shouted loudly.

In the house, it was her mother Wang Jinxiu who heard the voice first, she put down the needlework in her hand and hurriedly ran out: "Son, are you back?" ”

"Dad, Xi Qing is back!" The mother was full of excitement.

Xi Gui was still polishing the wood in the house at this time, and when he heard his son coming back, he didn't stop what he was doing, frowned slightly, and continued to work.

The poor life makes this family rarely have the joy of kneeling, and gathering less and leaving more is just to make ends meet, hoping to make a fortune one day and change the status quo.

Speaking of which, Xi Gui has always felt guilty. Originally, he had a son and a daughter, but when he was young, he went out to work with his wife and left his two children at home. As a result, her daughter fell ill with a cold, and the disease slowly eroded her daughter's life.

A dog, all hope is carried on him. Xi Gui is a craftsman, he hopes that his son Xi Qing can learn skills and go to the big city to mix up his personal appearance, but Xi Qing really can't do this craft.

Instead, his mother asked Xi Qing to study hard and emptied the family's money for him to study, but fortunately, Xi Qing, the kid, finally competed, and was admitted to Binjiang Normal University, a college in Binjiang. But Xi Gui didn't buy it, in his opinion, it was useless to go to school, and it was a major like Chinese language, and there was no big way out. You still have to have a skill this year.

Xi Qing didn't know his father's complaints about him, but now that Xi Qing had a work of art in his hand, Xi Qing hugged his mother and rushed to his father's "studio".

"Dad, Dad, I'm coming back this time to show you something good."

As he spoke, Xi Qing had already arrived in the house.

"What's that?"

Xi Gui didn't move his eyes and continued to work.

"Didn't you give me a piece of sandalwood, and I carved it." Xi Qing reported.

"Nonsense!" Xi Gui's roar almost overturned the roof: "What happened to that wood?" Xi Gui threw the wood in his hand on the ground at the same time, and looked at it with a vicious gaze.

His eyelids were all on the wood just now, and he didn't look at Xi Qing's hand.

But when he raised his eyes, he just wanted to teach this little rabbit cub who didn't know the height of the sky, but when he saw the Monkey King in his hand, he was stunned.

"What's, what is this?"

"Dad, this is the piece of sandalwood you gave me, I carved it into Monkey King. You see, how is the carving? ”

At this moment, Xi Gui looked at the sandalwood carving of the Monkey King, and his eyes were about to jump out.

Wonderful, absolutely superior, even if he asked the most powerful master in the village to polish and carve, he didn't dare to guarantee that he could make such a superb work.

Xi Gui said that he was surprised by this carving one second, but the next second his attention was all projected on his son Xi Qing.

"Stinky boy, tell me, who did you ask to carve for you?"

"Dad, I carved it myself."

"Nonsense! I don't know your craftsmanship, you can't even carve a little monkey, can you carve it? ”

Xi Gui frowned, he seemed to think of something: "You kid didn't learn anything else when he went out to college, but he learned to deceive people, steal and play tricks; Look at me, see if I don't clean you up! ”

Xi Gui has strictly educated Xi Qing since he was a child, and he can't deceive people. He didn't believe that it was Xi Qing who killed this Monkey King, so in the next second, he picked up the broom casually and rushed over with lightning speed.

Xi Qing hurriedly ran: "No, Dad, I really carved it, don't, don't beat me." ”

Xi Qing was circling around the house, Xi Gui ran around the tables and chairs, but he couldn't hit his son, and he was so angry: "You rabbit cub, stop for me." Wait for me to catch you up, and see that I don't kill you!" It's not easy to learn well, it's hard to learn bad, you should fight if you are a liar. ”

"Hey, I said Dad, can't you listen to me?"

"What to say, if you can carve out this Monkey King, you will be my father!" Xi Gui was furious, wielding a broom to reach Xi Qing's ass, seeing that it was right in front of him, but he still didn't hit it, so he was so anxious that he called for help: "Fuck the kid, quickly block him for me." ”

Seeing his mother hurrying over, Xi Qing waved his arms and shouted, "You really don't listen to me, you stinky old man, can I be your father?" You don't believe in your son like that? Either that, or not, you get another piece of wood, and I'll carve it for you on the spot. If I carve it, you will compensate me! If I can't carve it, I don't have a word if you blow my ass! ”

Xi Qing suddenly stopped, pointed at Xi Gui with his finger, and looked serious, he didn't run. This old guy is too stubborn to give him a little bit of power, and he will definitely not be able to deter him.

~~ New book, please collect it, this year's fire is running hot! Read on, it's exciting :-D

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