"Brother, this orange is so delicious." After eating five in a row, Chen An's eyes were aimed at the bulging pocket on one side of Chen Ping, "Why don't you eat?" ”

When he went out, Chen Ping divided the oranges, fourteen oranges, five for Er Niu and Chen An, and one for Chen Ping to take one less, four.

The oranges in the south have thin skin and thick flesh, juicy and sweet, and they are not available to every family.

"Who told you to eat it so fast? These should be kept back for the little lady to eat. "The wooden cart, the rain stopped for a few days, this wheelbarrow looked good to push, when it was Chen Ping's turn to come by himself, he knew how much strength he had to use, "You learn from Erniu, he only ate three oranges, and you know to leave two to go back to Uncle Blacksmith to eat, what about you?" ”

"Brother Ping misunderstood, these two of me are going to take them to my mother. My mother is alone, she hasn't eaten this orange for a long time, and she wants to taste it. Chen Erniu smiled and held the orange, "Brother Ping, you said that people are dead, why do you want to stay in the dirt?" Won't you be holding back the discomfort? ”

"You're so stupid, how can you be uncomfortable when you die?" Chen An teased.

"What wouldn't?"

"Because when a person dies and there is nothing, of course it will not be uncomfortable." Chen An thought for a while and said, "You can't eat delicious food, you can't play, and you can't marry a daughter-in-law." These are all things that my grandfather told me. ”

The words were indeed said by Chen Xiaoyi, but it was to scare Chen Ping and Chen An brothers and let them not play in the water.

"Wouldn't my mother be bored in that place?" Chen Erniu's mother is buried under the ** mountain in the west, where there is a high ground, the front is covered with water, the back is against the mountain, and the two sides are lush forests, burying people's feng shui treasures, and the dead people in Baitu Village are buried in that area.

"Why are you so stupid? When a person dies, he doesn't feel anything, he doesn't know anything. Chen An looked at it with contempt, his eyes staring at the orange in Chen Erniu's hand, "You are so fat, do you want to give me an orange?" ”

"My mother said that she would always be with me, and my mother never lied." Chen Erniu raised his hand and easily avoided Chen An, "This orange should be left to my mother." ”

The two of them were making trouble, and it was not boring all the way.

"Did you two hear anything?" Chen Ping stopped suddenly, squinted his eyes, and looked at the front of the path, which was crooked, and his line of sight was blocked by the mountain for hundreds of meters.

Listen carefully, there seems to be a sound of da-da coming from the mountain wind, fluctuating.

The sky was a little dark, and the ** mountain on the left was lurking in the autumn wind, Chen An shrank and ran behind Chen Ping: "Brother, do you think it will be a ghost?" ”

"Be careful of Grandpa beating you." Chen Ping paused with his ears sideways, convinced that he had heard correctly, although the voice was fluctuating, it was closer, and it was on this road, confused.

"Driving...... Drive, drive......"

Chen Ping finally heard the words floating in the mountain wind clearly, and at the corner in front of him, a tall horse was revealed.

"Get aside, quick, pull aside." Such a narrow path, no more than one step wide, but the speed of the horse is not slow, Chen Ping shouted, pulled Chen Ping to quickly get out of the way, in a hurry, the cart turned over and fell on the side of the road.

"Brother, I want a horse like this." Chen An never forgot about the horse, especially when he saw the knight on the horse, his little face was even more eager to try, and he couldn't wait for the knight on the horse to be replaced by him.

The white horse, vigorous and powerful, fell with four hooves, splashing a piece of sludge, and a ball happened to be smeared on the tip of Chen Ping's nose and sucked it in along the nostrils.

"Ahem." Chen Ping ran a few more steps to the side, bent over and coughed, the taste of mud and sand mixed with water was unpleasant, and tears flowed out when he looked up again.

"It's stupid."

With a smug laugh, the white horse led the female knight away, and then more than a dozen guards dressed in military uniforms left in turn.

"I just want that horse, brother, do you hear?" Chen An came over and pointed to the back of the female rider in the distance, "The white horse under the girl." ”

"Don't worry, Brother will definitely snatch it back for you." Chen Ping wiped away his tears, deducted the mud from his nose, and said in an inaudible voice, "This little girl is really undereducated." ”

helped the wheelbarrow and pushed it back on the road, Chen Ping didn't think about what happened just now, the identity of a person who can be protected by a guard is definitely not simple, even if she is a girl who looks like she is only ten years old, but there is nothing she can do. As for Chen An's white horse, forget it, it's better to wait until you save money to buy a donkey.

When I returned, I thought that I couldn't get my clothes dirty, but this was all in vain, and the three of them were covered with mud spots, and Chen Ping was in front of Erniu and Chen An, and the position on his chest was full of mud.

There was nothing to do on the road, and more than 100 meters away from the village, I met Chen Blacksmith and Chen Xiaoyi, who came out to look for them, and returned the cart to the villagers by the way, and went home respectively.

Entering the hospital, Chen Ping still wanted to wash his face, but Chen's father's face was bluffed.

"Come into the house with me."

Chen Ping was helpless, he didn't know why Chen's father was angry, so he hugged the silk and followed. Chen Zhen was chasing a few ducklings all over the house, and when she saw Chen Ping, she immediately stopped and opened her hands to hug her.

"Little lady, take this to eat." Chen Ping took out the oranges in his pocket, three of them, and gave them to a little lady to hold, and the remaining two were placed on the table, "Grandpa, this is given by Uncle Lai, you can taste it." ”

"What's there to taste? It's not like I haven't eaten it, isn't it just an orange? Father Chen said, "It's okay if you don't go to school, how can you do those last things?" ”

"What exactly did Grandpa say?" It turned out that he was angry because of this matter, Chen Ping felt strange, why did Grandpa mention it a few days later, and he didn't mention it when he was at home before.

"What else could it be? Isn't it just those fire sickles and those teeth or something? Chen's father said, "It's okay if you don't go to school, but you can't make a living from that, that's a cheap job." ”

Chen Ping didn't think so, thinking that Grandpa, you still used my toothbrush this morning, and I didn't see you bluffing, but he was quite proud, holding a toothbrush and chatting with Aunt Li in the village for more than a quarter of an hour.

So who is Aunt Li? is a well-known mouthy person in the village, which family has any news, the next day Aunt Bao Zhun Li is the first to know, and every few days, the whole village will know.

Why did Grandpa talk to Aunt Li, and deliberately held a toothbrush, Chen Ping couldn't be clearer about those thoughts.

"But it is these cheap industries that you mentioned that allow us to buy clothes, buy food, make a fire and cook, and have tools to use." Chen Ping took off the sickle on the wall, "Grandpa thinks who made this sickle?" It's Uncle Blacksmith. Who made this bowl of chopsticks? It was made by the craftsmen in the magnetic kilns. Who built this house? Not those craftsmen yet? ”

Chen Ping walked around the room, pointing to the same objects, and talking one by one.

"Grandpa, what do you think we should do if we don't have these last karma?" Chen Ping stood still and looked at the stunned Chen's father.

Chen Xiaoyi seemed to be still savoring Chen Ping's words, and he didn't react for a while. How do you know that there is only one sentence, and the son said such a pass.

Should I say that he is not big or small, or should I just beat him up? However, there really is some truth to this.

"When the child talks to you, you echo." Liu peeled the orange, stuffed a petal and sent it to the little lady's mouth, and turned around, "I think what the child said makes sense, if there is really no craftsman, then we don't even have a pot for eating, and we can't live in this house." Without a businessman, how can his uncle's family support his family? ”

"He doesn't make a lot of money." Father Chen finally found the conversation and picked it up.

"That's better than farming." Liu ate an orange, "Well, it's quite sweet." Why don't you try it too? ”

With that, Liu gave the orange in his hand to Chen's father.

"What? The child is on the side. Father Chen was alert at this time, and stuffed the orange back into Liu's hand, "I'll weave the reeds." ”

The movements of the husband and wife completely looked at Chen Ping's eyes, which was natural and warm, but I didn't expect Grandpa to be shy.

"Your grandfather wants to ask you why you didn't tell him about the qu yuan plow, this person is old, and he can't talk about it." Liu's face was slightly red, and he got up and entered the house.

Chen Ping in the hall realized that Grandpa Affection's previous words of belittling business and commerce were just a reason, and the main purpose was to save face for him.

"I really forgot about it." In fact, it can't be said that he has forgotten, Chen Ping didn't think it would be a big deal at all, and he didn't think about saying it to his grandfather, because there was no need for that.

Qu Yuan plough is a commodity in Chen Ping's eyes, and he cooperates with Chen Blacksmith, and then divides it proportionally, and the money obtained is used to improve his life. This is Chen Ping's original idea, simple and economical.

But Chen Ping underestimated the role of Quyuan plough in this era, and then there were nearly 100 people in the fields north of the village watching the plough.

And the grandfather, who is the father of the inventor of this Quyuan plow, got the news from Aunt Li, this gap, how can this loneliness not make Chen Xiaoyi, who is Lao Tzu, jealous and playful?

Well, you blacksmith Chen know, my father doesn't know yet, half of the people in the village ran to watch his son's zigzag plow, and I, the father, were still cutting reeds in the cold water.

"It seems that Grandpa's heart is not as strong as it seems." Chen Ping hugged the silk and went to the yard, where Chen's father was rubbing the hemp rope, and at his feet he put the reed stems with dead leaves, which were about six feet long, and laid them on the roof after weaving, and covered with a layer of thatch on the top, which could be regarded as a renovation before the end of the year.

Sitting on the wooden pier, hearing the sound, Chen's father raised his eyelids, and the movements in his hands did not stop. Put the two twine on the leg, slightly divide in the middle, pinch one end of the twine with the left hand, rub the palm of the right hand forward, and then let go of the left hand, and the two thin twine will be put together.

"Grandpa, I'll help you." Chen Ping put down the silk in his hand, and then spread the reed stems on the ground so that Chen's father could wear the rope.

The two joined hands, and a reed top was quickly interspersed and weaved.

"Go and go, take the silk to your mother, you don't need your help here, and the clothes on your body have also been changed, they are all mud." Father Chen finally said, and his anger seemed to have disappeared.

"Holo."

Chen Ping responded and gave the silk to the Liu family, with this silk, plus the old clothes given by the uncle and the chief, the young man will definitely be full of joy.

Boiling water for a bath, hot water accompanied by the autumn wind, cold and hot for a while, Chen Ping trembled, but he could barely bear it. After more than a month of exercise, the body is now considered to have grown a little longer, with bulging biceps, hard calves and stomach, and standing with fists very steady.

"Quack ......"

A female duck with a flock of ducklings passed in front of Chen Ping, and when she touched the warm water, the ducklings immediately surrounded her, and the flat duck beaks searched for it, sometimes shaking her body and falling water droplets.

"The sun goes down and it still climbs up tomorrow morning,

The flowers are thankful for blooming the same next year,

……”

Chen Ping held a small wild duck at his feet, put it in a wooden barrel, and sang happily.