On this day, the master borrowed a cow and put it on a newly made cart, on which was the first axle made by Mang'er, and the master and the family sat on the cart to visit the temple fair.

The master invited Mang'er to go with him. Mang'er thought of the two senior brothers and said, "I won't go, I don't like to go to clubs since I was a child." The master said loudly, "You and I will call you to go to the party?" I'll let you try the axle you hit and listen to the sound to see what's wrong. Man'er got into the car.

The master sat on the wheel and shook the whip rod, reminding Mang'er from time to time: "What's wrong with you listening to this sound?" Shaft tight! Remember, that's how the shaft tightens. The wife sat on the straw futon in the carriage, her waist straightened, and her water-wiped hair ironed on her sideburns.

Children and girls were chattering and screaming in the carriage. The eldest daughter, Xiaocui, sat in the back of the car and silently secretly glanced at Mang'er.

Mang Er sat on the other side of the carriage and barely dared to look back, afraid to see those eyes. After the ox cart arrived at the temple fair, Mang'er came back, and as soon as he came back, he picked up the guy and accompanied the two senior brothers to work.

When it was close to lunchtime, the senior brother stepped in front of Mang'er and said, "Brother, my mother has not been beautiful for many days, I told the master, and the master asked me to go back and have a look." I want to go early, I don't want to have lunch. You tell the master that I left at noon. Mang'er deliberately made a light tone and said, "Ha, isn't it good for you to save a meal for the master?" Besides, brother, I'm so talkative? You can go with confidence. If the master doesn't ask, I won't say, if you want to ask, I'll say that you left later. The elder brother slapped the sawdust on his body and went home.

The second senior brother said in a hurry: "Brother, I'll give you a leave, I'll go to the town to go to the restaurant!" You go and poke my nest for the master, burn my hair, and say that I am not afraid of not working. Mang'er stopped the saw in his hand: "Second brother, what did you say?" Didn't I mess with you? When did I poke your nest and burn your hair, and you said it clearly-" The second senior brother walked out of the workshop with a swaying thin waist that was not strong, and spatted a mouthful of spittle.

Mang'er was already accustomed to the yin wind and evil fire of the second senior brother, and he didn't care, he grabbed the saw handle again, stepped on the ground with one foot, stepped on the wooden board with the other foot, pushed and pulled the saw up and down, making a soft and pleasant squeaky sound, and the crushed sawdust fell to the ground.

He was the only one left in the workshop, and the quiet atmosphere was rare, and his mood was very pleasant, and he pulled the planks leisurely, and the melodious creaking of the ox cart as it marched on the official road in the country floated in his ears, which was the incomparably beautiful sound of the first axle he had made when he rolled it, and it remained in his heart through his eardrums.

At this moment, someone covered his eyes from behind. Mang'er thought that the second senior brother had come back from the restaurant, and said indifferently: "Okay, good, let go." You're full in the restaurant, and I'll have to make my own food!" The people behind him still didn't say a word and didn't let go.

Mang'er scratched the waist of the person behind her with her backhand, but she heard a crisp woman's scream, and when she looked back, it was Xiao Cui, who didn't feel red.

Xiao Cui said indifferently: "Brother Mang'er, I'm rushing back to cook for you." What do you say? I'll cook you whatever you want. Mang'er's panicked heart stabilized, and said with a smile: "Disturb the group, I love to eat the fish that stirs the ball!" Xiao Cui flicked her long braid and walked towards the stove room, and when she came to the kitchen door, she turned around and said, "You have to cook this rice for two people, one person burns it and the other person stirs it." What to do? You're going to have to pull me two feet five. Manwa said, "I'm an old cooker." When the time comes, you can't take care of it, you call me. After Xiao Cui returned, the quiet and quiet atmosphere in the workshop and in the whole courtyard was gone, and there seemed to be a mysterious and encouraging atmosphere, and the sound of pouring water into the pot and stumbling with the bowl came from the small stove room, and from time to time it came into the woodworking room with a sizzling and sawing sound, which made people's hearts stir and palpitate.

Looking at the saw crack that was almost off, Mangwaer threw down the saw in frustration, lay down on the big kang in the corner of the workshop, and slowly breathed quietly.

Before he could turn and sit up, her hand had already struck his, and the stone bracelet on her wrist hurt him.

She screamed and lost her temper in disgust: "Lazy beast! I said that I will burn the pot, and I will carry the kang face! Do you want me to tear your ear?" Mang'er smiled and rubbed her sore buttocks: "I still haven't lit a fire with you!" So saying, he stilted out of the door, and hurriedly walked through the courtyard into the stove room.

Xiaocui then followed up and asked, "Do you like to eat hot and sour soup poured with stirred dough, or with Zhenzi soup?" Mangwa'er said casually: "It's all good, I love to eat." Xiaocui said, "You have no idea!" What kind of food do you eat?" Mangwaer said: "Of course, it is still the fragrance of the soup." Xiaocui said: "You go to the street to buy a pound of tofu, and there are still miles of meat!" Then bring a pinch of coriander, it has the flavor of coriander. Mangwa'er nodded and walked out.

Xiaocui drank him: "You don't take money, you rub other people's tofu with your face?" Mangwaer said, "I have miles on me!" Xiaocui said: "What you have is yours, you save." As he spoke, he lifted up his shirt and took out the money in the red belly.

Mangwa'er saw Xiao Cui's green belt and slightly bulging abdomen, and hurriedly turned her face. Xiao Cui didn't notice or care at all, and stuffed the money into Mang'er's hand, grabbed his wrist and said, "But you dropped the money, uncle!" pursed her lips and smiled as she watched Mangwa'er walk out of the yard with a basket.

Mangwa'er came back from buying tofu and coriander, took out the remaining few hemp money and put it on the board, turned around to leave, Xiaocui raised her face and said, "You are so unruly-" Mang'er asked in a panic: "What's wrong with me?" Xiao Cui didn't raise her head, her hand kept chopping the diced radish, and said, "Pick up the money, how did I give it to you just now, and you can also return it to me." What's the matter with the case?" Mangwa'er sighed with a sigh of relief and picked up the hemp money from the board, grabbed her hand holding the radish strips, pressed the hemp money into the palm of her hand, and said, "Give it!" What kind of rule is this?" Xiao Cui laughed, transferred the hemp money from her left hand to her right hand, and quickly stuffed it into Mangwa'er's pocket: "Brother Erqin, love the dead; Brother is lazy, stick to the stick. It's a reward for your money. Mang'er took out the hemp money from the pocket of his shirt: "This-I don't want to ......" Xiaocui grabbed his outstretched hand and sent it back to the pocket of his shirt, and said with a smile: "Put it on, Brother Mang'er, you put it on, go to the street to buy a candy taer oil twist flower to eat; When you eat, you forgot that it was the girl who hurt you and gave you money to buy it. Mang'er blushed and diverted the conversation: "You're just picking up the cheeks now, and you have to wait for a while to burn the pot and pull the bellows, I'll pull the sawing first." Xiao Cui took out the coriander from the basket and threw it into his arms: "Sit down and choose vegetables." After the dish is chosen, dig out the ashes. After the ashes were cleaned, the water was wrenched...... Would you like to eat the meal I'm waiting for you?" Mang'er sat on a small stool next to the water tank and chose vegetables, and the fragrance of coriander penetrated her nostrils.

Xiaocui sat on the stool in front of the board and cut the diced radish, grabbed the tofu and just cut it twice, tilted her face and pursed her lips and smiled: "My belt is open, Brother Mang'er, you tie it, my hands are thin." Mang'er hesitated and got up from the small stool, walked behind Xiao Cui and gently tied the loose belt.

Xiao Cui stroked it with her hand and said, "It's too loose." Untie the heavy leash and tie it tighter. Mang'er untied it and tightened it, but before the knot was finished, Xiaocui bluffed out again: "Ouch, Brother Mang'er! You're cutting someone's waist!" Mang'er stopped and asked, "How should you tie it to fit the foot?" Xiao Cui took the knife and carefully cut the tofu, and said leisurely: "You are so stupid, it seems that you have never tied a belt in your eight lifetimes!" You can try it with your hands when it's tied! If you can insert it, one hand will fit the ruler!" Mang'er re-tied the tie and hung his hand hesitantly, he had already tied it three times, he was careful to pinch the tie with his fingers to avoid touching the moon-white jacket on Xiao Cui's waist.

He now lifted the palm of his right hand, followed Xiao Cui's guidance, and inserted it against his spine, the tie around his waist was stretched on the back of his hand, first touching the moon-white cloth shirt, and then feeling a strange warmth, at that moment his body trembled, stunned.

Xiao Cui shouted again: "Ouch, just give it a try!" What do you do by stuffing your hands into someone's waist all the time? The baby's family is not shy!" Mang'er's face was crimson with shame, and she hurriedly pulled her hand out, muttering in her mouth to hide her embarrassment: "You deliberately joked on people...... I'm not eating, I'm leaving!" As he spoke, he shook his hand and turned around and left.

Xiao Cui threw down the knife and jumped to the door, clasped the door frame with both hands, tilted her head and smiled and recited the nursery rhyme: "Little brother, tempered; Playing with people, not knowing how to play; I don't know how to play, I beat my fart; Knock you to the ground, and you have to play ...... Good guy, good my stove god! You sit down and burn the pot!" Mang'er was not embarrassed, and she was out of gas, so she sat down and lit the fire and pulled up the bellows.

Xiaocui poured clear oil into the back pot, and the firewood smoke at the mouth of the pot made her cough and bend over, and she sneezed again, wiped her tears and said: "Brother Mang'er, playing is a joke and laughing, my sister is telling you a word of heart, you have to practice the ability to pull two feet five, and if you have a daughter-in-law in the future, your sister-in-law will not suspect that you will burn the pot and smoke without fire......" Mang'er sighed calmly: "Oh! My house is so poor that I can't even afford a seat on the kang, where will I get the money to marry a daughter-in-law? I've been a singleton for the rest of my life!" Xiao Cui poured the diced red and white radish into the pot, made a crisp sound, and while stirring it with a shovel, she looked at Mang'er under the stove and laughed: "Brother Mang'er, you are worried, I will marry you a daughter-in-law: red skirt, yellow belly, and a pouting of urine for you." That's a Tsubaki daughter-in-law, it doesn't cost money, there are many Tsubaki trees, and you can catch several ...... with one snap of your hand," he said and laughed out of tears.

Mang'er threw off the bellows pole and stood up: "You still make fun of me, a poor baby!" I'm here to learn the craft, not your tricks......" Xiao Cui stopped laughing, stared at Mang'er in surprise, took two steps forward, and whispered to the angry Mang'er's ear: "Don't you want Chun's daughter-in-law to give you a real daughter-in-law, do you want your sister-in-law to be your daughter-in-law?" Mang'er screamed in fright, covered her ears and sat down on the wooden pier under the stove with a red face: "You-still laugh at me......" Xiaocui put her hands into her waist and said in a loud voice: "Kidding you?" Who is making fun of you? If you dare to ask me, I'll go with you. You stand up and lead me away—see if I'm kidding you?" Mang'er sat on the wooden pier and raised his face, looking at Xiao Cui's ruthless faction, he compromised, and said with a smile: "Quietly, Xiao Cui, beware of the grocery store when he hears it!" Xiao Cui pursed the corners of her mouth: "You talk to me three times, but you are afraid of the grocery store!" Mang'er sighed and said, "You're from someone's grocery store!" Xiao Cui pushed open the lid of the front pot, scooped up the boiling water with a wooden scoop and poured it into the fried pan in the back pot, turned her head and smiled and said, "If my sister were your person, it would be good!" I'm laughing at the poor baby again. Are you annoyed again?!" Mang'er listened, hurriedly lowered his head and pulled the bellows, and hurriedly stuffed the wood shavings into the stove with his left hand, but he couldn't help but want to shed tears, and he couldn't breathe in his chest, wondering what was wrong with him?