There are many clouds in the sky, but I don't know when there are many clouds. The village owner remembered that he needed wood to build a house, and he needed wood, so he had to buy it. Where to buy this wood, the village owner remembered a person, and this person was the dead mountain wood. He has wood in his house. The village owner said: "You still need wood to build a house, and you can buy wood at Dashan Mu's house." ”

"Oyamaki's house?" The housekeeper said.

The village lord sighed, "Dashan Mu is really unlucky, doing gravity work and suddenly dying of sudden heart stopping. Lying in the morgue, leaving his wife and children. Buy wood and go to his house to buy it. ”

When the village government repaired the cell, the wood was bought at the Dashan Mu family. His house was sturdy and slightly cheaper, and the housekeeper was in charge of repairing the cell.

The butler lowered his head and was silent for a moment, and he said, "Is Dashanmu still young?" ”

The village lord was silent for a moment and said, "Go to his house to buy wood." ”

"Okay village master, go to his house to buy wood." Chamberlain.

The two looked at the bald mountains behind the wheat fields, and the trees on the mountains had been sawed and cut down, and houses were built, tables, chairs, and bedding were made, and fires and shoji were used for various purposes.

The person who came to put the dishes and jars, the kiln owner helped him, and the two of them had put the plates and bowls that could be placed into the four jars, which were stuffed with straw mats, which were stable, and would not shake or collide. Those who could not be put into the altar were put outside the altar by two people, and wrapped in straw mats. Ropes hold the jar in place, and the bowls and bowls wrapped in straw mats on the outside of the jar are secured.

The man gave money to the kiln owner, who took out his wooden dry cigarette roll box and gave a cigarette to the old customer. The kiln owner took one in his mouth, stuffed the box, took out the fire fold, and lit a cigarette for himself first. He smoked a cigarette and went to light cigarettes for his regular customers.

The regular customer stuck his head out and lit the cigarette. He took a puff and said, "Thank you." ”

"You're welcome." The kiln owner replied.

The dishes were fixed, and the man was smoking, and when he rested, he pushed the plates and jars home, and to-morrow they were sold on the street.

"How's the business?" The two took a few puffs of their cigarettes, and the kiln owner asked.

"It's okay, make ends meet." The man replied.

This man sells not only plates, but also chopsticks, iron rice shovels, iron spoons, rice spatulas and spoons are also made of wood, and other things related to the kitchen. They also sell porcelain spoons, that kind of small spoons, spoons. This brick kiln has stock, and he has a lot of spoons on it, and he will wait until the next time he loads the goods.

The man smoked half a cigarette, and he said, "I have to go." Go home early. ”

"Let's go?" The kiln owner sent the road.

"Let's go." The man pinched the cigarette with his fingers, lifted the cart, reversed it and pushed it out.

"Slow down," the kiln owner followed.

The man pushed the cart outside and said, "The kiln master doesn't have to send it." He got out of the car, put the cigarette in his mouth, and lifted the car to go.

"Slow walking" kiln master said.

The black dog ran out of the courtyard and barked a few times on the road. It was not Wang Wang, who came to serve the dishes and bowls, but Wang Wang, a chariot driver.

Those who came to serve the plates and bowls, passed the brick kiln, and the carriage was wrong. The one who put the dishes and bowls went away, and a carriage came. The kiln master smoked a cigarette and looked at the charioteer.

"Kiln Master." The chariot driver shouted, and stopped the carriage in front of the kiln master.

This person runs a restaurant, a small restaurant, the scale is not large, and the restaurant only has one floor. There are always bowls and plates, and after a long time, there will be more beating. The owner of this restaurant came to buy more dishes and plates to make up for the shortage, and use them for backup.

The kiln owner took a puff of cigarette and asked, "Do you buy bricks or plates and bowls?" ”

The restaurant owner said: "I bought plates and bowls from you, I opened a restaurant, not built a house." I'll serve some plates and bowls. ”

"Oh, some plates and bowls." The kiln owner took a puff of cigarette and walked to the car.

"Wang." The black dog barked at the restaurant.

"Go back!" The big black was watery, and the kiln owner told it to go back.

Looking at the owner, the black dog snorted, walked slowly, went to the side, and did not enter the hospital. The kiln owner stretched out his hand and said, "Enter the courtyard." Drive the carriage straight in. ”

"Driving" a horse-drawn carriage that drives a restaurant.

"The village master's house." The kiln owner saw the village supervisor come out and greeted him.

The man who drove the carriage looked back, drove the carriage, and drove the carriage into the courtyard.

"Business again?" The village lord asked.

"A restaurant owner, serve some plates and bowls." The kiln owner returns.

"Business is good, isn't it?" Chamberlain.

"Make do with it." The kiln owner wants to enter the courtyard and greets customers, "Does the village supervisor's family enter the courtyard?" After speaking, the kiln owner went to follow the customer into the courtyard.

"You come in yours, don't worry about us, let's look at the wheat field." The village lord returned.

"The village owner is casual, I will enter the hospital to greet customers." The kiln owner turned around and said a word, and then greeted the customer as he entered the hospital.

The kiln owner entered the courtyard, and the village supervisor looked at Ping'an Village, a wheat field, from west to east. The housekeeper said, "Village master, are you tired of standing, will you find a place to sit down and rest?" ”

The village owner looked at the brick kiln and the ladder that the kiln owner had descended from the top of the kiln. He had a whim, and said, "Butler, shall we go up there and sit down?" ”

"Up there?" The steward also looked at the roof of the kiln and the ladder. Actually, it was not the roof of the kiln, it was the roof of the house, the door of the house was open in the brick kiln courtyard, and the outside was the wall of the house.

"Yes, up there." The village lord looked at the top of the kiln and the ladder.

The butler looked up for a moment and said, "Shall we go up there and sit on it?" ”

"Sit down and stand tall and look far away." The village lord looked at the top of the kiln. After speaking, the village lord walked towards the ladder. The housekeeper said, "Village master, be careful, don't fall off?" ”

Seeing the village master walking and getting up the ladder, the housekeeper followed and said, "Village master, be careful." ”

"It's okay, I can't fall down the ladder."

The village owner took the ladder and climbed to the top of the kiln. He turned and looked down at the butler. "Come up." ”

"Go up and see our Ping'an Village?" The butler reached for the ladder and climbed up.

"Come up and take a look at our Ping'an Village." The housekeeper said that the village owner looked at Ping'an Village behind the wheat field. The wooden barriers of Ping'an Village, the houses of Ping'an Village, the gate of Ping'an Village, and the streets of Ping'an Village.

The rows of houses face south, and the houses next to the main street face south. The village owner stood on top of the kiln, with a limited height and could not see much.

The butler climbed up, climbed in, stood up and thrashed, and turned to face the wheat field. said: "Village master, how is our safe village?" ”

Some of the houses have smoke rising from their chimneys, and they are supposed to be cooking on the fire. The village owner said, "Is our village okay?" ”

"That's good." The housekeeper replied.

"Pretty good?" The village lord sighed, "The houses are too short. ”

The housekeeper took a look and said, "Okay, village master, there are quite a few two-story buildings on the main street." This is our village, and it is good to get to the point where it is now. ”

Looking at the bungalows, the bungalows of many villagers. The village owner sighed and said, "How can we make the villagers live a better life?" ”

Looking at the bungalows in the village and listening to the words of the village owner, the housekeeper also wanted the villagers to live a better life, but there was no way. He was also sighing, sighing that he couldn't think of a way.

When the village owner heard that the housekeeper was in trouble, he asked, "The housekeeper wants to find a way, how can he make the villagers live a better life?" ”

After listening to the words of the village owner, the housekeeper was still in trouble, and he couldn't think of a way. How can this make life better for the villagers? Isn't that a good idea?