Although Weiyang's father stayed at home peacefully for a while, as soon as someone asked him to do woodwork, he couldn't sit still, and his woodwork addiction fell again.

He is honest by nature, and as soon as people call him, he will follow him without a head or a brain, and he will never refuse.

In this way, until one winter, Weiyang's father paid a terrible price for his crazy carpentry 'career'.

Here's the thing.

One day, Weiyang's father's brother Weibiao, ran to find Weiyang's father to make furniture when he had nothing to do.

His reason for making furniture is really indispensable, he thinks that the air outlet of his bellows is a little small, and wants to try to change to a larger air outlet.

Before Wei Biao came to visit Wei Yang's father, he had already prepared all the wood he needed.

He told Weiyang's father that no matter how good or bad things were done, the last remaining surplus wood would be given to him.

This is the request of his relatives, and it is naturally difficult for Weiyang's father to refuse.

However, he obviously didn't want to go, so he said very euphemistically, "Weiyang went down to the ditch to collect firewood, and it was not long before he left, and my baby was unattended...... It's like this, how do you see tomorrow? ”

Weiyang's father felt very embarrassed when he spoke, and even, for a moment, he thought whimsically in his heart that it would be good if Weiyang's mother didn't go to collect firewood.

"Tell Weiyang to play at my house, you know, how big my yard is, it's all empty now...... As long as the baby can't stumble, how he likes to run, just tell him how to run, in short, you can do anything, you just have to rest assured. ”

Wei Biao tried to cut off the remaining hesitation of Wei Yang's father, so he turned around and waved his hand in the direction of his compound, saying, "Look, I have prepared all the wood, and it is not easy to move it back now."

However, I see that the last time you made me a chair, it was quite fast, and the small one you are calling for now is the one you made last year.

It took you less than a morning to get it done. So, I guess it won't take you much time if it's fast! Besides, you're idle......"

Weiyang's father was dumbfounded, in fact, he didn't have anything to say at that time. So he went to the firewood room and got the wooden tools, took the dry tobacco from the good heart, lit it with fire, and led the sheep over.

Weiyang's father came to the courtyard of Weiqi's house with great fanfare with tools, and when he saw five or six log rafters in the yard, he was immediately angry.

Weiyang's father thought that everything he said was ready, which meant that the rafters were made into boards, and now all that was left was simple measurements, simple markings, simple drills and rivets, and so on.

You know, a log rafter can be sawed into a board with all your might, and it takes more than an hour.

Therefore he was disgusted with his brother's lack of self-righteousness, and he always took many things for granted, as simple as he thought.

However, now he thought, since he has come here, why pick and choose.

I had to do it.

"I thought you had sawed all the rafters, but look at me, I didn't even bring a saw when I came." Weiyang's father smiled and said in a friendly tone.

In fact, he even had to hide his complaints, and he didn't dare to speak out, for fear of showing him out.

He finally lowered his voice and said, "I'll go back and get it now." ”

Before he heard it, he felt that he was just a trivial thing like forgetting to bring a saw.

The courtyard of the unsassy house was very large, and the large one could accommodate ten horses to rejoice freely.

The yard is also spacious.

There were two large apricot trees in the yard that looked to have long since withered, and under the trees there were two old hens, leisurely pecking at the dead leaves in the soil.

At this time, Xiao Weiyang chased the chickens all over the yard.

After a while, Weiyang's father came back with a saw as usual.

During this period, he was busy moving the rafters around, moving them around, but he still didn't move.

When Wei Biao saw Wei Yang's father coming, he quickly approached him, handed him a cigarette, and lit it.

Then the two began to work together to pull the evidence.

Weiyang's father saw Weiyang running happily like a horse in the yard, so he didn't take care of him anymore.

The sawtooth 'sizzled' at the wood, and sawdust flowed down the sides of the saw blade like saliva.

At this time, snowflakes fell in the sky, for the first time since the early winter.

The snowflakes are like finely ground salt particles, gently, softly, and as soon as they fall to the ground, they quickly disappear.

The sheep stopped strangely at this moment, and then ran after the small powdery snowflakes all over the yard.

Run, run, run, tired, and then stop again, spinning in circles.

The little snowflakes still fell lightly, on his little hands, on the bridge of his short nose.

Weiyang grinned, hurriedly protruding his tongue to pick it up, and the snowflakes 'swished' and fell on the base of his tongue, and he felt a trace of coldness in his heart.

After a while, a thin wind began to blow again, and although the wind was not light enough to attract attention, it was biting cold on the face, like a knife cut.

Soon, the fine soil foam on the yard floor began to wet and became wet.

Weiyang entertained himself in the yard for a while, and got tired of playing, and then ran to his father again, looking at his father and the elders curiously, and watching them pull the saw one after the other.

Strangely, he grabbed a handful of sawdust with his hand and threw it into the sky very comfortably.

At this time, the wind is blowing harder and stronger, and the snowflakes are falling more and more rapidly.

Weiyang raised his head to the sky and called 'ahhhh

Immediately afterward, he sneezed twice into the wind.

Snot and tears also came out.

Hang a string of long silk threads in the two nostrils, and the sheep "poof" inhales, suck some in, and the rest, he wiped it casually, and then, he habitually rubbed it on the placket of the clothes, and after rubbing, he happily turned the circle.

The snowflakes began to fall to the ground, and gradually, by now, they have begun to settle on the ground.

"The snow is getting heavier and heavier," he murmured, changing his hand, "it seems that it can't be stopped, so let's move back to the kiln now." ”

The saw makes an even "click" sound.

Weiyang's father gritted his teeth and said, "It's almost over, and it's not too late to move when you pull your head out." Weiyang's father looked resentful, as if someone owed him 10,000 yuan and didn't pay it back.

After five minutes, the sharp serrations cut off the last board impartially.

Weiyang's father picked up the tools and began to shift his position, but Weiyang looked at a loss when he saw Weiyang's father moving the tools, he did not show the spirit that an owner should have, nor did he make the enthusiasm and diligence of a direct relative.

In fact, he is an outsider.

After Weiyang's father ran out for the second time, he and Weibiao carried another rafter into the kiln together, and at this time he looked extremely restrained, as if he was serving others for free.

At this moment, the ground was almost white, like silver white hair.

Weiyang, who was dizzy and dizzy in circles, took a sharp breath of cool air in the wind, and at this time, he sneezed again with his back facing the sky. The snot hung on his nose like a filament, and he rubbed it against the placket of his shirt as usual, and then began to play with himself.

This time, however, his not-so-graceful little gesture was noticed by his father, who yelled at him angrily, saying, "You little rabbit, rub your snot on the placket of your clothes again, and you rub it again for me to see!" ”

Weiyang realized that his father was yelling at him, so he ran away in a puff of smoke.