The fire clouds in the western sky are red, and the ten thousand rays of light are sprinkled down, as if they can set the mountains and trees on fire. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info Liu Shengguo took square steps, bathed in the glow, and left the brick kiln in the north of the village to walk home. The bricklayer Zeng Qingfu wanted to raise the fire in the kiln, and it was not good for him, the secretary of the brigade, to be present.

In the blink of an eye, the seventy-seven days of grandfather Liu Liyang and father Liu Shengtang have passed. As time passed, the grief was gradually buried in the heart.

After all, the dead have died, and the living have to live.

Liu Shengguo was not an ordinary person after all, although the loss of two elders in a few days made him sad and angry, he quickly relieved himself. The head of a village, the head of a family, does not allow him to languish. There are so many things that he needs to arrange and deal with, and he can only "turn grief into strength".

My father is gone, and the original plan to build a house has to continue. Now that there is no cinnamon oilmaker, the homestead is ready to use. As soon as his father's first seven days passed, he held a family meeting, and made it clear that he would repair the house and build the house first, complete his father's wishes, and divide the family after it was completed, and the new house would be distributed to the third and fourth children, and the old yard would belong to him and the second, and the whole family would pass it. So they assigned tasks and performed their duties, so that busyness and hope washed away everyone's sadness.

Thousands of tall buildings rise from the ground. It is impossible to build a house overnight, you have to eat one bite at a time, and Ruth has to go step by step. The homestead is no problem, and the next step is to build the bricks and tiles of the house.

Xinghua Village is located in the middle of nowhere, if you go to the brick and tile factory outside the mountain to buy, one is expensive, the other is inconvenient, the Mao Ma Road is only repaired to the entrance of the village, it is extremely inconvenient, it is not as good as your own kiln firing cost-effective.

Firing bricks and tiles is, of course, inseparable from potters and bricklayers. In Xinghua Village, the most suitable candidate is Zeng Qingfu.

Zeng Qingfu of the seventh team is an upright person and is the best brick and tile cellar master in Fangyuan. Although the two families have disagreements, Liu Yingguo believes that as long as their family invites them, he will definitely come.

The quality of bricks and tiles directly affects the quality and appearance of the house, which cannot be sloppy and must strive for the best. Liu Yingguo personally went to the Seventh Team Zeng Qingfu's house.

Zeng Qingfu promised to come, and chose to take soil from the kiln in the north of the village, and at the same time make bricks and tiles, and build a cave arch kiln.

The arch kiln burns bricks and tiles, which is simple to say, but actually very cumbersome.

The first is to take soil and mud. It is necessary for people to dig up the loess that is less stony and suitable for firing bricks and tiles layer by layer and pile it into a large pile, and then bring a buffalo or ox, pour an appropriate amount of water into the loess, and people lead the oxen to step on it in a circle. At first, the loess will be very wet and wet, and it is very difficult to step in and pull out the mud of the two feet, and after the people and cattle repeatedly trample on it, the loess becomes cooked mud, and the glutinous feet are no longer touched even if the mud is reconciled.

When the mud is ready, cut off the mud piece by piece with a semi-circular mud bow with a wire bow, and move it into the thatched shed on the side and cover it with nylon film paper to prevent it from drying and coming back to life. When all this is ready, you can make bricks and tiles.

The production of green brick mud is simple and easy, as long as both arms have a strength, the mud ball is thrown into the rectangular wooden brick box, the four corners are enriched, the remaining mud is scraped off, the brick box is raised, and the rectangular brick is moved to the flat ground paved with fine sand or barren grain or sawn wood ash to dry and stack well.

There is a certain amount of skill and difficulty in making tile blanks. The mold is a wooden barrel called a clay bucket. First, the clay bucket that can be opened is set on the wooden frame rotating board of the lower abdomen, and then a home weaving tube is put on the outside of the clay bucket, the clay bucket is stretched, and then the rectangular mud block about three or four minutes thick is cut with a mud bow and pasted on the periphery of the clay bucket, and the wooden frame is rotated with the feet, and the clay bucket is driven to rotate at the same time, and the clay bucket is ironed and ironed on the clay bucket with mud water in one hand, and then the raw edge is scraped off, and it is put in the sunning lawn. When it is semi-dry, the mud tube is collected inward, two by two, and it becomes four pieces of tile blanks, and then a stack of stacks is good, and it can be fired in the kiln after it is dry.

After more than a month of mud production, the day before yesterday began to install the kiln? Until now, it can finally be lit and fired.

At this time, Zeng Qingfu installed the last stack of tiles in the kiln, repeatedly inspected the fire path, and withdrew to seal the kiln mouth. Then I went around the kiln again, carefully checked the smoke window and the skylight on the top of the kiln, and then began to worship the kiln.

Bathed in the glow of the setting sun, Zeng Qingfu circled around the top of the kiln and spilled a pot of aged vinegar. The sacrificial kiln is exquisite, and the wine vinegar is to ward off evil spirits. After sprinkling vinegar, he returned to the kiln door, set up the shrine, offered three animals wine and food, burned incense and kowtowed, recited a peace mantra, and worshiped the wind and fire immortal. Then he took the rooster in Liu De'an's hand, killed it with a knife, sprinkled blood at the door of the kiln, and then threw the chicken and shouted: "Fire!" ”

Liu De'an, who was already ready, handed him the match, he took it and lit it and threw it into the wide fire mouth, and a raging fire immediately ignited in the fire hall. He added the first handful of firewood, then withdrew, and handed over the task of adding firewood to Liu De'an and Li Jiefang.

At this point, the ritual of the sacrifice kiln ends.

Secretary Liu Yingguo wants to build nine houses, and the cost of bricks and tiles is very large, although this big kiln is built, it has to be burned in the second kiln to be used. In the past month or so, Zeng Qingfu took seven or eight people from the professional team of the brigade, and took the blank from the mud, dried the bricks and tiles, and finally dried them all before the summer and autumn rains, and now they only need to burn the kiln to produce the finished product.

The mason kiln worker is a tired and dirty trade, and it is not much difficult to make a billet out of the kiln, and he is not afraid of hardship if he has the strength, but the arch kiln is a technical job.

The first is site selection. Make full use of the thick mountain ridge of loess to excavate the kiln body, the kiln is arched with yellow clay lime, the key is to arch the kiln roof, must be firm, because the kiln field on the top of the cellar should be soaked in water after the fire, so as to cool down and color, if the kiln is not arched, in case of collapse, a kiln bricks and tiles are wasted, not to mention, if it is not good, it will be killed.

The second is the mastery of kiln loading and fire. If the kiln is not well installed, the fire channel will not be burned through if it is not left right, and there will be many defective products, and it will even collapse if it is not good; If the heat is not well mastered, the bricks and tiles will not be burned, and they will either be old or tender. It is old and deformed, the brickwork is not good, the tile cover is uneven, and it is only slightly harder than the mud when it is tender and not burned through, and it is a waste product that cannot be used at all.

Finally, there is the sealing of the fire. Green bricks and green tiles, the key is the word "green". The fire seal must be ground ash, and the ground ash is the grass ash produced by burning firewood and grass in each stove. The blue-gray grass and wood gray mist is absorbed by the bricks and tiles in the kiln, and then cooled by the cold water in the kiln field at the top of the kiln, and after several days and nightless sealing, the green and bright bricks and tiles can be formed.

Zeng Qingfu is over 50 years old, he is an old mason and potter, he can fire jars and water tanks, and he has been a master of the jar factory, so it is natural to burn bricks and tiles.

As soon as the kiln fire is raised, the general tile kiln has to be burned for two days and two nights before it can be sealed according to the situation. As the temperature in the kiln rises, the kiln mouth will get hotter and hotter, not to mention standing at the kiln mouth to add firewood? Therefore, at least three or four people must burn the fire, and they will take turns to fight in order to ensure that nothing happens.

Tonight is the first night, and he will take Liu De'an and Li Jiefang on duty. Now it is Liu De'an who is lighting the fire, Li Jiefang rests first, replaces Liu De'an in the middle of the night, lets Liu De'an rest, and then someone else will replace him tomorrow morning.

It was already dark, and the sky was full of stars. Zeng Qingfu sat in the grass shed next to the kiln, smoking dry tobacco "bar", watching Liu De'an add firewood to the fire. The firelight reflected his young and handsome sweaty face, and there was a long black-gray stain on the left side of his face that had been wiped from the sweat.

The offspring is a good offspring, the appearance is thoughtful, honest and diligent, can bear hardships and stand hard work, why is the ghost girl in her own family fascinated, crossing the river and demolishing the bridge, and insisting on climbing another high branch? I think I Zeng Qingfu thinks that he has been upright all his life, his words are like nails, he has never done anything sorry for others, and he has never broken his trust in others, but in the matter of his daughter, he is indeed ashamed and has no face to see people.

"Uncle cub is difficult to treat (manage), and the woman is not up to her mother", the old saying is not wrong at all! He took a deep breath of dry tobacco, knocked over a five-flavor jar in his heart, turned his head guiltily, and slowly exhaled a puff of smoke.