When the carpenter's workshop in the village of Wall was first established, it was just to be able to build some four-wheeled carriages.

At that time, the wheels and main axles of the carriage were bought by Surdak from the city of Highlandza, and later the carpenter's workshop could do more things, providing a large number of box plates for the reservoir project during the construction of the cistern, and two waterwheels connecting the mill were built at the fourth sluice gate of the cistern, and the village no longer needed to go to the windmill mill next to the canyon to grind rice.

When the townhouses were built in the village, the carpenter's workshop took on the task of framing the doors, windows and roofs of all the small buildings in the village.

Especially this year, the Woodsmith Workshop in Vol Village has absorbed many carpenters from other villages, and there are more than 30 carpenters in the workshop.

The townhouse built in the slum area of Dodan Town on the Bailin Plane, because the carpenters in the town were all hired by the lumberyard owner, are now halfway through the construction of the town, and the project is stuck in the installation of doors and windows, and it is impossible to turn backwards.

When Surdak returned to Vol Village this time, the first thing he thought of was to come to the carpenter's workshop, and he discussed with the village chief of Bright, wanting to take advantage of the next few days to make a batch of wooden windows and wooden doors.

Surdak and the old village chief walked into the carpenter's workshop.

The yards of the workshops have been equipped with canopies to protect them from the rain, and the yards are full of all kinds of firewood, many of which are labeled at one end and piled up haphazardly.

The barren land is close to Oak Ridge, so the largest amount of wood in the carpenter's workshop is oak, but there are also small quantities of hard oak, red pine, and yellow pine.

The old village chief usually doesn't take much care of this carpenter's workshop, he gives an order to the carpenter's workshop every once in a while, ensuring that the carpenters here have something to do every day.

In charge of this carpenter's workshop is Uncle Carpp of the village, who has a good carpenter's craft.

When the old village chief Bright found him, he was instructing two young men to cut a section of red pine into planks with a saw.

Uncle Culp wiped his hand on his apron, gave Surdak a heavy hug, and asked Surdak with a smile: "Dak, why are you back, didn't you say that you took the cavalry battalion to garrison the White Forest Plane?" The white forest plane is not far away, I heard that even the woods over there are white? ”

"This time I just took the time to come back and have a look." Surdak replied casually.

The group walked into the work area of the carpenter's workshop.

When the young people of the village saw Surdak walking in from outside, they all took the initiative to put down what they were doing and ran over to say hello.

The workshop is full of various wooden planks, and the space seems to be very small.

Everyone sat down in the workshop lounge, and there were two girls in the carpenter's workshop who were in charge of hospitality and odd jobs, and at the behest of Uncle Culp, they brought a plate of fruit.

Surdak sat in his chair, surrounded by a large number of people.

He said simply: "The forest over there is actually no different from the forest here, except that the oak ridge here is full of oak trees, and there are many red pines and fir trees, and there are also a lot of hard oak trees. Patches of white-stemmed reeds grew along the river on the white forest plane, and some grasses with white leaf edges, and the large pastures there looked like a scene of late autumn frost. ”

The young people looked yearning and said, "I see! Haha, that's good. ”

Everyone asked Surdak a lot of things again.

The old village chief Bright coughed and said:

"Culp, Duck came here to ask you to help make some doors and windows."

After speaking, he pointed to the wooden door and window that had just been brought in,

Culp immediately leaned over to take a closer look, and said with a relaxed expression: "Do this...... It should be no problem! ”

Then he looked at it carefully again and offered to propose:

"If it's colder in winter, I suggest that the windows be changed to a double-layer composite structure, and the handles and hinges on this wooden door are outdated, so we have long since replaced them with this more durable hinge......"

After speaking, he beckoned to the young man next to him, and the young man walked out quickly.

Culp continued: "The doors and windows are red pine, and we prefer oak ...... here."

After a while, the young man who had just walked out brought the polished copper door handle and heavy hinges to Surdak.

"The size of the doors and windows should meet my requirements, and the rest should be the most commonly used on our side, and the material should be solid enough, and it is best to install the window glass." Surdak said.

……

Surdak chatted for a while in the village's carpenter's workshop, and then went to the cistern upstream of the village to check it out.

Now is the hottest time of summer, and the children of the village are soaking in the five-level shallow pool, lining up to climb the high jumping platform, and then jumping into the pool without stopping, the scene is very lively.

In addition to the children, there are many village women squatting under the awning by the edge of another pond not far away, washing clothes.

Sure enough, as Luca said, more than half of the rainy season passed, and the fourth overflow pool was half filled with water.

Standing on the embankment until the beginning of September, Surdak said to the old village chief, "There is no more water in the fourth cistern, and if there is more, this cistern will become a sword hanging over the heads of all the villagers, and it will fall at any time......"

"We are in a mountain col, and every time it rains, the rainwater from the surrounding mountain walls will gather and wash down, and a light rain can raise the water level of the reservoir by a step."

Seeing that Surdak paid so much attention to the water storage problem of the reservoir, the old village chief agreed: "This year's rain is heavy, and there may not be much rain in the future, if it continues to rain, I will consider putting all the excess rainwater into the artificial canal......

……

The Wall Village Police Station has long been upgraded to the Badlands Security Squadron, but the Wall villagers still like to call it the Police Station.

Just like Surdak had long since become a nobleman, many people in the village still affectionately called him 'Dak'.

At the beginning, he rushed to the Bailin plane with the cavalry battalion, and the affairs of the Wall Village Security Station were completely handed over to a group of graduates who had just graduated from the Knight Academy.

It was a completely new challenge for these young reserve knights who had graduated from the Knight Academy.

Some of the reserve knights did not hold out.

They had lived here for a while, and found out that Surdak had actually gone to garrison other planes, and that he would probably be away for four years.

Realizing that their four years of precious time were likely to be wasted in this barren land, some of the reserve knights' initial enthusiasm was completely extinguished, and after some consideration, they chose to leave the barren land.

Of course, there are still some reserve knights who choose to stay, and there are still forty-two guards battalion knights left in the police station.

From a distance, I saw a group of knights training in riding at the gate of the police station, they rode horses, held knights' spears in their hands, and took turns charging at the wooden figures beside the mountain wall.

'Charge' is the skill that cavalry needs to master the most.

The young knights of the police station placed the wooden man close to the mountain wall, and when they launched a charge, they also had to take into account the problem of the war horse rushing in front of the wooden man and stopping in an instant.

If you stop early, the spear will probably not be able to pierce the wooden man, and even if it does, it will be weak.

It is even more dangerous if you stop late, and you may crash into the mountain wall with people and horses.

However, these young knights seem to be very familiar with this kind of exercise, and almost every step of the war horse is precisely calculated, and after a precise stab, they can still withdraw and leave in style.

Surdak and his party came to the door of the security station, and the captain of the security guard battalion of the security station hurriedly summoned all the knights in the security station to be reviewed by Surdak.

These regular knights, who graduated from the knight academy, led their horses and stood neatly in the courtyard of the security office.

"What's life like here? Still not used to it? Surdak asked gently, standing in front of these reserve knights.

Young knights, you look at me, I look at you, their expressions are a little reserved, and they don't know how to answer this question for a while.

"You patrol this barren land every day, do you see those sand pirates?" Surdak asked again.

Captain Danila immediately stood up from the team and said with a serious expression: "Report Captain, on the third day of the first month of this month, at the exit of the north bank of the west side of the Great Rift Valley, we encountered a team of sand thieves who had sneaked into the barren land. ”

Surdak walked over, patted Danila on the shoulder, and said to him, "The next time you see these sand pirates, let them leave as long as they don't threaten the safety of the villages in the Badlands." ”

He then added, "Remember that your job is only to patrol and maintain law and order in the Badlands. ”

Surdak watched as the shrub courtyard wall of the police station was very neatly trimmed, the yard was also cleaned, and two rows of townhouses were built in the open space behind the police station, which should have been the work of the old village chief of Bright.

Looking at the clear window, Surdak lowered his head and thought for a moment before saying:

"I'll only stay here for a few days when I come back this time, if anyone wants to leave the Badlands Security Squadron, you can tell me at any time, of course, if you're embarrassed, you can also come to me privately, of course, it's best during the day, I'm not in the mood to talk about your future at night."

"You are all outstanding graduates of the Knight Academy of Hylanza City, and I believe that you should also think about your future life in the middle of the barren land for half a year."

Surdak smiled faintly, and then said in a changed voice:

"Of course, during your tenure in the Badlands Security Squadron, your achievements are still worthy of recognition, patrolling the Wastelands every day and maintaining law and order in several villages, these things are very good."

"If you choose to stay here, these things will be your daily life."

All the reserve knights were silent, and no one took the initiative to stand up and offer to leave in public.

Surdak's impression of these academy students suddenly changed a lot for the better.

At this time, the captain of the Knights, Danila, stood up again and reported to Surdak:

"Squadron Leader Surdak, we think life here is also very good, in fact, we are probably doing this every day in the city of Highlandza, but here, the daily work will be more pure, I hope to stay here, and this is what most of us think."

"Well, since everybody thinks so, let's stay."

Surdak rubbed his hands, said nothing else, and left the police station with the old village chief Bright, Luke, and Aphrodite.

There was something to deal with on the other side of the townhouse, and Luke followed the village chief to the townhouse construction site in front of the village.

Aphrodite returned home with Surdak.

……

Old Sheila sat on a wicker chair in the courtyard basking in the sun, and the sun was shining on her withered cheeks, and she was a little drowsy.

It has been raining for the past few days, and the joints of her bones are aching, and this pain will only be relieved when she is basking in the sun.

She has been aging very fast lately, and when she used to have a hard life, she had to go to the family's wheat field to pull weeds and plant some beans on the ridges of the field this season, and at that time, her whole body was also painful, but she was not as weak as she is now.

She knew she was old, but she didn't expect to age so quickly.

I thought I would watch little Peter grow up...... Time flies!

Old Sheila has always had some worries in her eyes lately.

Little Peter squatted under a tree at the door, holding a wooden sword in his hand and slashing at the wooden figure by the wall, this is the homework that Mr. Andrew assigned every day before leaving, slashing, blocking, flat stabbing, and sweeping to complete 5,000 times a day.

According to Andrew, there are no shortcuts to the path of a warrior, and only through constant practice can you become stronger.

In such a hot weather, the other children in the village ran to swim in the reservoir, and the children's frolicking could be heard through the wall.

But little Peter couldn't go out to play, and he had to grit his teeth to endure the sore arms, and he wanted to be as powerful a knight as his father Surdak.

Rita came out of the house with a basin of water, placed it beside Sheila Sr., soaked Sheila Sr.'s towel in the basin, wrung it out again, and wiped it on her face.

Sheila Sr. is old, and many of her body functions are a little out of balance, and she won't sweat even on hot days.

However, she loves to bask in the sun, and at the same time, she is prone to heat stroke in the sun.

Rita said to old Sheila, "On such a hot day, you should let little Peter go out to play, aren't all the children in the village playing by the pool?" You look at the palm of his hand, is this the hand of a seven-year-old? Didn't you say that when he was old enough, he would be sent to study at the Knight Academy? ”

Hearing that his aunt Rita was arguing with his grandmother about this matter again, little Peter didn't look back, so he hurriedly said:

"Auntie, I'm not tired, I want to be a powerful knight like my father."

This is the old Sheila's favorite phrase to hear.

When Rita heard little Peter say this, she could only sigh slightly, and sat down at the feet of old Sheila.

Old Sheila lifted her heavy eyelids and glanced at her daughter, who was becoming more and more plump and round, her body was definitely not fat, she was the kind of girl who was full of flesh.

"Rita, I heard that a nice young man has been courting you lately?" Sheila Sr. asked very directly.

"How can there be ......," Rita blushed slightly.

Seeing Rita's twisted appearance, old Sheila felt a little more relaxed in her heart, and Rita's marriage was also one of her few concerns.

"It's time for me to prepare a dowry for you, I heard that Danila is a knight?" Sheila Sr. said again.

"He's just a reserve knight." Rita said disapprovingly.

There was finally a hint of fluctuation in Old Sheila's voice, and she said: "The reserve knight is also very good, if it was before, I would be thankful that you could marry, and I will go to the chief of Bright Village to inquire later, and see how he is!" ”

Rita blushed and ran up to the second-floor patio to help Natasha dry her laundry.

Old Sheila opened her eyes, the sun made her a little dizzy, she put her hand on her eyebrow bone, and said to Natasha on the terrace, "Natasha, you and Duck should have another child......"

Natasha was slightly stunned, stopped what she was doing, pulled her loose hair with her wet hands, and looked at old Sheila in the yard from the top of the building.

"He is engaged to the noble lady of the Luther family, and it is estimated that it will not be long before he marries, even if his heart for you remains the same, but you will get less and less favor, and in a few years, maybe only the children will be the bond between you......"

Old Sheila's tone was slow, but every word was like a hammer, knocking on Natasha's heart.

Natasha looked at little Peter in the shade of the tree, and then at her flat belly, and didn't know what to say.