"A few knives carved on the old bamboo root can someone buy it? Why buy something that you can't eat or wear? ”

This time, Liu Huahua didn't believe it, and she felt that only eating was the most real thing in the world.

"Why not, eldest sister, second sister, you forgot the longevity carved vertical screen we bought for my grandmother, that thing is rosewood, which is not valuable, but let people carve patterns on it, and the price has doubled all of a sudden, don't you say?"

Seeing that the eldest sister and the second sister suddenly realized and nodded one after another, Liu Guiyuan continued to enlighten them: "We ordinary farmers will definitely not buy such delicate small pieces, but then again, we can't afford it, but the rich idlers in the town, as well as the daughter who lives in the boudoir, they can like this kind of elegant thing." ”

"Yes, when I was a child, I studied in a private school, and there was a rich boy who used none of the four treasures of the study room that was not exquisite and detailed, yes, I remember that he had a bamboo carved pen holder that Panasonic asked the boy, and the master liked it very much, and he also gave it to the master."

Zhang Jichao by Liu Guiyuan so a little dial, as if the clouds and mist to see the blue sky as sober, he held the old bamboo root in his hand with both hands, staring intently, not to mention, he originally looked at the old bamboo root how to look at it is a burning waste, now look at each one is an elegant ornament that can be carefully crafted.

"Great, the old bamboo roots can be carved into all kinds of ornaments, my bamboo garden is saved now, my father doesn't have to worry anymore, cousin longan, thank you for reminding me of this, go, go home and tell my father the good news."

Zhang Jichao was excited, and ran home with Lao Zhu in his arms, not paying attention to the fact that the three cousins were still behind and didn't keep up.

"The eldest cousin is like this, compared with before, but he is not stable at all." Liu Huaanhua covered his mouth and laughed behind his head, and Liu Guiyuan also laughed.

Liu Hongzao was very interested in the bamboo carving that Liu Guiyuan said, and she was not in a hurry to leave at this time, she lowered her head and rummaged in the bamboo garden to find something, and said while looking for it: "A few of our sisters, just count the longan brain, you said that we went to buy the longevity carved vertical screen, she can think of the bamboo root carving, we can only think about eating, it is really more popular than people." ”

Liu Hongjube rummaged on the ground for a long time, and finally found a thin bamboo root, smiled and showed it to the two of them, and said: "I want to take a small one back, let's carve a Meilan bamboo chrysanthemum incense tube when I go back, and then pick some wild flowers and mugwort, dry it and put it on the bedside to smell the fragrance, what's the matter?" ”

"Of course, I'm also going to find a beautiful bamboo root and take it back to carve and play." Liu Huahua was also interested when he heard it, and followed Liu Hongjube to find it.

Liu Guiyuan had nothing to do, walked around the bamboo garden of his uncle's house, I have to say, the scale of the bamboo garden of the uncle's house is really large, you can imagine how much silver and hard work he spent on it back then, correspondingly, because of the heavy losses due to the flood, coupled with the second brother's family's tough "selling bamboo garden", how difficult it was for him at that time, I guess he has gritted his teeth for so many years, right?

Thinking of this, Liu Guiyuan was in awe of his uncle who worked hard to get rich in this time and space, this is the tireless fighting spirit of entrepreneurs!

The three sisters took the bamboo carving, slowly walked towards the uncle's house, the uncle was killing fish at home, saw the son holding the old bamboo root back, left the three cousins behind, so angry that he was about to take the bamboo pole to whip him, when he heard him say that the ornaments carved from the bamboo root can be sold for money, the back slightly arched suddenly straightened up, the eyes were shining, and he dragged him to tell him to speak word by word.

When the three sisters walked into the courtyard of their uncle's house, they saw their uncle Zhang Chengdong holding a bamboo pole in one hand and a kitchen knife in the other, standing in front of his eldest cousin, who was also holding the old bamboo roots, dancing and laughing from time to time.

"Cheng Dong, don't worry about the things in your hand, don't scare your nieces!"

Grandma Luo came out of the kitchen, and when she saw her eldest son like this, she reprimanded her with a stiff face, but Liu Guiyuan saw that Grandma Luo had a smile in her eyebrows.

"Yes, yes, don't scare their sisters," Uncle Zhang Chengdong put down the things in his hand, stretched a pair of eyebrows, and said with a smile to a niece: "Thanks to you, otherwise we have to fill in the stove door and burn so many old bamboo roots.....

Uncle Zhang Chengdong was so happy that he couldn't do it, and he praised the three nieces, and Fang Shi, who was squatting in the kitchen to wash rice, rolled his eyes, in her opinion, the old bamboo roots are waste wood that no one wants, even if someone is asked to carve them into flowers and birds, no one will buy them, if someone really buys them, there are so many waste old tree roots on Shuangya Mountain, why no one picks them up to carve and sell them for money?

"Okay, the more you talk about it, the more you don't like it, they are just ordinary little girls, how can they afford the title of Bodhisattva, you know that you are talking nonsense as soon as you are happy, and you will not talk nonsense like this in the future."

Grandma Luo crossed her waist, glared at her son, and told him not to talk nonsense, she is particular about doing this, children, especially children from ordinary people, can't boast high, let alone praise the gods and Buddhas, what if the life is not enough to hold on, especially Xiao Guiyuan, her life is the weakest, if it is smaller, she has to give Guiyuan a cheap name like Dog Nier and Dog Leftover, so that she can live well. Now that she's eight years old, she can't afford it.

Seeing that it was not early, the uncle's family had already begun to prepare dinner, and there were lovely guests at home, so they naturally wanted to prepare some fish and meat to entertain them, but his family was now short of money and couldn't buy pork and mutton, so he could only go to the village who was good at fishing to get a fish on credit first, and then pay him back after selling eggs for money in a few days.

Seeing that the meal was coming soon, Liu Guiyuan's stomach was already hungry, so she temporarily held back the thoughts in her heart and decided to talk to her uncle about how to save the aging of the bamboo garden after she had her stomach.

"Red dates, peanuts, longan, all come to eat, lotus seeds don't need to ask, I fed her batter, and now I will play on the bamboo couch by myself, it will not be in the way."

Holding a stack of chopsticks in her hand, Grandma Luo stood at the door of the kitchen, calling the sisters to come out to eat, the eldest cousin picked up a bamboo table from the wall of the north house, snapped it and put it in the middle of the courtyard, and then used both hands and feet to move a series of bamboo benches over.

Most of today's rice is cooked by Grandma Luo, although except for a plate of fish is a meat vegetable, the rest are vegetables freshly picked from the vegetable garden, but they are still remediated by her, and they look hearty and delicious.

A plate of scrambled eggs with sharp peppers, a plate of celery fried with salted pork, a plate of cold tomatoes, a plate of fried pickled bamboo shoots with leeks, a pot of loofah egg soup, and braised fish are exactly six dishes, this is the standard of farmhouse hospitality.

During the meal, the eldest aunt Fang poked the fish head and asked Grandma Luo: "Mother, how many eggs do we have in our house?"

"That's more, I just counted, and there are still twenty or thirty, enough for our family to eat." Grandma Luo pretended not to understand the meaning of her words.

"What, it's twenty or thirty, what are these enough to do, the day after tomorrow, you have to eat eggs for your birthday, and in a few days you have to bring some courtesy to Zhu's family, seeing that the hot chicken doesn't like to lay eggs, there are few eggs left, and they are exchanged for two fish, and this day will not be able to pass in the future?"

Grandma Luo is good at raising chickens, the family conditions were good before, only five or six enough to lay eggs, and then the uncle collected the timber at a loss, and there was an accident at the end of the bamboo garden, Grandma Luo began to raise chickens on a large scale, first a dozen or so raised, and then a dozen raised, and this year it was twenty-five chickens in one go. At the end of the year, half of the family's food, clothing, and chewing came from the ground, and the other half came from eggs.

Like when Lianzi was just born, the silver lock that Grandma Luo played for her was added with eggs in exchange for money, and the eldest aunt Fang's mother originally thought that Grandma Luo used the money from selling eggs to play the silver lock, and now she saw a plate of braised fish on the dining table, and there was a bigger fish in the kitchen tank, so she was naturally not in a good mood.

"What about eating, what are you talking about?"

Uncle Zhang Chengdong was a little displeased, and slammed the table with chopsticks, signaling the Fang family not to say this in front of his niece. However, the Fang clan didn't buy his account, so he opened his mouth and asked him: "Okay, don't talk about eggs, I'll talk to you about something else." What are you going to do with Tiezhu's family affairs, the family can only make up three taels of sixteen taels of dowry, where will the rest go? ”

Zhang Chengdong also had a headache for this matter, but now there is a way to carve old bamboo roots, I believe that it will not be long before he can raise some capital to do business, and then go outside to collect timber, it's a big deal, go to the deep mountains, think of this and say to the other party: "Tiezhu's family affairs can be postponed for half a year, then I have enough money, make an appointment with a few peers, and personally go to Fujian, where the fir grows well, if you send it to Jiangnan ......"

"You're going out to collect timber? Okay, I think you are a good scar and forget the pain, if you hadn't taken away all the family's savings and harvested wood, our family would not have fallen to the point where you have to calculate eating an egg now, you still want Tiezhu's family affairs to be delayed, how old is he now, and he has to be delayed? ”

Fang Shi angrily threw the chopsticks out, pointed at the nose of the eldest uncle Zhang Chengdong and began to scold, the eldest cousin didn't say a word and just stared at the rice grains in the bowl, Grandma Luo frowned and persuaded on the side, a good dinner, a few people couldn't swallow it, and they went into the house after two mouthfuls.

"Cuizhen, why are you splashing like this now, he started from wood, and now he has a way to earn money, so he is naturally thinking about making money from wood, don't you say that you support her, why do you still make such a fuss in front of a few children?"

Grandma Luo couldn't help but say a few words to her, this Cuizhen had a very supple temperament when the family was undefeated before, and treated her husband and her mother-in-law respectfully, since the family suffered such a catastrophe, she gradually became mean and strong, not to mention that she didn't have any respect for her mother-in-law before, but she didn't have a good face for her own men and children.

"Mother, you think I want to make trouble, he doesn't care about family affairs at all, he guards the broken bamboo garden every day, not a single bamboo is sold, I don't know how many people in the village see our jokes?" Fang's pinched his clothes and wiped his tears little by little, the eldest cousin saw it and hurriedly sent a handkerchief, who knew that Fang's saw the handkerchief sent by his son, he couldn't stop his tears, and cried and said: "It's not that I can't say that I can't live a hard life, but I just don't want to be unwilling in my heart, when I think that my two daughters are married to good families, when my son says that he has chosen a wife, the better people around him are either hiding or sneering, all of them are snobs, woo, why......"

Pick and choose, and finally pick a person who is not so poor and loves the rich, people opened their mouths to accept, but they couldn't get the corresponding bride price, do you say she can be happy in her heart?

The first night when the three sisters of the Liu family came to their uncle's house spent the first night in Fang's crying......