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Zhang Qian had just returned from work at the textile factory.

Holding the eggs he just bought, he greeted the neighbors on the street, and smiled and talked about his parents' shortcomings.

All the way through the street to the courtyard.

Parvis.

"Yo~ The eggs in this hand look good!"

Aunt Jiang was washing clothes next to her, and when she saw Zhang Qian holding eggs in her hands, her eyes immediately lit up, and she thought about rubbing some eggs at the meal, she hadn't opened meat for a long time.

Zhang Qian didn't say anything, and walked straight to the backyard.

"Phew!" Mrs. Xue sat in front of the door, and when she saw Zhang Qian's figure, she took a break: "It's not a thing, I don't know how to donate some to my family if I have money to eat eggs!" ”

"Whew!" Zhang Qian glanced at it, and the corners of her mouth were slightly raised.

"What are you laughing at?" Mrs. Xue was a little annoyed and angry.

Zhang Qian stood still and said lightly: "What's wrong with laughing at you?" ”

Mrs. Xue looked at her viciously: "A few days ago, our family Tiange died of a work injury, and the whole hospital donated money, if you don't donate, are you still human?" ”

Mrs. Xue was angry in her heart, and she brought up the old thing again, her voice was very loud, which attracted the neighbors in the courtyard to look sideways and stop to watch.

Zhang Qian didn't want to quarrel with Mrs. Xue, so she delayed going home to cook, so she ignored it and let her say whatever she wanted.

Seeing that Zhang Qian ignored herself, Mrs. Xue felt humiliated, and she shouted loudly: "I don't live anymore, even Zhang Qian bullied me, a poor old woman, if nothing happened to my family Tiange, who would dare to bully me?" ”

Mrs. Xue's voice echoed in the courtyard, the bleak evening breeze ruffled her sideburns, tears stained her clothes, Mrs. Xue was sad, maybe she was angry with Zhang Qian, maybe she remembered her deceased son-in-law, she sat lonely on the threshold, looking a little desolate.

Most of the neighbors were silent, after all, in this era, no one is rich, and the emergency is not to help the poor, Zhang Qian is now the director of the canteen, holding great power, and he can't offend people for an old lady.

....

Following.

Today, Zhang Qian took a break and originally wanted to sleep lazily, but as soon as the sky lit up slightly, she couldn't fall asleep and simply got up.

Looking at the dilapidated furniture in her home, she suddenly felt a little obstructive and planned to rebuild a new set of furniture for herself.

After a simple wash, Zhang Qian changed her clothes and went out to take a look at the building materials market.

On the way, I met Xue Ling who was cooking in a pot.

"Woke up so early today!" Xue Ling greeted with a smile, the current Zhang Qian is the director of the canteen, and she is considered the leader of the factory, so she doesn't dare to offend easily.

Zhang Qian didn't even look at her, and walked straight by.

Seeing the woman with money open, she really didn't take her seriously.

Xue Ling looked at her back, his face gloomy.

Building materials market.

Zhang Qian was wandering around, looking east and west, but she couldn't see a satisfactory one.

Maybe it's because she has too much vision now, and she really can't look at ordinary wood.

After walking for a long time, Zhang Qian's eyes lit up.

Walk into a store.

"This young lady, do you want to buy wood?" The fat boss said with a smile.

"Well, what good wood do you have in this store, I'm going to buy some wood for furniture."

The furniture of later generations can be purchased directly in the mall, and someone is responsible for the door-to-door installation, and the owner only needs to pay for it. But now it can

It is the fifties, and the furniture in this era is prepared with wood, and then specially built by the carpenter, which is handmade and durable.

The furniture made of good wood is generally not broken for decades.

"Look, this is the best mulberry! The biggest advantage of this mulberry wood is that the grain is beautiful, and it is suitable for simple style furniture. ”

"And here, this is locust wood, which has the effect of being insect resistant and corrosion-resistant, and can be used as cabinets and other furniture."

There are many kinds of wood in the store, and the fat boss patiently introduced the characteristics of each kind of wood.

In the end, Zhang Qian spent ten yuan to buy a few pieces of wood, planning to go home to make a set of furniture.

After paying, Zhang Qian asked, "Boss, can you deliver the goods?" ”

There was too much wood and it was heavy, and she definitely couldn't move it back herself.

"Package, don't worry!" The boss smiled, holding the ten yuan given by Zhang Qian in his hand, this is a big customer.

Don't wait!

Zhang Qian reported an address to the boss and walked out of the store, planning to buy some more tools for making furniture.

With wood, you can't do without tools.

When Zhang Qian returned to the courtyard with the tools.

A crowd of people gathered around her door, looking at the wood on the ground and gesturing.

"It's all good wood."

"It's really rich, what are you going to do when you buy so much wood at one time?"

"Who knows, maybe it's going to be furniture!"

Everyone pointed and talked about it.

"Hey, I said, everyone, what are you doing here around my house?"

"Zhang Qian, how much did you buy this wood?" Teacher Liao's eyes lit up, and he remembered that the furniture at home was also a little old, and he wanted to get some wood from Zhang Qian.

Many of the people were reluctant to go.

Zhang Qian didn't bother to deal with this group of people, walked over with tools, and directly began to cut wood.

Planing, mortise and tenon, scale......

The movements are skillful, and the sex is pinched.

As she moved, the wood took shape. The crowd also turned from ridicule at the beginning to shock.

"It's pretty good!" Teacher Liao looked at it with interest, this is more interesting than watering flowers.

After a while, a chair silhouette had appeared in Zhang Qian's hand, which was being spliced. Whether a piece of furniture is good or not, the most important point is the mortise and tenon technique. The better the furniture, the mortise and tenon must be seamless.

Zhang Qian carefully measured the scale, and at the same time took the sandpaper to polish the wood. The wood has been cut by her to have an irregular surface, but when polished, it is incredibly smooth and brightly colored.

An hour later.

A delicate wooden chair appeared in front of everyone. The outer corners of the chair are slightly curved downward, not large but imposing.

Everyone was stunned, when Zhang Qian could have this skill, after the shock, it was a compliment and praise, and then it was to scatter the birds and beasts, and after watching the excitement, they all went back to their respective homes.

......

When they came home, they were still discussing today's events.

This morning, Zhang Qian's first-hand carpentry amazed everyone.

Especially the finished product, it is beautiful, and it is not easy to look at.

I'm thinking about how to take advantage of it.

Liang family.

Liang Jinxiu and Liang Songshan sat at the table, intending to eat, and there were roast duck and potato stewed pork ribs on the table, which was quite hearty.

Liang Jinxiu suddenly said: "Dad, something magical happened in the courtyard today?" ”

"What's wrong?" Liang Songshan took a bite of the dish and asked casually.

"Zhang Qian made a chair in front of everyone this morning, which looks better than the ones sold outside!"

When Liang Songshan heard this, he was surprised: "This Zhang Qian can also carpentry?" I've never heard of it! ”

He thought for a moment and then said, "However, this matter has nothing to do with our family, let's eat." ”

At this moment, many people in the courtyard are discussing this matter at home.

There are no entertainment projects in this era, they are all short in some parents, and Zhang Qian's matter is naturally used by everyone as a 'meal'!

The father and daughter of the Liang family are eating.

Suddenly, there was a knock on the door.

"Who?"

Xue Ling's voice came from outside the door: "Uncle Liang, it's me, can you open the door?" ”

Liang Songshan said: "Xiao Ling, I'm busy, if you have anything to say, just talk outside." ”

Seeing that he refused to open the door, Xue Ling could only say outside the door: "Uncle Liang, is your family eating meat today?" My mom hadn't eaten meat in a long time, so she asked me to come and borrow some. ”

Liang Jinxiu suddenly couldn't bear it, and whispered: "Dad, why don't we divide the ribs into half of their family." ”

Liang Songshan said angrily: "Okay, you send them the half of your bowl." ”

"Dad, why are you like this?" When Liang Jinxiu heard this, he was not happy.

"Jinxiu, if you want to send it, you can send your own portion, I want to keep this dish for wine?"

"Then I won't send it."

Liang Jinxiu said to the door: "Xiao Ling, if your mother wants to eat meat, let her buy it herself." ”

Xue Ling saw that this method didn't work, so he could only go back first.

"Why didn't you bring it here?" Seeing that Xue Ling was empty-handed, Mrs. Xue asked with a dark face.

"Mom, their door is locked, and I can't get in." Xue Ling said.

"This old Liang is really hateful, he even locks the door." Mrs. Xue scolded angrily.