Ye Wufu threw himself on the table, ashamed to raise his head to look at people, but he listened to everything Teacher Kong said, of course he didn't listen to it happily, said that this was a piece of advice against the ear? Not quite.

He felt that he was listening to a reprimand, and when he heard it in his heart, it was like drinking a cup of bitter medicine, even if it was a bitter medicine, he also felt uncomfortable, not to mention that he thought that this kind of medicine was also very toxic, so to speak, it killed his hopes and dreams, and bred his disappointment and self-pity.

He was even figuring out Mr. Kong's psychology, thinking that Mr. Kong must also regret that he should not intercede in front of Principal Jin and let him come back to school after being expelled from school, what was the result? The first place in math gave the school a leg up among similar schools in the town. Maybe Principal Jin also criticized Teacher Kong because of this, but Teacher Kong was emotional, so what he said before today's class seemed very angry.

After class, Ye Wufu picked up his schoolbag and walked out of the classroom and out of the school gate with his head down, and never returned; Teacher Kong never visited his home again and persuaded him to go to school again; When his grandfather learned about the situation, he was so discouraged that he never went to school again to ask a teacher to let his grandson continue his education.

Ye Wufu dropped out of school and stayed at home. A few days later, Ye Wenliang took him out to apprentice him to do carpentry, saying that if the carpenter became a master, he would become a carpenter, and he would have a bowl of rice to eat, which was better than planting crops.

It is not so easy to do carpentry well and learn carpenter well, Ye Wufu went to a family in a neighboring village with his grandfather for the first time to make a carved wooden bed for marriage, there are many processes and complex processes, it takes several days to select the sawing board alone, and the grandfather bounced the ink line on the wooden board to be sawed, and asked Ye Wufu to take the saw and saw it along the ink line piece by piece.

It is required that there can be no deviation, otherwise there will be deviations between this board and other boards, and if it is not good or the size is not enough, it can only be changed to scraps, or completely invalid.

However, the raw materials given by the owner are limited, if it exceeds the limit, scrap too much, and the owner needs to rematch the materials, exceeding the initial budget, it is unreasonable, which will cause certain losses to the owner, and the carpenter himself will not be cost-effective because of the nest work, so in principle, a piece of wood is not allowed to be scrapped.

Before the work, the grandfather emphasized this meaning to Ye Wufu, when Ye Wufu held the hacksaw to saw the plank, he was afraid that the sawing route would deviate from the ink line, so he was very careful, so he sawed very slowly, often after the grandfather planed the plank into a finished product, the plank that Ye Wufu sawed had not been sawed yet.

Grandpa was in a hurry and couldn't wait, so he took the hacksaw in Ye Wufu's hand and sawed it, sawed the wooden board with a few "squeaks", and the ink line on it was gone, but the sawdust floating on the ground showed a line. Of course, the planks were sawn neatly.

Ye Wufu admired his grandfather's craftsmanship very much, and thought that he was clumsy and only watched, so he didn't say a word.

Grandpa said that to do this kind of thing, you have to practice more, and you have to practice your strength, so that you don't feel that you have to work hard and suffer.

Grandpa also said, do you know the second father of the iron in the village? What is the reason that his right hand is half as large as his left? It's that he has been striking iron with a sledgehammer in his right hand for many years, and he has practiced a lot, and his joints are bigger, so he naturally has strength. If you practice to that level, you won't feel a disadvantage to see a board like this for you.

So saying, he sawed a piece of scrap wood. Grandpa felt that even if the saw broke, it would not be in the way, and the main thing to start the apprenticeship was to practice.

After practicing for ten years, Ye Wufu felt that although his right hand did not have a larger joints like the second father of the blacksmith Wang, he felt much stronger, so he asked his grandfather to saw for him those wooden planks with useful ink lines, and he "squeaked" the underground saw, and his eyes began to stare at the sawing line of the zigzag, all the way to Xinghua Village.

Suddenly, as soon as I looked up, I saw the wooden board carved flowers and birds in my grandfather's hand, and I strangely imagined that the pattern was very similar to the pattern on Hu Juan's schoolbag in the original class.

When he looked back at the sawn plank, he found that the sawsaw's saws had deviated an inch from the ink line, and he immediately stopped.

Grandpa didn't hear the sound of the saw board, knew that something was wrong, came over to take a look, and reprimanded him very annoyed, my grandfather, this is a piece of stepping board wood used as a shoe in front of the bed, but it was sawn by you, and it can't be used, so you can only replace it with another board. You don't do it! No more!

Later, his grandfather told him to use an axe to flatten the knots that protruded from the wood, and he squatted there and embroidered for a long time, and the knots were basically flattened, but not so smooth.

At this moment, the grandfather who was sawing and cutting the wooden planks on the side glanced at him, Ye Wufu was a little nervous, his hand to cut the wood trembled, he used his strength reservedly, but he was even more nervous, the axe somehow tilted to the side, and its blade "kissed" his left thumb heavily.

Ye Wufu suddenly felt the pain in his heart, and saw that the last section of his left thumb was about to be chopped off, and the big cut turned from white to red, and then blood came out.

Ye Wufu looked at the axe and wood like two poisonous insects entangled with him for a while, and he threw it and fell to the ground with a clang. The grandfather who was working was stunned for a moment, and then saw Wu Fuzheng frowning, and his mouth was flat and he was whining and crying.

Grandpa immediately stopped his work, ran over, held down the wound on his bleeding left thumb, and said, hurry up to the hospital.

At this time, Xue Yun, the owner who hired Ye Wenliang to do carpentry, came out of the inner room, saw that Ye Wufu was injured like this, and said that he should hurry to the county hospital for surgery and connect his left thumb, otherwise, he would be crippled.

Xue Dongjia, please, pay me some wages first, my grandson will cost money to go to the hospital! Ye Wenliang looked at him with begging eyes.

Xue Yun was reluctant, and thought: You and I have not finished making furniture, so let me pay the money first, which is a little unreasonable. Besides, your grandson's surgery may be far more expensive than I was paid to make furniture. He hesitated, and did not spit out what he wanted to say.

Seeing that he hesitated, Ye Wenliang let go of the hand that was holding Wu Fu's wound and motioned to Wu Fu to hold it down himself to prevent it from bleeding. He walked around, knelt in front of Xue Yun on both knees, and kept kowtowing, Xue Yun was "frozen", so he had to say, Master carpenter, you get up, get up, I'll pay you first, why bother?

Thank you Xue Dongjia, you can pay 2,000 yuan first!

The wages you pay me to make furniture are not worth 2,000 yuan!

The difference is borrowed from you and will be repaid by all means.

Xue Yun returned to the inner room and turned out, and gave Ye Wenliang 2,000 yuan in an attitude of charity. Ye Wenliang immediately took his grandson to the town and rushed to a large hospital in the county to treat him for surgery.

The doctor gave Ye Wufu a local anesthetic in the operating room, stitched 17 stitches on his wound, bandaged it, and then injected anti-inflammatory injections, finally saving his left thumb.

Before he was discharged from the hospital, the doctor told him not to touch a hard object with the injured thumb for 100 days.

After that, his grandfather no longer asked Ye Wufu to learn carpentry, and Ye Wufu was a little bored at home, so he went out for a walk. I once met Ye Xianda, a classmate from elementary school, who had graduated from college and was assigned to work in the county library.

Ye Wufu saw Ye Xianda, who was combing his hair with a small part, looking generous and elegant, he felt inferior, didn't want to talk to him, and lowered his head to bypass him. Unexpectedly, Ye Xianda stopped him, Wu Fu, what are you doing now?

Didn't do anything? Saying that, Ye Wufu stretched out his left thumb that had been scarred after the operation to show him, and said that he didn't go well with his grandfather to learn carpentering, and almost let the axe cut off his left thumb, and now he simply doesn't learn.

What are you going to do in the future? Ye Xianda asked with concern.

Haven't figured it out yet. Ye Wufu was a little pessimistic, and immediately said to Ye Xianda, can you help me find something in the city?