The man who came with the tench answered, "Hey, I remember that we didn't get a batch of oilcloth last time, and that thing is also very good!" ”

Oilcloth!

"Tarpaulin is fine! If you have one, give me more, and I'll definitely bring more prey next time. ”

In the end, the tench not only cleared out all the pheasants he brought, but even put more than 20 yuan into it. At this time, the tench deeply felt that these two things are really expensive!

You must know that she has to go into the mountains to fight for more than half a month, and she may not save so much!

Fortunately, she saved some money by selling prey before, otherwise she would definitely not be able to take out the more than 20 yuan.

She had to go back and fix the roof as soon as possible, the weather was getting colder and colder, and she didn't want to rain in the house anymore.

I had to pass through several villages when I went back, and I saw that someone had dried all the sorghum stalks, and then I thought that the brigade didn't give them anything at all, and this time I didn't even notify them.

She walked to a house outside the door that dried a lot of sorghum stalks, and saw an old lady in the house hunched over the yard from the fence wall of one person and arrived at the door.

"Grandma, can you exchange some of your sorghum stalks for me?"

At this time, it cannot be said to be bought, and it is not forbidden to exchange between villagers.

And when she saw the sorghum stalks, she remembered that it was hard to split the bamboo stalks, and her uncle's hands were scratched by the bamboo, so she couldn't see a good skin, so she wanted to change the sorghum stalks and go back.

The old lady was startled by the sudden appearance of the tench, and then squinted at the tench for a long time, and the boss came forward and said, "The little girl is not from our village!" Isn't sorghum grown in your village? ”

"Grandma, I'm from another village, and we grow a lot of rice in our village, so I don't plan to plant sorghum in our village. The roof of our house is leaking, and I want to change some of your sorghum stalks when I see so many stalks in your house. ”

Some villages in the planned economy will focus on what to grow, and none of the crops are normal. And the reason why the tench lies is because he is afraid that he is a stranger, and he is afraid that the old lady will not change it for himself. Rather than bothering to explain why they didn't get sorghum stalks, it is better to say that their village didn't plant them.

After speaking, the tench took off the back basket on his body and took out the two catties of brown sugar that had just been placed in the back basket outside to show the old lady.

The old lady was dazzled, and when she got closer, she saw that it was brown sugar, and immediately grinned silently and smiled happily with her two teeth.

"This thing is good, girl, you wait, I'll go get a scoop and share it with me, even if I change all the sorghum stalks in my house, I won't need so much." At this time, the best thing to load is the gourd scoop, sawed from the middle, whether it is filled with water or what is very practical.

The tench also laughed when he heard it, and the people at this time were very simple.

In the end, the old and the young pushed for a long time, the tench left half of the brown sugar for the old lady, and the old lady wanted to give all the sorghum stalks at home to the tench, and the tench did not ask for all, leaving two bundles for others, in case people need it!

The tench lied that her father and brother were outside the village, and she waited outside for fear of coming into the village to attract inquiries, so she transported it out from the mountain path, but in fact, the tench went out of the village to find a hidden place and put it all into her own space.

The old man's wheat straw this year also had to be repaired, and there was not much more, so he introduced the tench to the neighbor's house, so that the tench not only bought the sorghum stalks, but also gathered all the wheat straw outside.

Originally, there were a lot of things in the space, and I almost couldn't stuff them into these again.

After returning home, there happened to be no one at home, and the uncle went to work, and Erni must have gone out again with Sanni, which was just convenient for her to move the sorghum stalks and wheat straw out of the space.

When Erni and her brother-in-law came back one after another, they saw that the tench not only bought plastic sheeting and oilcloth, but also wheat straw and sorghum stalks, and their faces were filled with joy. Fixing the roof has become a concern for the whole family, and now that all the materials needed are ready, they can put their minds at ease.

So, they worked overtime overnight to string sorghum stalks.

Sorghum stalks are much simpler than splitting bamboo slivers and weaving bamboo mats. The hemp rope was strung one by one through the ocean needles, and it was swift and numb, and it was strung in half a room in the middle of the night.

The next morning and a half morning, the tench finished skewering the rest at home, there were not enough sorghum stalks, and the tench that had never dried up did not know how many sorghum stalks were needed for the two houses, and she felt that she had brought back a lot, but the result was still a little worse, and the rest could only use mats made of bamboo.

Before the uncle came back, the tench himself picked up the roof of the house on the east side, and the tench that still had the wooden sticks on the top that could still be used was kept, and the tench that was really rotten or moth-eaten was pried off, and when the uncle got off work, the nephew and uncle worked together to move new wooden sticks to the roof and fastened them to the beams with iron targets and palladium.

She didn't have the ability to get an iron target now, so she knocked on the old beams.

They don't have the ability to replace the tench in the house with a new one, so they can only use it alive first.

The wooden sticks that are fixed and supported are covered with plastic film, then laid on strings of sorghum stalks, followed by pasted yellow mud, and finally layers of wheat straw stalks made into sections with flocculating knives.

I was busy until the moon star, the stench, and my brother-in-law were able to get the east side right. When it was dry, they moved to the east side of the house, and then they took the roof of the west side.

Take advantage of the night to look at the masterpieces of your day, although you try to prepare as much as possible, and try to get as close as possible to the appearance of the houses of the villagers, but after all, there is no actual operation, and the top of the tench always feels a little fried, and it feels like it is not so lying on the stomach of the people in the village, but it is warped.

Fortunately, there was no rain in the middle, and after more than a week of drying, it was moved from the west to the east, and the tench picked off the roof on the west side and replaced it with a new one. And this side may have experience, and it seems to be a little smoother.

Once the house was completely tidyed, it became colder day by day. The day before the grain distribution, the village distributed a few educated youths from the city, three men and two women, with big red flowers on their chests, wearing imitation green military uniforms, all of them were full of energy, and they looked very different from the grizzled countrymen.

The arrival of the educated youth caused quite a stir in the village, and even the tench couldn't help but go back to see it.

The accommodation allocated to the educated youth in the village is also relatively better, so two houses were cleaned up in the brigade headquarters for the educated youths to live in.

The brigade's house was newly built, and it was also a red-tiled house, which made the villagers envious.

Finally waited for the distribution of food, and early in the morning, Erni was both excited and uneasy to urge the tench to go to the queue quickly, leaving her uncle at home to watch Sanni.

"Eldest sister, we must be in front of Grandma and them later, otherwise she will definitely bring back our family's grain. If we are taken away by the milk, we will not be able to come here if we want to come again. ”