Gradually, Liu Fang from only open wood, began to nail the wooden box frame, compared with the delicate furniture, the transportation of wooden boxes does not have much technical content, the wooden square and wooden slats according to the size of the carton sent by the low-voltage electrical factory, nailed out of a collision-proof wooden frame frame during transportation. After sealing, one side of the lid is nailed with a wooden strip, so that the packaging frame box is completed.

In addition to nailing the wooden box frame, Liu Fang endured hardships and studied hard, he collected some wooden nails (particles similar to tree knots on the wood) of some old trees he encountered when cutting materials, polished them into beads with grinding blades and serrated stones, and then used the old gauze after the master polished the furniture. Many years later, in his own woodworking studio, Liu Fang will also use all kinds of precious red sandalwood and huanghuali wood to make bracelets and give them to customers and friends, but the tools have become more high-tech 3D printers, and he can no longer find the feeling of the past.

In addition to some old-fashioned calculations such as "ruler to inch, add sixty percent" taught by the master, he will also use the set theory knowledge such as the Pythagorean theorem learned in school, as well as modern calculations such as cylinders and cones, to help the master calculate the size of some furniture, which is deeply liked by the master. Even Liu Xia, a junior sister who is already in the third year of junior high school, can easily solve algebra and solid geometry problems that cannot be calculated.

In addition to learning the craft from his master, reading books and listening to the radio are also one of Liu Fang's hobbies. Relying on the skills he learned, and taking the opportunity of going to the house of the former head teacher Liu Wencai to repair the tables and chairs, Liu Fang borrowed a yellowed copy of "Three Kingdoms" from the teacher's house. Since then, he has been out of control, and from time to time he goes to Mr. Liu's house to borrow books, such as "The Romance of the Fengshen", "The Complete Biography of Yue", "Life" and many other novels, which are the best habitat for Liu Fang after the heavy carpentry work during the day. Wandering in these words, Liu Fang's spirit is rich and comfortable, especially the story of Gao Jialin, a rural teacher in a small mountain village in the northwest in "Life", who is indomitable and struggles, is even more deeply attracted to him.

Liu Fang, who has poetry and books in his belly, is different from the ruffian young man in the village who does not read, he looks polite and polite, and no one will believe that he is a little carpenter when he walks the streets of the town. The honest parents have no education, and they don't have any topics to communicate with the master except for learning crafts and working. Senior sister Liu Xia is just a sister in his eyes, like a little fart. Full of words in the heart of a 17-year-old young man has no friends to confide in, let alone confidants.

At this time, an old-fashioned radio at home became his friend, and when those words of Mandarin came out of the speaker, Liu Fang was like meeting a bosom friend, from here he learned about the world outside Yangshi Town and even Yueqing City, and heard pop music in addition to Wenzhou Randan, cross talk, and many novels broadcast by Li Yemo teacher of the Central People's Radio. At a time when television was not yet widespread, this old-fashioned radio accompanied Yanagikata for countless sleepless nights.

Near the coast of Yangshi Town, every year in July, August, September, and even into October, typhoons will come, and each crossing lasts for three to five days, and the raging winds bring torrential rain, disturbing the town's chickens and dogs, and the village is often waterlogged. Liunan Village is no exception, although many rivers have been dredged and drainage ditches have been dug in the past two years, but every typhoon season, the water will still rush into the yard of Liugen's house, and every now and then, it is also the time when Liu Fang and Master are the most tired, and they need to move all the wood in the yard indoors, and planers and tools must be moved in.

The weather forecast in the 80s was almost as accurate as the older generation who looked at the sky and judged it empirically. When the typhoon predicted in September 1985 was delayed, and schools were closed for the holidays, every household in Liunan Village closed their doors and wrapped sandbags in plastic sheets to block the entrances more than one meter high, ready for the typhoon. It's just that the Yongtai Electric Appliance Factory in the town wants to send out the goods in the warehouse before the typhoon arrives, and customizes more than 300 wooden boxes here in Liugen. Liu Fang also needs to hurry up to complete this batch of wooden boxes for Master.

As long as it was not windy or rainy, Liu Fang and Master carried the planer to the yard to open the wooden box for nailing. After three days of sunny sunshine, everyone felt that the typhoon had turned, and such a situation also happened from time to time, and Master Liu Gen was ready to pull a set of tables and chairs to the town with his wife in a bamboo frame cart to sell. Before leaving, the planer was carried to the yard with Liu Fang as usual, and Liu Fang planned to step up the timber and nail out the frame box for Yongtai Electric Factory.

Near noon, Liu Xia, the younger sister who was at home after class, cooked rice, heated the dishes reserved by Abba and Aunt in the morning, and asked Liu Fang to eat together. In the past two years, Liu Fang has been an apprentice at the master's house, and lunch and dinner are eaten at the master's house, and he and his sister Liu Xia have long been like brothers and sisters. Liu Fang stopped his work, turned off the power, went to the kitchen tank made of scrap wood, fetched a basin of cold water, and washed off the smell of sweat in the toilet in the corner of the yard. The cool water, washed away the fatigue of the morning, comfortable and comfortable, and couldn't help humming the melody of "Tomorrow Will Be Better", which has been particularly popular recently. The melody of this song is constantly played on the music programs of various radio stations, and the streets and alleys of Yang Town are also filled with this song of praying for tomorrow.

After Liu Fang finished washing, he wore a vest and shorts, and walked towards the hall with a washbasin on his slippers (Yueqing's name for slippers). Liu Xia had already set the dishes and chopsticks, and Liu Fang put down the basin and habitually sat down, ready to eat.

"Brother, dry the towel!" Liu Xia said angrily.

"Well, I'll dry it after eating." Yanagi replied as he chewed rice.

"It's going to be so hot." Liu Xia walked over as she spoke, ready to pick it up and dry it.

"Don't move, I'll do it myself." Liu Fang put down the dishes and chopsticks and turned around, but he didn't think that his head just collided with Liu Xia, who was bowing his head and holding the basin.

"Shhh

"Ahh

Liu Fang didn't care about the pain, and pulled his junior sister Liu Xia, "Come and let me take a look." Then he gently brushed his sister's hair and saw that the delicate scalp was bumped into a bag.

"Whew..."Liu Fang blew gently, and then gently rubbed it with his rough palm, a fragrance like an orchid came to his nose, Liu Fang couldn't help but want to smell more, just in time for Liu Xia to raise his head with tears in her eyes, her eyes were facing each other, and Liu Fang's body was a little stiff.