Awakened consciousness, was held in the arms of the villain and cried

In someone's courtyard, the sound of clanging axes and chisels attracted them.What a lovely carpenter's workmanship!There is also a pile of firewood raised in the corner, which is used to boil the glue and bake the straight wood. The crackling sound is really hard to let go.When I was a child, I often had this idea: when can our family call a carpenter to do the work?When the children raised this wish to their father during dinner, the father became angry: "How about I send you to Li Laodong as an apprentice, so you can work with axes and chisels all day long."

Li Laodong is the only carpenter in this village. He is tall, with a yellow beard and some pockmarks on his face.It seems that there is very little possibility of being Li Laodong's apprentice.Because the children knew that Li Laodong did not recruit apprentices.He himself had six sons, none of whom were carpenters.

There are always plenty of opportunities for joy.If it is in the late spring and early summer, there will be clanging sounds and a raging fire in the streets of the village again.This is Fu Laogang's blacksmith stove coming to the village.The wheat harvest and autumn bustle are about to begin. Steel is needed for sickles and hoes, as well as for picks. They also need to build some other daily-use furniture for farmers.

Fu Laogang is called Zhang Zuo by people. He is 50 years old.His thin face was the same color as the poker he held in his left hand, the hammer he swung in his right, and the anvil resting on the big wooden plinth.His short beard with sideburns was like rust.Fu Laogang has apprentices.He has two apprentices, the elder apprentice wields a sledgehammer, sharpens his blade with water, and the younger apprentice pulls a big bellows and cooks.The little apprentice's face was stained with black sweat from the left side to the right side, but he held his head high, stretched one foot forward steadily, and pulled the big bellows that made a sudden noise one after another.The children surrounded him and expressed their admiration for his proud attitude of labor.

Hello!When the master took out the red-hot ironware from the stove, the children scattered away, and with the sound of clanging hammers, the splashing iron flowers danced behind them.

If the parents hadn't come to call, the children would have been watching here all the time, and they didn't know what they were going to see.Did you see that a door hanger was closed?Did you see a collar attached?

The blacksmiths are busy in this village for more than a month every year.In the morning, when people were still lying in bed, they heard the sound of hammers and hammers in the street; it was dark for a long time, and the fire in their stoves was still burning.At night they slept by the hearth without mats or tents.Only in continuous rainy weather did they pack up the car stove and go to someone's house.They often go to the carpenter Li's old club.Li Laodong is good at making friends, and he has been out before, so he knows the difficulties of going out.He has a deep friendship with Fu Laogang. He doesn't call Fu Laogang the master, nor does he call him Laogang directly like some old people. He always calls his in-laws.

The in-laws are very familiar. "In-laws, in-laws, are you dry in-laws or wet in-laws?" People sometimes ask like this.

"Did you do it?" Li Laodong is a funny person, "I have six sons, my in-laws

"That's one more person to eat," Fu Laogang said with his head down, "Girls are tired."

"Look at me." Li Laodong held back the tears in his eyes and said, "Six."

This kind of conversation is very intimate, but it is difficult to continue.Because, although everyone has the enthusiasm to solve difficulties for their friends, everyone knows that they are actually powerless.Even comforting each other feels futile.

At this time, Li Laodong's youngest son, named Liu'er, came to ask his father to sleep.Fu Laogang raised his head, looked at him and said:

"I think, among you children, even if Liu'er looks the most energetic, he also has the sharpest mind."

"I hope you will accept him as an apprentice in the future." Li Laodong pulled Liu'er into his arms and said, "My young daughter is also as old as him?"

"How old is Liu'er?" Fu Laogang asked.

"Nine years old." Liu'er answered by himself.

"My daughter is also nine years old." Fu Laogang said, "She is a head shorter than you, and she wants to call you brother."

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When he arrived in the village, he first defected to Li's old club.Li Laodong was very happy, and called the girls from the neighbors to come and play with the little guests.

"What's your name?" the girls asked her.

"My name is Jiu'er." The little guest replied.

"You have nine sisters?" the girls asked.

"It's just me," said the little visitor.

"Then why are you called Jiu'er?" The girls were surprised. In our place, whoever is the oldest is called whatever. For example, Liu'er is the sixth child. ".

"This is the name my mother gave me when she was alive." The little guest said sadly, "I am born on the ninth day of September."

After playing with the girls for a few days, he and Liu'er got to know each other well.Liu'er carried a big basket of red wattle twigs and carried a small pick, and walked ahead. Jiu'er carried a smaller basket and followed closely behind, going to the far, far away wilderness.

Liu'er doesn't like to collect firewood on the edge of the village, he is always willing to go to places where people don't often go.He suddenly hit a nesting bird, and sometimes he chased a half-sized hare...

"Let's gather firewood quickly." Jiu'er advised.

"What are you busy with?" Liu'er said, "Just pick up a full basket and go back at night." He returned to the place where the mark was made, bent down, and quickly dug it up with a small pick.

One day, they happily caught a small field mouse with a short tail, and brought it home at night, packing it in a small wooden box.The next day, the wind was very strong, and the two of them did not go to the field, but played at Liu'er's house.Father went out to do some work, so Liu'er took out the little vole and said to Jiu'er, "It must have been bored after staying in the box all night. Let's tell it to run around underground."

"I can't catch it, what should I do?" Jiu'er said.

It doesn't matter, you just need to keep the waterway.Liu'er put the little vole on the ground.At first the little field mouse lay at his feet and did not move.Liu'er shushed it, stomped on it, and it ran away, circled the root of the house, and suddenly got into a hole.

Liu'er was in a hurry, so he asked Jiu'er, "Do you see any water in the urn?"

"Working in the urn."

Liu'er was in a hurry, so he asked Jiu'er, "Do you see any water in the urn?"

"Working in the urn."

Liu'er grabbed the ladle, ran to the pickle vat, took out a ladle of salt water, and poured it into the mouse hole.But it doesn't matter.

Liu'er was very sad to lose the little vole.Jiu'er's heart aches for that scoop of salt water...

All kinds of childhood memories will occupy people's hearts for a long time.