The Metamorphosis of Fanggoudan

When the weekend came, the four of them finally had a holiday.

Although the alarm clock was not set last night, the four people in the room all got up very early, and they have formed a stable biological clock after five consecutive days of getting up early.

"I don't think we will need an alarm clock in the future." Wang Ming washed his face, stretched his waist and teased Duan Fang, "Why don't we sell your alarm clock today and come back for some candy?"

He sees Duanfang carrying that round alarm clock in his schoolbag and taking it to school every day, and he doesn't get tired of it.He curiously asked why several times, but Duanfang was willing to say anything else, but he kept quiet about the alarm clock, which made him even more curious.

Xiaoyuan, who was honestly staying in the alarm clock, heard it, and he was very angry. This Wang Ming picked him up and watched him for a long time a few days ago, it was really annoying.

'Xiao Fang, we should sell him. Madoka suggested, "He is so white, he must be sold for a lot of money." '

'You sell him quickly and give me another carrier. 'He urged Duan Fang

But Duan Fang shook his head unmoved, "Buying and selling human beings is against the law, so it's not good." '

But Wang Ming's eyes made him a little worried, so Duan Fang had no choice but to say: "The alarm clock can't be sold, it's for telling the time." The real reason is of course not this, but it can't be told to others.

"What's the matter?" Wang Ming straightened his bangs in the mirror, and said casually, "Just wait, I'll go out to earn money today, and I'll buy you a watch when I come back."

After finishing speaking, he himself felt that the idea was good, clapped his hands and said, "I have to find something to make more money to do."

In the end, he urged Gan Bo to come, "Hurry up, Bobo, it will be dawn if you wait any longer."

"I really want to go out." Gan Bo shook his head and tied his shoelaces.

The four of them ate something casually in the morning and went out. They had a discussion last night. Wang Ming and Gan Bo went out to look for work, while Duan Fang followed Zhao Tu to chop firewood as before. Cheng Yi didn't say anything. what to do.But he finally went to the back mountain with Duanfang.

Duan Fang used to do the firewood chopping job every weekend. He was not strong enough, so he was not needed for many jobs. In the end, Zhao Tu’s father, Zhao He, helped him find a job as a helper on the mountain. The job of chopping wood.

The firewood here is sold by hundreds of catties, so those who buy firewood should not be scattered.So in the past, Duan Fang used to ask Uncle Zhou to exchange money directly after chopping firewood. Uncle Zhou was so strong that he could chop more than 100 catties a day.

More than 100 catties of firewood can be sold for 100 yuan, but it takes a grown man to work tirelessly for a whole day.

Duan Fang is weak and can’t cut so much. Generally, it’s good to cut two small loads in a day, and some of them have to be saved to take home to burn, so sometimes tired fingers can’t lift them all over the weekend. I can barely earn ten or so dollars.

Because the work of chopping wood is too tiring, there are not many people doing it now. Duan Fang also has two firewood knives at home because he also needs to use firewood at home. This time, he brought out both of these knives the door.

Not every day is suitable for chopping firewood. When it rains, few people go out to chop firewood.Fortunately, today was a sunny day, and Uncle Zhou had already been chopping for a while when Duanfang arrived.

"Fang Wazi is here, and you brought a helper today?"

Uncle Zhou stopped, straightened his waist and rested for a while. The sun was a little bright, so he picked up the straw hat on the ground and put it on.

"Uncle Zhou, this is Cheng Yi." Duan Fang introduced him.

Uncle Zhou's complexion was as dark as Duan Fang's. Cheng Yi finally understood why this kid was so dark. He probably used to chop firewood under the sun every day, so it's no wonder that he didn't turn dark after being exposed to the sun.

Uncle Zhou sized up Cheng Yi. This young man looked very energetic, but he looked too fair. He didn't look like someone who could work, but rather like a scholar in a play.

But after someone explained it to him, he left it alone.Anyway, the sun is so poisonous today, probably not many people come out to chop firewood, so let these two children do it first.

Duanfang brought two firewood knives, and it was the first time Cheng Yi had seen such knives with his own eyes. The two sharpened knives looked very similar to the sickle on the regimental emblem, and they were both curved. It becomes a semicircular arc, which makes people know which direction to exert force at a glance.

As soon as Duanfang got the hatchet, his body naturally bent slightly, which is a long-term memory of the body.

Seeing that Duan Fang had already chopped some firewood, Cheng Yi also bent down.

In fact, he didn't want to come to chop wood, but obviously the program had other arrangements. According to his speculation, Gan Bo and Wang Ming should also be arranged to do some hard work, like him and Duan Fang came to chop wood together, It's already a privilege.

This feeling of being controlled was not very comfortable, but the people in the program group did it cleverly. After seeing Wang Ming and Gan Bo being persuaded, Cheng Yi knew that even if he wanted to make money elsewhere, it probably wouldn't work.

Probably only this kind of labor that looks very hard can be regarded as a transformation in the eyes of the program group.

The firewood here varies from thick to thin. Uncle Zhou chops thick firewood, but Duanfang finds a few pieces of firewood that are as thick as a finger.

Although he is considered strong among children of the same age due to long-term farm work, he is only 14 years old, and his shirt is already wet with sweat after he has not been chopping for a while.

Cheng Yi was not feeling well either. He was fine at first, but after a while holding the chopping knife, his palms began to ache. The reaction force on the firewood grinded his palms.

He had no choice but to find the PD who followed him to shoot.

"Do you have tissues? Give me two"

The chubby PD unpacked a pack of tissues for him, and then unpacked another pack to wipe his sweat.The sun is too big, and it is also very hot for them to carry the machine to shoot.

Cheng Yi folded a paper towel and wrapped it around the handle of the hatchet, the burning feeling in his palm finally got better.

He gave Duan Fang another tissue, and asked him to do the same thing as himself, but after seeing the calluses on Duan Fang's palms, he finally understood why the kid didn't seem to be in pain just now.

That layer of calluses was a bit thick, and it was the first time Cheng Yi saw thick calluses on such a small hand, and he knew without thinking that it must have been ground up after countless times of waving and laboring.

Just now he felt pain in his hand just after chopping it a few times, what about Duanfang?

When he cut wood for the first time, did he still have to bear the pain with his palms worn out, swinging the heavy woodcutter again and again, and exposed himself to the scorching sun for a whole day, from dawn to darkness? .

Some of the firewood here is taller than Duan Fang's whole body. Does he have to chop it for a long time?

At this time, a straw hat was handed to him.

Duan Fang said to him, "Brother Cheng, Uncle Zhou has brought two straw hats, you should wear them."

Cheng Yi took the straw hat, lowered his head and asked him, "Why don't you wear it yourself?" His eyes were obviously sunburned and his eyes narrowed.

"Anyway, I'm already tanned, Brother Cheng, you can wear it."

Duanfang's thinking is very simple, he probably won't get much darker if he is exposed to the sun like this, but Cheng Yibai, if he is exposed to the sun like this, his skin may become inflamed.

But Cheng Yi didn't listen to him, but reached out and put the hat on Duan Fang's head.

"You should wear it, I'm afraid you'll be too dark for me to see." After finishing speaking, he lowered his head and started chopping firewood.

Black is darker, he's not Wang Ming, he doesn't care about his appearance that much, but Duan Fang, the brat, sweating on his forehead, he feels hot when he looks at it.

Chopping firewood is a job that tests endurance, because not only the hands have to be strong, but also the waist and knees have to be bent and knees constantly. broken.

He knew that chopping firewood was very tiring, but he didn't expect to be so tired. He turned his head and saw that Uncle Zhou and Duan Fang were still chopping firewood non-stop, and they didn't stop to rest. It seemed that they would not be tired at all. .

Cheng Yi turned around and sighed, now he understands why the program crew must let him come here, probably because he was at the bottom of the comparison with Wang Ming and Gan Bo when they were together, but today In such an environment, there is no way to use brainpower, and the worst-looking one is naturally him.

But even though he knew this was the case, he still benefited from it.

Cheng Yi endured his tiredness and continued chopping without saying a word. His hands were so sore from the shock, but he didn't feel the pain in his palm.

Sweat slid down his forehead and fell into his eyes. The long sleeves of his T-shirt were rolled up to his elbows, and the cuffs were already wet. He waved his arms repeatedly as if he was tireless.

The firewood at the feet was scattered everywhere, and there were firewood piles everywhere, and every time it was poked, it would be a heart-rending pain.

The sun was getting bigger and bigger, there was not a cloud in the sky, no one spoke, they were thirsty and tired, although they brought water, but not much, talking wasted time and energy, it would be better to chop more firewood.

Cheng Yi always felt that he was not an intolerable person, but compared with Duan Fang today, he realized the gap.

Although he also understands that the comparison in this environment is not fair, after all, Duan Fang is more skilled, but in terms of this kind of toughness and endurance, he is indeed not as good as Duan Fang.

Wang Fang of the program group was also very distressed. It was the first time they met such children after doing the program for so long. Earning money like Cheng Yi would not allow them to be reformed. After the final discussion, Gan Bo and Wang Ming Separated from Cheng Yi.

The program team asked Cheng Yi and Duan Fang to cut firewood together to let him know how hard it is to earn money with his own hands without the help of his family. Instead, he was aroused.

Why can't Duanfang do what a child can do?

Cheng Yi thought dizzily in the sun, 'I'll go back later, I must make an automatic firewood cutter. '