Love delays my farming

Chu Yao wondered whether the extra trees were caused by driving. If driving can grow tree buds, then he...

No, this sacrifice is too big, three days at a time, even the most awesome people will get motion sickness!

But before he finished tangling, Long Jiu said again: "I have to leave for a while."

Chu Yao recovered from whether he should sacrifice himself to drive, and asked, "Leave? Can't you shed your skin at home?"

Long Jiu shook his head and said: "My body is too big, if I am at home, I will alarm the elders. But I will not be too far away, after all, I still need to use the aura here. It's just that I'm a little surprised to shed my skin again after so many years."

Long Jiu left as soon as he said he would, and "asked for leave" with Grandpa Chu and Grandma Chu in the next day, and left the village directly.But Sister Xi told Chu Yao that Long Jiu was actually in the lake below the cliff at the southernmost tip of the island.Zhu Jiuyin's shedding of skin is a major event, not only affecting himself, but also affecting the Netherland Realm.

"He needs to get out completely. If the slough is torn, the nether world will be in turmoil, similar to..." Wang Xishan gestured and said: "His skin is the netherworld enchantment, shedding the skin is the enchantment replacement, and when the skin is broken, it is the old world." If the barrier is broken, many ghosts will take advantage of this opportunity to come out and make trouble."

Chu Yao was dumbfounded and said: "He doesn't only have eyes that can shine on the netherworld... Uh, he also holds Hell Mountain or something on his tail, and molting will also affect it?"

Wang Xishan said: "Zhu Jiuyin only has records of eyes on the human world, right? Oh, you saw his tail? No wonder you don't know, who made you lose your memory. It's like Jianmu. The record is that the heaven and the earth are connected, and the gods will live on the top of the Jianmu tree. In fact, it is not true, only you and Jiuye live on it, and we only go up to play occasionally. And you are not only connected to the aura of the heaven and the earth, but the root system can also grasp the entire mountain and sea. , When the root system is long, the mountains and seas will be big. If the roots are not stable, the mountains and seas will collapse. The human race only records what they can see, and there are many things that they cannot see."

Chu Yao suddenly realized and nodded, "So that's the case, what about your records about Sister Xi?"

The records of the Queen Mother of the West in the Shan Hai Jing are not so beautiful, mainly because of her ugly appearance.At first glance, the word Queen Mother of the West looks like a goddess. What a high bun and cloud clothing, she has a beautiful appearance.But the reality is that "it looks like a human, with leopard tail and tiger teeth, good at howling, fluffy hair and hoopla." It looks like a human, likes to howl, with disheveled hair and chicken feathers, and bared teeth.

But in the various fairy religious stories that follow, the Queen Mother of the West is the Nine Heavens Xuannv, the head of the fairy, a couple with the East Prince, and an admirer named Zhou Muwang.

Wang Xishan sneered twice, looked at Chu Yao and said, "I hate scumbags the most, especially the kind who praise me as Britney if they ask for anything, and call me a tigress when they don't need it."

Chu Yao: ...

Sister Xi said again: "The gods in the Great Wilderness of the Mountains and Seas all grow according to their favorite appearance. They can look whatever they want, and grow as big as they can. You can also change your appearance as you like. Peach is me, and Yali is me. The problem What do you care about other people's business?" After she finished speaking, she shook her arms angrily and left.

Chu Yao: ...

He seemed to have hit Sister Xi's heartbreak.

Long Jiu's departure always made Grandpa Chu and Grandma Chu feel that it was because their grandson bullied others so badly that they couldn't show a good face when they saw Chu Yao, and told Tian Tian that they must never learn from Dad in the future. Dad is ignorant and bullies others In the future, Tiantian Dabao will be a gentle and good man.

Chu Yao was so wronged, and it was hard to say that he was actually the poor little boy who had been ravaged for three days. Did he want to lose face?So I could only endure it, and ran to the village to talk with the village chief about paper-cutting.

Paper-cutting is already an art nowadays, not limited to window grilles, but can be used for decoration.Paper-cuts that can be used for decoration need more perfection and exquisite content, and the shape is not limited to circles or squares.

"For example, if you cut the big ones, dragons and phoenixes are outdated, that kind of coherent fairy tales, or a bigger picture or something." Chu Yao racked his brains to make his expression more popular, "Outside Isn’t that town called Lingshan Town? There are all kinds of myths and legends, and these materials can be used to make paper-cut content. There is also a head cut, the more similar the better.”

Aunt Man and the others looked thoughtful, and Village Chief Kang said: "It means that people in the city not only use this thing to stick windows and doors, but also hang it in the house as a painting, right? Want a bigger one? Yes, more beautiful paintings, complicated or something?"

"The more beautiful and bigger ones are just one of them, and you can also cut out the kind of comic strips. A dozen paper-cuts can be connected together to form a fairy tale." Chu Yao gestured, "This kind can also be used to participate in some art exhibitions, there are many Foreigners like it."

"Good guy, can foreigners like our stuff?" Village Chief Kang couldn't help laughing, and the others followed suit.

Chu Yao also smiled and said: "I like it very much. What's wrong with our Chinese things? The more Chinese-style artworks, the more they like them, otherwise they wouldn't have hit our door to grab our things back then, wouldn't they? Now it's peace. It’s time, but if this kind of thing can be done well, we can earn money from those foreigners.”

The words of earning money from foreigners are undoubtedly a shot in the arm. Aunt Man clenched her fists and said, "Isn't that the truth? There are so many good things left by our ancestors. Can foreigners not like them? They are stealing our money, so we should stand up and make decisions and earn their money! No problem, Xiao Chu, let’s think about it after your aunt. Although your aunt and I can’t read and I’m not good at it, but I can’t cut a person. Ah absolutely no problem!"

"We can do it too. We didn't have anything to do before, so we just made some of this to make money during the Chinese New Year. Later, all the ones sold outside were machine-made, which was cheaper than what we cut ourselves, so we stopped doing it."

"I'm the best at cutting portraits, Xiao Chu, wait a minute, I'll cut out portraits for you."

"Yes, your Aunt Jun can hang portraits! In the past, when people in our village got married, we asked her to help hang portraits and stick them at home. Afterwards, everyone took pictures, so there was no need for them."

"I didn't expect..." Village Chief Kang bit his cigarette butt, and whispered to Chu Yao: "Just twist a piece of paper, and now I can make money." As a man who only knows how to farm, Village Chief Kang didn't know why. There is a little sense of loss.

Aunt Jun took a piece of red paper, stared at Chu Yao for a while, and cut off the scissors with a click.A piece of red paper the size of a palm had a lot of confetti in it, and after unfolding it in less than 10 minutes, it really looked exactly like Chu Yao.

Chu Yao himself didn't expect to be so similar. These aunts and aunts don't look poor and can't read, and they can't say anything about painting, but scissors are like paintbrushes in their hands. They can see what the eyes see and what comes to mind. Everything is presented in the form of paper cutting.

This cannot but be said to be an art.

The previous paper-cutting Chu Yao picked out some good-looking ones and took pictures, and posted them on Moments and Weibo.Then I discussed with my aunts and took the rest to Kang Juan, whoever bought a small house would get a piece of paper-cut.This is the early publicity, and some beautiful paper-cut paintings will be slowly put on sale in the later stage.

Then he asked Aunt Jun to cut Long Jiu's and Grandpa Chu's and Grandma Chu's, and happily took them home, planning to buy a few empty photo frames to put them in.

"Why not every day?" Grandma Chu held two paper-cut portraits and smiled broadly.

Chu Yao glanced at Baidi Shaohao who ate into a fat dumpling, and was embarrassed to say that he forgot.This eldest son came too casually, and his name was too famous, so he didn't regard this great god as his family at all.

"Aunt Jun said that we will cut one for everyone here in the future. Isn't that time-consuming? They are busy making things that can make money." Chu Yao made an excuse and fooled the two old people over.

Grandma Chu said again: "That's right, when we make it look better every day, grandma will take you to find your grandma Jun, and make a good one for us every day."

The poor Baidi lost his seniority, so he could only wave his fat arms copingly.What can he say?He can't say anything!

A few days after Long Jiu left, another person came to the island.

This is a young man, tall and handsome, with a romantic look.He dragged a suitcase, went to the island by himself, and walked to the door of Chu Yao's house in a leisurely manner.

The peach blossoms on the island are in full bloom, and the pear blossoms are like snow, which is the most beautiful time.The man was standing under a peach tree, with a fairy air set off by the colorful falling flowers.

"You are?" Grandpa Chu had just returned from a stroll with his cows and sheep when he was shocked by the scene in front of him.The people on the island are all good-looking, and the ugliest one is probably his grandson.But the man in front of him is not only good-looking, but also seems to have his own background. When he sees him, some fairy pictures will naturally appear in his head.

"Hello, my surname is Dong, and my name is Dong Fusang. Excuse me..." Dong Fusang suddenly raised his head and glanced into the distance, and said with a slight smile, "I saw her, thank you."

Grandpa Chu followed his gaze, and happened to see Wang Xishan who was riding Beng Beng down from the mountain.

Grandma Chu said that she wants to eat wild vegetables. There are a lot of wild vegetables on the mountain. In addition to the shepherd's purse that I ate before, there are also various spring vegetables such as tree head vegetables, Chinese toon, elm money, and sophora japonica.Wang Xishan would pick fresh vegetables in the greenhouse in the morning. The vegetables in the greenhouse are almost out of season, but the old vine fruit is small, but the taste is enough, especially for the tomato, the fruit setting rate is much lower, but the certificate can make up for it now When you don't pick up.

After tidying up the shed, she would go up the mountain to find some spring wild vegetables and come back, and learn from Grandma Chu to make stuffed dumplings, or cold salad, etc., to eat this kind of taste that can only be waited for a few days a year.Moreover, there are many old Chinese toon trees and thorn bud trees in the mountains. These spring vegetables are expensive, but Boss Zhuang likes them very much.

According to his words, not long after the town has had a good life, it has become a trend to remember bitterness and sweetness.Especially the food made of these wild vegetables is very popular. A bun of purslane can be sold for 12 yuan, and a plate of fried Chinese toon sprouts goes straight to [-] yuan.

Boss Zhuang is a businessman, so naturally he can't miss any output on the island.The spring is green and yellow, the newly planted vegetables have not yet grown, and the vegetables in the greenhouse have begun to be out of season. Only these tender grass buds and tree buds given by nature have become the most popular existence on the dinner table.

There are three baskets behind the tricycle driven by Wang Xishan, which are full of fresh Chinese toon tree head vegetables.These will be transported to the cold storage in the village in a while, and will naturally be sent to the town by Kang Huiguo the next day.

As soon as she looked up, she saw the man under the peach blossom tree, her little face sank, and the soles of her feet exerted force.

The little three wheels showed the aura of a sports car, and ran into that man!