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The falling shadow of the flying rainbow connects the north and the south, and the water moon connects the east and west in three autumns.

With every step on the babbling bridge deck, it seems that you can feel the strenuous ups and downs. Listening to the sound, it always makes people feel very weak, and maybe it will collapse in the next moment, but the bridge on the bridge No one is worried about this. Farmers carrying double loads have two baskets full, one basket seems to be rice, the other basket is chickens and ducks, and the feathers squeezed into the frame are exposed from the gaps in the baskets. It seems that there are still black eyes looking out, making a rattling sound, but there is no way to see the whole picture clearly.

There are also shopkeepers who walk with their opened wooden boxes. The things inside are red ropes and colored threads. The bright colors are even brighter under the sun. There are always girls and daughters-in-law passing by. If the price is low, I will stop to sell one or two hair rope flowers from time to time.

On both sides of the bridge head, there is a small pavilion-like slow-walking platform, and there are also idlers, who either sit and chat there, or stand and wait for others. On a bridge pavilion, there are such couplets on the left and right sides. It is written by a famous artist, but it is also engraved with gold, which looks quite gorgeous.

Some tofu sellers simply peddled tofu in the bridge pavilion. The white and tender tofu was covered with a yellowish cage cloth. If someone wanted to buy it, they would lift the cage cloth and cut a piece with a knife. If they did not take it away, they would be sold on the spot. Just eat it, and you can sell another seasoning, put it in a small wooden plate, cut it into pieces three or two times, sprinkle with fragrant and finely crushed seasoning, the seasoning that is almost ground into powder is well integrated into the tofu In the tenderness, there is some fragrance of pepper and numbness, with a salty taste, and a few green bay leaves are dotted in it. One bite, it has a unique feeling.

It's not tofu nao, it's better than tofu nao, it's delicious.

Many people sat and ate tofu in the small kiosk. The color of the mixed tofu was also very beautiful. A piece was stuffed in the child's mouth. It was the first time he tasted this spicy taste. He gasped for breath, but he still took a big mouthful. After chewing it, it was like a feast was opened in the mouth, it was unbelievably happy.

"Master Ji, are you back?"

Someone asked, and the middle-aged man called Master Ji gave an "um", he was not good at speaking, and there was no joy or anger on his rigid and wrinkled face, but no one cared about him.

Everyone knew that the bridge they were walking on was built by Master Ji. Although it was ordered by the government, this skill is commendable.

No piers, no rivets, no nails, the pure wooden wooden arch bridge can be called the "three nos".

And this feeling has also been transmitted to Master Ji. Seeing his face that is so rigid that he has little expression and may be older than his actual age, he will feel that the other party is trustworthy and reliable.

It's a pity that he is so skilled that he has a name in the government. He is always looking for him to build bridges and pave roads.

If the government asks you to do something, you may not be rewarded if you do it well, and you will definitely be punished if you don't do it well.

Suddenly seeing him bring a child home, those who knew Master Ji in the bridge pavilion didn't say much, they just glanced a few more times, curious about the origin of this child, could it be that he was looking for another life outside, and brought him up to such an age? return?Thinking of his wife and children, the eldest son must be in his teens this year. I don't know if his wife will make a fuss.

The mountain people are so poor that they can't afford to marry a concubine. Most of them live with one wife. If any man has a bad heart and hooks up with a widow, the wife will have to make a fuss. Not to mention that there is no man who would bring back the children from outside. Isn't that sending sheep to the tiger's mouth?

This wife who can guard the house and honor her parents is not easy to provoke, she is really like a tigress, if she gets angry, she will eat people alive.

The lesson from the past is not far away, that so-and-so, isn't his child the same?It was gone within two days after I brought it back, and if I asked again, it was just lost.

In the depths of this mountain, there is no trace, a child, where is he afraid that he will not die?

Not to mention, even if the dead are buried where they are buried, the people will not raise officials and will not investigate, so what if their own children drown, there will always be lawsuits without merit, and they will not be able to fight.

Some people are worried about Master Ji, while others have quietly reported to Ji's family.

There was another one following Master Ji, who was his big apprentice. Seeing someone running back ahead of them, he smiled, elbowed Master Ji, and motioned Master Ji to look over there. He is narrow-minded and doesn't care about serious things, he only cares about this.

"This is my little disciple, who learned how to build bridges from me."

Master Ji said something like this, which was an explanation for everyone. Seeing that the tofu in the boy's mouth was licking his lips after eating, he picked up another piece of tofu with a bamboo stick and stuffed it into his mouth. It was filled all at once, swollen, and smiled at Master Ji, bending his eyes, looking extraordinarily smart and cute.

It is indeed intelligent.

Master Ji still remembers how he noticed this little boy. That day, when their work was about to be completed, he went to inspect it alone. There was no room for the slightest error in the construction of the bridge. Collapsed, all past efforts were in vain.

For the bridge, he has been busy with everyone for almost three years, and he has been worrying about it all the time. At this last moment, it is inevitable that he is a little stunned.

At that moment, he saw the little boy looking up at the bridge, his eyes were serious and serious, he was holding a branch to paint on the ground while watching, Master Ji was curious about where this little boy came from, and felt that he might have seen it before Once or twice, I walked over to take a look. The painting on the ground was nothing but the structural diagram of the bridge. The combination of three-section arch and five-section arch, two unstable structures, after being snapped together, the whole is stable .

This structure is not complicated. Even if you don't understand anything, if you watch the whole process of building the bridge, you can trace two horizontal and diagonal lines on the ground and draw a rough picture. Young and accurate.

Master Ji couldn't help feeling a little fond of talents, and asked him, "Why did you draw this?"

"I want to learn how to build bridges, and I will build bridges in the future."

Xiaotong's answer was extraordinarily solemn, and his immature voice seemed to be incomprehensible to the worries of the world, but it was also a little deafening at this moment.

"You can only draw this, but you can't build a bridge well."

Master Ji said something like this, he can't draw, he can only measure, but he has built many bridges and participated in the construction of many bridges. What he is engaged in is building bridges and roads. Most of them are bridges, and the skills have been passed down from generation to generation. The total time is calculated, and it is only two or three years.

On the contrary, I have seen the rivers and rivers everywhere outside, and the width and narrowness are almost measured by steps. In many places, one can know where to build a bridge, what kind of bridge to build, where to start, and what kind of material to choose. ... The drilling of many timbers, the connection of wooden tenons, and the radian of the bridge must be strictly controlled within a certain precision. If there is a slight error, the entire bridge will be ruined after years of hard work.

The control required for this is already a natural thing for Master Ji, but in the eyes of outsiders, no one knows whether the bridge will be completed until the wooden skids supporting it are removed.

This in itself seems to be linked to some kind of metaphysics. If the bridge is still shaking after the wooden skids are removed, it will be somewhat inadequate for outsider sacrifices. This method will attract everyone's attention, and then urgent repairs will be made to make up for it. What is missing, change a certain structure...

"Then how can I build a bridge? I want to build a bridge."

The child asked directly.

Master Ji was dumbfounded for a while, "It's just saying, but I don't understand it."

"I know some things. Let's see if that's the case."

From nowhere, Xiao Tong found a handful of branches that were about the same length and thickness. The branches without leaves were particularly well-proportioned. The small arch bridge took shape.

After finishing, he stepped up with one foot, and the small bridge seemed to be pressed down a bit, but it didn't fall apart and stick to the ground. Instead, it supported his weight and became a small bridge on the ground.

very beautiful.

Master Ji couldn't help but think, when was he able to understand the structure of a bridge and make something similar?

After the comparison, there was admiration in his eyes, but a four- or five-year-old boy can do this. It seems that what he said "want to build a bridge" was not just a moment of nonsense.

"You really want to learn?"

Master Ji asked suddenly.

"Well, do you want to teach me?" The little boy seemed to have understood what he was thinking, his eyes showed joy, and he jumped off the simple bridge he built, as if he had already jumped up for joy.

Master Ji asked: "Building a bridge is very difficult, will your family agree?"

"My parents are gone, and my uncle will agree. He doesn't want me to eat at home for a long time."

The boy kicked away the sand on the ground with his feet, letting the clearly drawn structural diagram disappear in an instant, then squatted down, and dismantled the small arch bridge built by the branches.

"...Where is your home? I'll go tell your uncle."

Master Ji said that he was going to Xiao Tong's house.

"What are you going to say?"

On the contrary, Xiao Tong was a little worried and asked him.

"I said that you are smart and I want to take you as an apprentice." Master Ji truthfully said what was in his heart.

After hearing this, the little boy shook his head lightly: "That won't work, what if they ask you for money? You don't want to give them money, the things my father left me, the house and land, they took them all, I don't owe them anything , I don’t want to give them any more money.”

With wisdom far beyond that of an adult, the little boy said: "You just say that I broke something you made, and I need to pay a large sum of money. This bridge was built by the government, so you use the government to pressure them and make them lose money." , They will definitely disown me, and when the time comes, you can take me away if you say you want to bring me to question. ——Actually, it’s okay if you don’t say hello, they already wanted me to die outside.”

These words were plain and natural, without any emotional fluctuations, but Master Ji felt more pity when he heard them, and he felt a little displeased with that "they". Naturally, he didn't want to give money for nothing, so he did what Xiaotong said. As soon as they heard that they wanted to question the crime, they immediately dismissed it and asked Master Ji to take the boy away and deal with it casually, without mentioning any money at all.

Without Master Ji's urging, everything will be delivered clearly, so that Master Ji can easily get a little apprentice.