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"What is this all about!"

Mother Ji watched Mrs. Cao retreat and helped Father Ji enter the door, full of complaints and couldn't help but groaned, she didn't eat the fish, she was covered in fishy fish, that's what she said now.

When Cao Mu said that he would give everything in the family to his younger son, no one in the Ji family believed it. None of the family’s property came from this generation for nothing, but was passed down from the ancestors. Ji Mo is not an official disciple, and neither is Cao Mu. People in their seventies and eighties who are dying, no matter how you look at it, there is no need to give everything to Ji Mo. If you want to give it, I don’t know how many years will happen, so it is not worth looking forward to.

However, there is still a difference between what you heard and what you didn't hear, especially when the reversal came so quickly. That person, that person, sold all the real estate and real estate early on, and ran away with the money, leaving them It's really...

"Aiyo, aiyo, I'm so angry that my heart hurts."

After Ji's mother helped Ji's father to sit down, she sat down beside her, clutching her chest, as if she was really uncomfortable.

Ji Dalang was also full of displeasure, but seeing his mother like this, he hurried forward to help his father, helped his mother to lie down, and asked if he needed to see a doctor or something.

Ji Mo was small and low, wandering around outside, but couldn't join in, sweating all over his body in a hurry, thinking of the crux of Ji's mother's discomfort, he hurriedly said: "Master left something for me, the one who left something!"

"what?"

Ji's mother, who had just touched the pillow and was still lying down, tilted her head, and caught the youngest son's figure from the gap between her husband and the eldest son, "What did he leave for you?"

Ji Dalang turned his head to look at Ji Mo suspiciously: "I was the one who picked you up that day, and he didn't say anything!"

Ji's father was also afraid that the youngest son was making up nonsense, so he stared at him. He said something about this kind of thing, but he couldn't say anything nonsense.

It's been a few days, and Cao Mu won't come back soon, otherwise he wouldn't do things so badly, so Ji Mo hesitated and said: "Master taught me how to make pianos, and there are still some wood in the wooden house on the mountain. , there is also a piano embryo that I have already started to make, the master said, leave those to me..."

"Making pianos?"

"Making the violin!"

"Making pianos?"

Three exclamations overlapped, and it was Ji Dalang and Ji Mu who asked the question. The two didn't understand the meaning of "making pianos". , You told me before that the young lady of the Wang family is a piano learner, and she makes that kind of piano, right?"

After the last sentence, he turned to Ji Mo again.

Ji Mo nodded and said, "Master never let me tell you before, I, I told you, don't tell others!"

It's better to keep it as secret as possible.

Mother Ji's heart stopped hurting now, and a smile appeared on her face again: "Hey, that thing is so expensive, I didn't expect it to be this one, it must be very expensive to learn this!"

Thinking about the things my family gave Cao Mu in the past, my heart was so distressed that I always complained that my youngest son was stupid because he was so kind to him because of the name of "Master". Now it seems that my family took advantage of it. Compared with the things Ji Dalang learned to be a carpenter, isn't the piano making much taller?

Ji's mother used to be a maid. She had seen Miss Wang's piano, and she needed a special maid to wait on it. No one else could touch it. The light, the sound, the value...

Thinking that my son can make this thing, or that I found the master to learn it, my heart suddenly jumped happily. Does this mean that I can have a piano in my family in the future?

"Sanlang, you are still smart!"

She just said, why did her smartest youngest son become so stupid all of a sudden, always following that person back and forth, exposed to wind, sun, and rain, now it seems that it's worth it, it's worth it!

What Ji Dalang was thinking about was the timber on the mountain: "How much is that timber? Is it all given to you?"

"That's right, Master said he would even give me a small wooden house, but the wood is easy to move, but the house is not easy to move."

It’s hard for Ji Mo to say that the wooden house does not have a title deed, and that the wooden house is on the mountain in the neighboring village. If he goes there often in the future and someone finds the strangeness of the wooden house, it’s hard to say, it’s empty talk, he said that Cao Mu gave it to him Yes, at his age, someone needs to believe in him!

Of course, the family members would not doubt it, so Ji Dalang reacted: "You knew that he was going to leave that day, so you pulled him by the collar and said not to leave?"

This remark smacked of blame. I said that they could have been a little bit prepared for today. Fortunately, everyone didn't go out today. Otherwise, if Mrs. Cao broke in, I really don't know what would happen.

"I, I didn't think about it that much, I just felt, felt something was wrong." Under Ji Dalang's stern gaze, Ji Mo shrank his neck, looking pitiful like a little quail, and Ji's father immediately hugged him in his arms He turned to stare at Ji Dalang, "What are you doing, be careful not to scare your brother!"

He knew as well as Ji's mother how much Ji Mo had taken advantage of. A craft is a life-saving skill, let alone such a valuable craft.

In addition, there is wood from the mountain, I don't know how much, but I heard that Ji Mo said that there is a violin embryo made by him, it must be worth money, and it can't be thrown there for nothing.

"There is no one at the moment, you go, and bring back the wood in the cabin, it can't be put there anymore."

Father Ji looked at the sky. At noon, it was the time when each family started cooking, and there would be fewer people walking around outside.

"Be careful not to be seen by others." He told Ji Dalang, Mrs. Cao just came to make a fuss, if someone saw and told Mrs. Cao, maybe they would come to his house to make a fuss again, not afraid, but troublesome.

"I haven't eaten yet..." Ji Dalang was not happy to go at this moment.

"Go, go, take it back quickly, take it back and eat it." Mother Ji also chased them away, knowing that time waits for no one, if Mrs. Cao realizes that there is still a small wooden house, she may give them everything There is nothing left.

Ji Mo didn't expect this, his carefully selected violin embryo is still there, not to mention that the wood has been dried in the shade for at least five or six years, and it can be used to make violins after a year or two, so there is no need to wait in vain Seven or eight years of waiting for the wood to dry in the shade, these are all experiences that can be turned into knowledge points, and they cannot be wasted.

Besides, the most important thing is the tools placed there. Ji Mo remembers clearly that there is a set of Cao wood that he said was for himself. It seems that his elder brother once used it. These are more rare things than wood. .

"Brother, I'm waiting for you to come back and have dinner together."

Ji Mo raised his head and looked at Ji Dalang expectantly.

Ji Dalang looked at his parents at home, and then at his younger brother, well, he is the only one who can do it.

"Let's go, I'll be with you."

Ji's father didn't know how much wood there was on the mountain, so he wasn't worried about his elder son, so he straightened his sleeves and followed him out.

Now, Ji Dalang has no more complaints.

On the way, I met people who came home late for dinner, and the other party greeted them: "Go out?"

There was still some curiosity in the eyes, as if wondering what they were doing without eating right now.

Ji Dalang's face was a little stiff, and Ji's father smiled and said: "No, Dalang is considered a teacher. I got him some wood, not to mention going out to do business. It's always convenient to make something at home in the future."

This is also human nature, if you do what you want to do, even if you don’t do it, it’s impossible to lack materials, just like the Ji family, because Ji Dalang learned carpentry work, and there is a set of carpentry tools, neighbors around, occasionally borrow one and a half All of them are known.

The man nodded and didn't ask further, it was just a matter of being wrong, and it passed.

After walking a little far away, there was no one left, Ji Dalang looked at Ji's father silly, and gave him a thumbs up: "Father, you are really amazing!"

"Neighbors, if there is anything that can be hidden from others, it is better to go through the clear road."

Father Ji taught like this, seeing that no one was there, he made Ji Dalang quicken his pace.

Ji Dalang had never been to the small wooden house on the mountain, but he found it half way the last time he looked for it. He remembered where Cao Mu came from, and after walking not far there, he saw the small wooden house.

Fortunately, Father Ji followed, and when Ji Dalang opened the wooden house, all he saw were those few pieces of wood, and he curled his lips in distaste for too little. Father Ji saw more, tools, take away, big lacquered linen, take away Take away, table and chair, take away, take away...

The wood is easy to get, and the straw mat that covers the piano body can be wrapped, and it can be left as soon as it is wrapped. If the rest is transported, it will be difficult to say if someone sees it. Father Ji has no choice but to wait on the mountain until the evening. It was dark, and when there was no one outside, I took Ji Dalang to carry it together, and because of this, I pushed the car at home.

Fortunately, Ji Dalang has learned carpentry, so he may not be very good at it, but it is still easy to simply dismantle some tables and chairs and reassemble them.

The wooden products of the Falcon structure will not be damaged when disassembled and reassembled. At night, when the tables and chairs are reassembled, it looks very good.

Ji's father liked the chair with the backrest, so he immediately changed the one at home, but the table did not move, and gave it to Ji Mo together with the piano embryo that was placed on the table before.

Ji Mo also gave Ji Mo two sets of tools, the wood, and other large lacquered linen. Ji Fu pointed to those and said, "I don't know what they are. They should be used for your violin making. I have all of them." Got it back!"

Ji Mo's eyes were full of excitement, he really didn't say so much, he didn't expect Father Ji to think about it, thanked him cheerfully, and then said that everything was going to be used, and that he would make the first piano To mother Ji.

"It's all for Miss, how can I use it?" Ji Mu was happy, but she still refused.

"Why can't it be used? My mother is also a young lady!" Ji Mo insisted. No matter how low his EQ is, he also understands that every woman is a little princess. No matter how old she is, feelings are indispensable.

Father Ji chimed in: "Your mother is much prettier than those ladies!"

It wasn't such a touching love story, but it made Ji's mother blush, her eyes seemed to have the mist of her youth, she delivered it softly, Ji Dalang rubbed his arms, the goosebumps couldn't be stopped, "Come on, It's just me, so busy." I didn't even get a piece of wood, so my busyness was really wasted.

Father Ji pointed to the chair beside him politely: "That one is for you."

Ji's mother laughed at the side, and Ji Mo also laughed. Ji Dalang sat on the chair and stretched his legs, pulled a chair beside him, and bargained: "Two." Of the three chairs, he got two, which is quite a lot.