After crossing the border, I rely on craftsmanship to eat

The Dong family's reply was a bit sensational, which made Dong Chuanlin feel a little sad.After a long period of silence, he opened another letter, feeling a little expectant and a little excited.

On the way to take out the letter, his mind went through nine twists and turns.There is such a big bag of salted peanuts, Han Song can't be duplicity any more.

Isn't this a slap in the face?

Excitedly unfolding the letter, Dong Chuanlin couldn't restrain the corners of his mouth from rising as he looked at the nearly full letter paper.

After reading it carefully, Dong Chuanlin was so excited that he wanted to hit someone!

What the hell is this?

There are three themes in total.

The first one is to convey Aunt Han's words, let him pay attention to rest, don't stay up late, be steady, and study hard.

This paragraph has the most words and the deepest meaning, which always makes him feel that the preaching and admonition behind this paragraph is not from Aunt Han, but Han Song's tone.

Frowning, Dong Chuanlin continued to look down.

The second theme is describing the anxiety of Dong Guangcheng and Liu Yue after he left home.

The third theme is that Tong Yan, the fiancé of the second sister Dong Chuanfang, came to Dong's house. He went to have a look and found him a nice person, so Dong Chuanlin could rest assured.

Dong Chuanlin was so angry that he cursed loudly.

Chen Suiyang, who was not far away, was a little surprised, and stared blankly at him pacing back and forth anxiously, "What? It can't be...the sweetheart has changed his mind?"

It's not that he thinks too much, it's just that Dong Chuanlin is in such an anxious state that it's hard not to make people think wrong.

"Fart!" Dong Chuanlin became even more angry, "If he dares to change his mind, I will, I will dump him first!" Let him be unable to find anyone for the rest of his life, and he will be anxious to death.

Chen Suiyang smiled shamelessly, "You are so angry, what did the letter say that made you so angry?"

"I didn't say anything, it's all irrelevant." The words just now cleared Dong Chuanlin's stomach, and made him feel much better.

"Then what are you worried about?" Chen Suiyang said again: "It's fine if you don't mention changing your mind."

Dong Chuanlin looked at him resentfully, waved his hands and said, "You don't understand even after I tell you, so go to sleep and let me wait."

He was angry because he didn't write anything.In the whole letter, the only thing related to Han Song himself is the name at the end, and other places are talking about some things.

If I want to hear this, I won't ask my parents, but I want you to paraphrase it here?Just repeat it, he will bear it, but at least you write a few more words, is a piece of letter paper expensive?This paper is finished, how about another paper?

The more Dong Chuanlin thought about it, the more angry he became, his head was about to explode.

He worked so hard to squeeze out a seat and share a lot of his life, but the other party didn't even answer a fart!

With the tip of his tongue against his gums, Dong Chuanlin tried his best to suppress his anger, his thoughts spinning back and forth in his mind.He secretly thought that Han Song must not be so heartless, there must be some details that he did not discover.

Looking back at the letter seriously, Dong Chuanlin sighed, accepting his fate, that idiot really didn't mention his life at all.

After finally being able to send a letter to contact, the letter does not mention the details of life and my own mood, so what?Do you make sense every time and talk about life?

"what……"

Dong Chuanlin couldn't help but growl and clenched his fists.

"Drink some water and calm down." Chen Suiyang lay on the bed and half stood up with his arms propped up. "Why don't you sleep? Maybe you'll figure it out when you wake up. There are many of us who don't even have a sweetheart. It's much worse than you."

Dong Chuanlin's face darkened instantly after hearing this.

Chen Suiyang felt something was wrong, so he said quickly: "Forget it if you don't want to drink water, don't force it. Didn't you have dinner, do you want to eat something?"

The more he thought about it, the more reasonable he became. He must be so excited because he hadn't eaten dinner and was angry and hungry.

He added: "The kitchen is closed at this point, in the room..." He looked around, pointed to the jar under the bed and said, "Here are capers."

Dong Chuanlin couldn't hold back anymore, and just about to speak, Chen Suiyang spoke again.

"Sour beans are no good, sour is appetizing, the more you eat, the hungrier you will be. Eat salted peanuts! Hungry."

Dong Chuanlin's eyes were dull, his head moved to the side, and he stared at the floral bag on the table.He reached out and opened it, peeled a peanut and stuffed it into his mouth.

Angrily, he chewed vigorously, peeling five or six peanuts in a row, and stuffed his mouth full before giving up.With his mouth in his mouth, he muttered, "Looking at Yan Huasheng's face, I will forgive you this time! I won't be so lucky next time."

He chewed and talked, Chen Suiyang couldn't understand what he was saying at all, and he couldn't figure out what he meant after thinking for a long time.As long as he turned his anger into appetite, Chen Suiyang ignored him, lay down and continued to sleep.

Eating a lot of peanuts on an empty stomach results in indigestion and unbearable abdominal pain.

At night, Dong Chuanliang ran to the hut three times in a row, and the sound woke up Chen Suiyang who was sleeping soundly.

It was just dawn in the morning, and the first thing Chen Suiyang did when he got up was to go to the kitchen to get hot water.There was no hot water at night, and he didn't dare to let him drink cold water, so he could only take a sip to moisten his throat.

Dong Chuanlin's face was pale, but he was still drinking water freely.After drinking all the big bowl of hot water in one breath, he felt better in his stomach, and lay back sick again.

"Shall I ask Master Zhang for leave for you?" Chen Suiyang put the bowl on the table.

Dong Chuanlin lightly closed his eyes and fell asleep, "No, I'll just lie down and wash up."

"Don't be brave, let's ask for leave." Chen Suiyang couldn't bear it, "Although Master Zhang is strict, he is still very reasonable. He won't be angry if he is unwell and asks for leave."

"I'm really fine. I got up too many times at night, and I'm a little sleepy now. Just take a nap for a while, don't worry about it."

Seeing his insistence, Chen Suiyang couldn't persuade him anymore, "Then you lie down, and I'll go to the kitchen and bring you a bowl of porridge."

The sound of footsteps went from high to low, and finally quieted down, and the ears were much clearer. Dong Chuanlin stroked his swollen stomach with his hands.

It's all lies to say that he's fine, it's just that he doesn't want to ask for leave to rest.I just poured down a bowl of hot water, and my stomach felt much more comfortable, and the remaining discomfort passed with a little bit of patience.

The basics are already a bit shorter than others, but if you practice hard, no matter how skilled the master is, you can't save him.

After squinting for a while, and drinking a bowl of hot porridge, Dong Chuanlin's face became much better, but a little pale.

According to the usual habit, after sitting down at the seat, the others waited for the distribution of wooden sticks for practice, while Dong Chuanlin had to hold the bamboo basket to fill the beans.

Today, he took the bamboo basket to pack the beans as usual.As soon as he stepped out of the door of the cutting room, he bumped into Master Zhang.He looked at the bamboo basket in Dong Chuanlin's hand and said, "Come with me."

Dong Chuanlin obediently followed behind him.

Master Zhang sat down at the main table and beckoned Chen Suiyang to carry a basket of sticks.He took out one of the many wooden sticks, and picked each stick carefully.

The wooden sticks are soaked and softened after drying, showing a completely different state from fresh wood. People who are not familiar with it may really mistake them for medicinal materials.

Master Zhang held a wooden stick in his hand, and the remaining wooden sticks were neatly placed on the table.While bending the wooden stick, he told Dong Chuanlin the key points of selection, and let him bend it with his hands from time to time.

After a detailed explanation, Master Zhang asked him to choose five best softened wooden sticks on the table.

Dong Chuanlin resisted his nervousness and selected according to the main points of the explanation. He carefully identified each one before he dared to strike.After choosing five wooden sticks, he looked at Master Zhang's expression and felt a little uneasy.

I have heard Chen Suiyang say for a long time that soaking and softening is a technical task. First of all, the master must be able to distinguish the appropriate softening degree before the master will let the apprentice do it himself.

Chen Suiyang also said that although other apprentices have used wooden sticks to imitate medicinal materials for cutting practice, there are still a small number of them who have never soaked and softened themselves.

It can be seen how important it is to discern the appropriate degree of softening.

Master Zhang bent the five wooden sticks one by one, with a smile on his lips, "Not bad".After finishing speaking, he messed up the wooden sticks he had picked, and picked up a few sticks in the pile seemingly at random, "Take it to practice."

Dong Chuanlin happily took the wooden stick, nodded and said, "Thank you for your teaching, Master."

Turning back to his seat together with Chen Suiyang who was standing beside him, Dong Chuanlin bared his white teeth happily at his companion.Chen Suiyang smiled and gave him a thumbs up.

Lu Zhiming looked at the smiling faces of the two of them, and his serious face became even colder.

……

Dong Chuanlin was finally able to keep up with the progress and cut wooden sticks together. He was very excited, holding the five wooden sticks in his hand, meditating on the explanation given by Master Zhang, and repeated bending experiments.

With this happy event, Dong Chuanlin's bluff last night became cute to the point of dying, he didn't bother to care about it, and for the sake of Yan Huasheng, he just forgave him for a single tendon.

A few days passed, and it was the day when the coachman set off for Daishan Town.Dong Chuanlin went to deliver the letter enthusiastically.

After waiting for another ten days, Dong Chuanlin received a reply from his heart.

This time Han Song mentioned a few words about himself.

He said that when he went up the mountain a few days ago, another rabbit fell into the pit where the two of them found the rabbit last time, and the fur color and size were similar.

The Gray Rabbit evokes Dong Chuanlin's memories and thoughts.

When replying, he couldn't help writing a lot.When he reached the last line of the first sheet of paper, he thought about stopping writing, so as not to make Han Song feel too frightened.

He did it. He folded the letter and stuffed it into the envelope. As soon as he picked up a grain of rice and wanted to wipe it on, he regretted it.

Taking out the letter paper, he drew a stroke at the end to paste the name. He picked up a clean letter paper and continued writing.

Anyway, he has always left Han Song with the impression of nagging and long-winded, and he has nothing to worry about now.

To hell with face!I can't bear to lose face and embarrass Lang!

When you send a letter, you look forward to receiving a reply, and when you receive a reply, you want to send it again.As time went by one letter after another, Dong Chuanlin sometimes secretly thought that life in a foreign land was not as difficult as imagined.

It was the day when the coachman returned. After work, Dong Chuanlin and Chen Suiyang went to the coachman's residence to collect the letter as usual.

Passing by the carriage unloading place on the road, I accidentally ran into someone I hadn't seen for a long time.

It was Uncle Wang, the shopkeeper's personal steward, who was instructing the workers to unload the goods.He also saw Dong Chuanlin, looking at him with a smile.

The two greeted each other briefly, and Dong Chuanlin wanted to leave without disturbing his work.

He was still in a hurry to go back and open the letter, wondering what interesting things Han Song wrote in the letter this time.

Before Dong Chuanlin could speak, he was preempted by Uncle Wang.

"Brother Dong is holding a reply letter from his family? Why are there two letters? I forgot to take the last letter?" Uncle Wang said again: "It is estimated that the coachman forgot to hand over the unfinished letter to the master. Then I have to reprimand him."

"No," Dong Chuanlin held up two letters, "The other one is from Brother Song, Han Song, do you still remember?"

"Of course I remember, the two teenagers have helped me many times, how could I forget." Uncle Wang smiled, pondered for a moment and said, "Speaking of which, I haven't seen Brother Han for a long time."

Dong Chuanlin asked: "Didn't you see him at the noodle stall?"

Uncle Wang shook his head, "When I went to eat noodles a few days ago, I saw Brother Dong's elder brother and a man with noodles, but Brother Han was missing." After a pause, he thought for a while and added: "This It’s been a busy time of farming, so I guess I’m cutting rice at home, so I didn’t ask much about it.”