Everyone has their own opinions

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Everyone has their own opinions

【Make a big duck pen, then raise the ducks to eat them.】

[I heard Su Wanning’s wishful thinking thousands of kilometers away.]

"It's a very good idea, just to kill time, but how to make this duck pen?" Yu Xin asked from the side.

"I see there are a lot of tools in the tool room. Go and see what you can use. But you don't need so many people for this kind of work, so Zhou Sheng can work with you."

With a seemingly casual gesture, Su Wanning assigned Yu Xin and Zhou Sheng to make duck pens together. Unknown to others, the two parties involved knew the purpose of Su Wanning's actions, and their expressions suddenly became abnormal.

Fang Wei, who was next to him, didn't know anything. He naturally had no objection to this arrangement and nodded: "Cuncao should have had similar experience before. It's just right for him to stay and help you."

Su Wanning next to her nodded in sympathy, then gave Yu Xin a meaningful look and turned to leave.

[This is a combination of men and women, so the work is not tiring.]

[Su Wanning actually didn’t stay and do it with the village grass? 】

[I must have seen the rumors and deliberately avoided suspicion.]

[The more this happens, the more it proves that there is a problem between the two of them!]

After the other two people left, the atmosphere was deadlocked for a few seconds. Then Zhou Sheng took the lead and broke the silence: "Let's go to the tool room first to see what tools we can use."

Yu Xin nodded. She had always been carefree, but she was rarely taciturn at this moment. She lifted her heels without saying a word.

[Why are these two people in such a weird atmosphere that they don’t even speak?]

[I remember they were quite familiar with each other before.]

[Maybe I hid on purpose to prove to my good sisters.]

【I think the two of them are abnormal.】

On the other side, Su Wanning, who had returned to her room to rest, had nothing to do and actually used her mobile phone to open Yu Xin's live broadcast room to watch the interaction between the two people live.

I saw Yu Xin standing awkwardly in the middle of the tool room, letting Zhou Sheng pick and choose beside him.

Not long after, Zhou Sheng picked out some wooden boards and saws and placed them in the courtyard.

"I just recalled what the duck pen in the village looks like. We can just use wooden boards to circle a piece of land. The ducks can't fly, so it should be easy."

When he said this, Yu Xin certainly had no objection. He nodded, squatted down, and prepared to pick up a piece of wood to study.

Unexpectedly, Zhou Sheng happened to be about to pick up the wooden board. The two people's hands touched in the air, and then bounced away instantly like an electric shock. The atmosphere suddenly became more tense.

After coughing in a low voice, Zhou Sheng picked up the wooden board as if nothing had happened and walked away deliberately for a few steps.

With the camera nearby, the two people's words and deeds were already reserved, and coupled with the atmosphere of their own secrets, it looked increasingly weird.

However, this scene completely changed in the eyes of the audience.

[Why do these two people look so embarrassed and don’t want to be in a duck pen?]

[Is it difficult to make a duck pen? Look at how worried the two of them are.]

[Those two people are too embarrassed to rest upstairs and don’t come down to help? 】

Soon the sound of hammering nails could be heard in the yard.

Zhou Sheng screwed up two pieces of wood and nailed them together. Yu Xin, who was standing next to him, couldn't understand what he was doing, so he just kindly reminded him: "Let's use three pieces of wood to make a triangle. This structure is stronger.

"

"good."

Zhou Sheng didn't even raise his head. He took another wooden bar and nailed it to the previous two. A triangular frame was quickly born under his hands, but the two people looked at the frame, and again

I'm in trouble and don't know what to do next.

"If we make a lot of triangles like this and connect them together to make a long strip, and fix the corners together, can't we circle them into a rectangle?"

As Yu Xin spoke, she made gestures in the air with her hands. My explanation made Zhou Sheng confused, so he directly took the wooden sticks and strokes on the side.

"is that so?"

Yu Xin could no longer pretend, her impatience prevented her from continuing to communicate with Zhou Sheng through words, so she squatted down and played with Zhou Sheng's hands.

"No, what I mean is this. Wouldn't it save more materials?"

Those wooden bars changed under Yu Xin's hands, and the few isolated ones were connected together, looking in danger.

So Zhou Sheng shook his head: "I don't think it's possible. It's not very strong this way. It's better this way."

Zhou Sheng placed the wooden strips on the ground, and nailed countless short vertical wooden strips between the two parallel rectangular wooden strips to form a fence.

When Yu Xin saw this, his eyes widened immediately: "This is too much wood. Besides, your eyes are not teeth. What if the lengths of the wooden bars are different, some are exposed, and some are shorter,

It just looks so ugly.”

The difference between men and women was clearly reflected at this moment. The question she raised was nothing in Zhou Sheng's eyes. He waved his hand and said: "What's the use of looking good? As long as it's strong, it's enough. Ducks don't understand."

Beautiful and ugly.”

Yu Xin still insisted: "No, our home is so beautiful, how can we make such an ugly duck pen?"

The two of them had their own opinions and squatted in the yard arguing endlessly. Half an hour later, they only had the triangular wooden frame in Zhou Sheng's hand, and there was no progress at all.

There were more and more things on the ground. In addition to saws and wooden strips, I even found a tool book from somewhere.

Yu Xin opened the first chapter of the book, pointed to the title above, and emphasized to Zhou Sheng: "Look what this book says, triangles are the most stable!"

"Look at the fences outside that are not built this way. My method is safer."

When Yu Xin heard this, her eyes suddenly widened: "The fence is used to decorate the courtyard wall, can it be the same as the duck pen?"

"Why is it different? It's all a box anyway..."

【That's enough, how much longer will the two of them continue to quarrel? 】

[It’s the first time I’ve seen a village grass quarreling with someone else. It’s quite interesting.]

[Are they two naive three-year-olds? This kind of question can also cause quarrels. 】

[Why can’t Zhou Sheng, a grown man, let us Xin Xinzi be touched? 】

[Why should a man want a woman? I think Zhou Sheng’s idea is right.]

[Just let the two of them do it one by one.]

Su Wanning watched the live broadcast, her eyelids gradually twitching. She and Zhou Sheng went to the village to do research in the morning and did not rest at all. At this moment, she felt sleepy, but suddenly there was a loud and non-stop shouting in her ears.

The sound was getting louder and louder, and it showed no sign of stopping.
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