"I just said that after I finish chopping the firewood, I will go find you and the red soldiers." Xilai said with a smile.
"I heard it. You said you wanted to find the red soldiers first, but you put me at the back." Da Lei looked very angry.
"Who told your home to be the farthest away? Didn't we first go to the nearest Red Soldier and then go to your house to find you together? Instead, we bypassed the Red Soldier's house to find you first and then came back to find the Red Soldier? We are crazy.
Let’s do it!” Xilai didn’t pay attention to Da Lei’s deliberate mischief.
"Chang Xing, you didn't know to come earlier. On the night of the Mid-Autumn Festival, you can steal the grapefruits from Xianji Bridge from whomever you want. Maybe you can even get mooncakes after stealing a grapefruit."
Festival may be Dalei's most memorable day.
"Look at your potential. If Chang Xing wants to enjoy grapefruits, he still has to steal them. I'm sure he can pick grapefruits from anyone's house." Zhang Xilai said.
"That's true." Zhang Dalei said.
"No wonder you ate all your grapefruits. You were afraid that I would come and eat them!" Chang Xing said.
Zhang Xilai said proudly: "You can't blame me for this. You can only blame yourself for not coming down the mountain during the Mid-Autumn Festival. Who doesn't know that my grapefruit trees cover Xianji Bridge? Most of the grapefruit trees in Xianji Bridge are grafted from branches at my house.
But no matter how you graft, you can’t produce as delicious grapefruit as mine. On the night of the Mid-Autumn Festival, everyone came to my house to steal the grapefruit. If I hadn’t picked a few in advance and hid them at home, even our own
Can’t taste it.”
"Xilai, your family is dishonest. During the Mid-Autumn Festival, other families steal other people's grapefruits. How can your family enjoy your own grapefruits?" Zhang Dalei asked.
"Dalei, I haven't told you yet, but you picked the most that night, and you even broke one of the branches of my grapefruit tree." Zhang Xilai said.
Chang Xing watched the two guys arguing endlessly and walked forward with a smile. Anyway, these two living treasures will fight to win as long as they get together.
Zhou Hongbing was not at home. Chang Xing called several times, but no one at Zhou Hongbing's house answered, and the door to the house was not closed. Few people in Xianjiqiao closed the door during the day. It is the same for every household these days, and there is no one at home.
It's nothing to throw away. When you go to someone else's house and you don't see the owner at home, you should first stand outside the fence and shout twice inside. If the owner is at home, he will naturally greet you. If the owner is not at home, it is naturally not appropriate to enter the house.
A neighbor of Zhou Hongbing's family came out and responded: "Hongbing and his family went to the charcoal kiln."
The winter in Xianji Bridge is very cold, and the snow is so thick that it can cover the threshold. In the year when the snow is the heaviest, even the door is blocked. When I woke up in the morning, I opened the door and saw that the door was completely blocked by thick ice and snow. It had to be dug.
Climb out of the hole.
Winter is very cold, although it's not so cold that you can pull out ice and dirt even when you urinate. But it's been below freezing almost every day throughout the winter, and there's no charcoal in the house. I'm afraid I'll have to stay in bed all winter long.
Xianjiqiao used to burn some charcoal in the winter. In addition to using it himself, he could also sell it on the street. But now that capitalism is cutting its tail everywhere, no one will pick up charcoal to sell this year.
The Red Soldier family all went to the charcoal kiln, probably burning charcoal in preparation for winter.
"Let's go, just go to the charcoal kiln to take a look. My father said that he will join several companies to burn a kiln of charcoal in a few days. Chang Xing, don't you prepare some charcoal?" Zhang Xilai asked.
"I don't have to. If it's cold, just burn some firewood at the Patriarch's Temple." Chang Xing actually has a better way now. If a Taoist cultivator can't withstand the cold, then there's no point in practicing Taoism.
"My house has already burned charcoal. If you want it, Chang Xing, just come to my house and share some." Zhang Dalei said.
"Changxing, the charcoal in Dalei's house is full of charcoal (horse's feet: tree heads that have not been completely turned into charcoal. When burning charcoal, a lot of smoke will be produced)." Zhang Xilai said.
"You're talking nonsense. Which charcoal-burning house has no flaws? Can my family get the flaws if I give it to Chang Xing?" Zhang Dalei said.
The charcoal kiln is located on a leeward slope not far from the village. This way, the wind will not blow sparks to the village and cause fires.
When Chang Xing and others arrived, Zhou Hongbing was carrying a piece of miscellaneous wood. When he saw Chang Xing and others, he didn't put down the wood and grinned.
"Chang Xing, have you come down the mountain? My family is burning charcoal, and I'm here to help move the wood." Zhou Hongbing said.
"I know, I heard someone else tell me. Do you want our help?" Chang Xing said.
"No, no, no, the move will be done soon, don't get your hands dirty." Zhou Hongbing said quickly.
Although only a few families were burning charcoal, almost everyone in the village came to help. Anyone who burned charcoal would be helped by other families.
"Chang Xing, you guys came late, and we have finished all the work. I'm afraid you three slackers came here at this time on purpose." Fang Qing laughed.
"We didn't know at all. We only found out that charcoal was being burned here when we went to find the Red Soldiers." Zhang Dalei said dissatisfied.
"If Chang Xing doesn't know, it's almost the same. How could you and Xilai not know? Your family will be burning charcoal soon, and no one will come to help. You will lose weight. You are a son of a poor peasant, and you look like a local tyrant and evil gentry.
What does it look like?" Fang Qing said.
"Uncle Fang Qing, you can't talk nonsense. I'm just trying to do something. I drink water and gain weight, what can I do?" Zhang Dalei said with a sad face.
"Chang Xing, the fire will be lit here soon. You can go to my house to have dinner later." Zhang Fangqing said.
"Uncle Fang Qing, no need. I made an agreement with Secretary Maolin to have dinner at his house today. I'll have dinner at your house next time," Chang Xing said.
Xiao Dajiang was carrying a very thick piece of miscellaneous wood. Although it was only a piece of wood, it was not light in weight. Although the wood used to make charcoal was not a good material and was curvy, the materials used to make charcoal were all
It is very heavy and the wood is very dense. Only the charcoal made from such wood can withstand burning and has sufficient firepower.
As soon as he saw Chang Xing, Xiao Dajiang quickly put down the wood: "Chang Xing, I'm just looking for you. Every household in the village takes turns burning charcoal. I'll prepare it for you when the time comes, and you can come to my house to get it."
"Master, there's no need. I'm not afraid of the cold. Didn't winter pass like this before? Now the house is tighter than before, and there's no wind at all. Even if it's cold, I just need to burn some firewood." Chang Xing
smiled.
"You really don't need it?" Xiao Dajiang said.
Chang Xing nodded: "It's really not necessary. There is still a lot of charcoal you asked me to take up the mountain that has not been used up?"
"Then I won't prepare it for you. There will be plenty at home anyway, so if you need it at any time, just go and get it," Xiao Dajiang said.
