Since you want to take action, you must make the best one. You can't just do it casually. Zhang Anke can't do it.
Besides, Zhang An is now considered a carpenter, so making a top for a baby is not something he can easily do.
Zhang An rummaged through the pile of firewood in the yard for a long time, and finally found a section of a green tree as big as a bowl.
The Green Gang tree is a heavy and hard wood, and many people in the village like to chop it down to make hoe handles.
Therefore, it is most suitable to use the green bar tree to chop tops.
When Zhang An was a child, Zhang Jianye used this to make him a spinning top, which was very exciting to smoke.
After marking out the required size, Zhang An used a saw to cut it off in two or three strokes.
After setting the sight, Zhang An found a nail and drove it in, and then started to chop with the axe.
After spending a little time, a top as big as a bowl was formed.
"Wow, it's so big, bigger than Zhang Bao's."
Looking at such a big top, Li Yao's eyes were filled with the shape of a top.
"Then do you like such a big top?"
Zhang An said that since it is going to be done, it must be good, and of course it must be bigger.
"I like it." Li Yao nodded quickly, fearing that Zhang An would stop doing it after he finished speaking.
Many adults in the village don't have time to play with their children, so many children cut their own spinning tops, which also exercises their hands-on skills.
Therefore, the tops cut out by many people are not very big, and they are crooked and unattractive.
Soon, Zhang An cut the top, but it was not finished yet.
Zhang An took a flower knife and carved a beautiful pattern on the top of the top, and finally took out the paint at home to color it.
It looked much better now, and Zhang An nodded with satisfaction.
Once the top is done, the remaining thing is the whip, otherwise it won't be able to whip.
There are many materials that can be used for whips, such as cloth strands, hemp rope and some packaging tapes at home.
But these are not the things that are used the most.
But the leaves of palm trees and the bark of paper mulberry trees.
Especially the bark of paper mulberry tree, that thing is made into a whip and whipped.
Far away, you can hear the sonic boom of "piapiapia".
It's just that the goose bark tree that Zhang An's family cut down has long since dried up, so peeling off the bark is of no use.
So Zhang An found half of the hemp rope, untied it and knitted it again.
After a while, a delicate little leather whip was ready.
Zhang An was in the yard, whipping the finished top a few times.
The pattern engraved on the top of the top spins quickly, and with the bright colors, it looks pretty good when spinning around.
However, Zhang An felt that it was a bit uncoordinated when pumping, and he needed to make some adjustments.
Now I took the ax and started trimming it for a while, and finally I was satisfied after a few tries.
There was no need to trim it in the future, so Zhang An took out the sandpaper and polished it again.
In this way, a huge smooth top was made.
If it weren't for lack of time, Zhang An would have wanted to give it a coat of paint, which would make it look better.
"Hey, Zhang An, just spoil him. What will you do if he wants stars every day in the future?"
Zhou Lan looked at Li Yao and just mentioned it, while Zhang An spent half his time here.
If others didn't know better, they would think Zhang An was Li Yao's biological father.
"Hahaha, he is seven or eight years old now, and there are only a few more years of such carefree days left. If he wants to play, let him have fun."
Li Yao himself grew up in the town, and compared with the children in the village, he always lost a few years of childhood.
You can't wait until you grow up later, when others have a happy childhood.
When it came to himself, after thinking about it, he found a blank.
Originally, Zhang An was worried that the top was too big for little guy like Li Yao to whip.
But at this moment, they discovered that after they got it, they had already started playing with it on the ground, and it was even flying.
Zhang An guessed that Li Yao had probably played with other people's spinning tops many times outside.
And looking at his whip-cracking movements, he was quite skillful, and he probably whipped a lot of them flatly.
Moreover, this guy also played tricks, pumping forward and backward, changing hands back and forth.
Then the little guy happily hugged his new toy and ran towards the drying yard.
After getting such a big treasure, Li Yao would definitely take it over to show off to his friends.
With this ultra-low and invincible top, he will definitely become the most handsome boy among these kids.
At this time, there were only a few families drying things on the drying ground, so it was very empty.
So there were all dolls playing there, and there were only a dozen people playing tops.
There are also a group of little girls dancing in the sea and jumping rubber bands.
But from time to time, there would be a burst of shouting from the village.
It's probably some silly monkey who ran out to play before finishing what the adults at home told him to do.
At this moment, the adults in the family are back. The incident has been revealed and they are about to be called back for education.
On the contrary, Zhang An feels that it is precisely because of this kind of urging that everyone will cherish their time for fun more.
At five or six o'clock the next evening, Zhang An remembered that his uncle had called him in the morning.
"Mom, I won't be at home for dinner tonight."
Zhang Anchong said to his old mother who was preparing to cook at home, and then went out and walked towards his uncle's house.
Before leaving the courtyard, Zhang An turned around and returned home.
Zhang An thought that since the old uncle asked him to go drink, how could he have the nerve to go empty-handed?
So I went home and found two bottles of Maotai to carry with me. These were all brought from Su Ying’s house.
Anyway, I keep these wines at home and don’t drink them much at home.
It's better to take it out and play its original role.
"Zhang An is here and he has brought high-end goods."
When Zhang An arrived at Zhang Ping's house, accountant Huang Weimin and cashier Li Youcai had already arrived.
"You have uncle Cai and uncle Damin."
They were all seniors, Zhang An smiled and greeted them.
Seeing that there were not many people in the yard, Zhang An felt a little strange.
Some people are not sure what the old village chief is looking for this time.
If Zhang Jianwen was looking for him because of his own affairs, then several leaders in the village were here.
But if it's for collective reasons, the village leaders are not here, so it's worth pondering.
"Hey, Zhang An brought some bottle goods."
Li Youcai saw Zhang An coming with two wine boxes and took a look at them.
"It's Maotai. Today is the right time."
Although people in the village like to drink, most of them drink in bulk.
I usually drink less bottled wine, but I don’t want to buy it because the price is a few dollars higher.
In their minds, regardless of whether the wine tastes good or not, the bottle should be more noble.
Especially Maotai brought by Zhang An, its reputation is even more resounding.
Although this wine is a brand produced in the province, the price these days has not reached the sky.
But on weekdays, they are reluctant to sell even ordinary bottle cellars. This wine is already a rare high-end product.
So Huang Weimin and Li Youcai were very happy to see Zhang An bringing two bottles at a time.
"Hey, our family doesn't drink much. My uncle asked me to come drink. How could I be so embarrassed to come empty-handed?"
"What did you say?"
Hearing Zhang An's voice, Zhang Jianwen walked out of the room.
At this time, I saw several people talking very happily.
"It's nothing, today I took advantage of you, Lao Zhang. Zhang An brought two bottles of good wine."
Huang Weimin smiled, pointed at the two bottles of Maotai on the table and said.
"Oh, this is really good wine."
Zhang Jianwen looked at the two bottles of Maotai on the table and couldn't help but nodded.
The last time he went to town for a meeting, the leader left him to discuss the middle school affairs.
At the end of the meal, I generously took out a bottle.
It was just a bottle of wine, half of which he drank by himself.
After drinking liquor for so many years, Zhang Jianwen had to admit it.
This wine is expensive for a reason, and it tastes much better than ordinary bulk wine.
Not long after, Zhang Ping came back on his motorcycle.
And hanging on the faucet of the car was a bag of cold braised pork.
After he became a staff member at the forestry station, his superiors assigned him a Happy motorcycle.
At this time, the old aunt in the house also prepared the dishes.
When he arrived at his aunt's house, Zhang An was not polite and treated him as if he were his own home.
Together with Zhang Ping, we set up the tables and chairs in the yard, and then helped the old aunt serve the dishes.
My aunt cooked quite a lot of dishes today, including spicy chicken, pickled fish, braised trotters, etc.
The whole table is full of rare hard dishes. It seems that the old man has a big plan tonight.
"Come on, come on, everyone, start using your chopsticks. Today we will drink the good wine Zhang An brought."
After that, the old uncle opened a bottle of Maotai and started pouring wine for everyone.
"Old Zhang, you should pour more, it seems like you can't bear to pour it."
When the old uncle was pouring wine, Li Youcai also handed over and lifted the bottle.
"Come on, I didn't know that you, Li Youcai, are a drunkard. Even if I pour this bottle to you, it won't be enough."
The old uncle unceremoniously exposed Li Youcai. They were all old friends who had known each other for decades. They knew what each other wanted to do as soon as they raised their tails.
"My aunt is also coming over to eat with us. There are only a few of us here, and it's not like there isn't enough seating."
When the table was opened, Zhang An saw that his aunt was still busy in the kitchen and had no intention of coming out to eat together.
If in the past when there were many people, the table could not fit, then forget it.
There were only four or five people at the table today, and it was quite spacious.
"Xiao An, you eat first, I will eat later."
Hearing Zhang An shouting, the old aunt said with a smile.
"Oh, there are no outsiders here, so please don't wait for a while."
"Yes, sister-in-law, come over and eat together. I came to your house to eat, but I'm sorry to make you stand and wait."
Normally, Huang Weimin and Li Youcai would not pay attention to this matter.
They are all of the older generation and have long been accustomed to the bad habit that women are not allowed to do.
But today Zhang An, as a junior, said so, so they had no choice but to speak.
The same thing happened to Zhang An's family in the past. Wang Fang wouldn't come to the table when the family invited people to dinner.
But Zhang An was particularly disgusted with it, so later on his family did not have this habit.
"What Xiao An said is that there are no outsiders. Come over and eat together."
Finally, after Zhang Jianwen said something, the old lady came over and sat beside him.
Zhang An held the wine bottle and poured some for the old lady.
These women in the village do not act like men at all when they drink.
"Xiao An, just drink it yourself, I don't like it."
Seeing Zhang An pouring himself wine, the old aunt quickly declined.
If it were a loose drink, she wouldn't say much, but the wine wasn't cheap, so she thought it would be better for the older men to drink it.
"It's okay, Auntie, just give it a try. My mother will take a sip at home."
Seeing Zhang An's appearance, the old aunt showed a smile on her face.
She felt in her heart that her love for Zhang An when she was a child was not in vain, and she was a conscientious junior.
"Come on, Xiao An, try this. Guess what it is."
Zhang Jianwen pointed to the casserole in the middle of the table and said to Zhang An with a smile.
Zhang An stretched out his chopsticks and picked out a piece of meat. Although the meat had skin, it was mostly lean meat.
This kind of meat is eaten with the skin and there is no fat. The only meat in this area is mutton and dog.
"Uncle, this is dog meat."
Zhang An ate a piece and felt that it tasted tender and full of meat.
It tastes slightly fishy, but not as spicy as mutton, so it must be dog meat.
"Haha, yes, yes, this is indeed dog meat."
"Lao Wu from the town went to Longtan Village yesterday and was bitten by a large spotted dog. The family refused to admit it, so Lao Wu and his son just beat the dog and took it back."
"I happened to see it and bought a few kilograms from him."
While Zhang Jianwen was drinking, he told Zhang An the origin of the dog meat.
Zhang An nodded as soon as he heard this. This kind of thing is normal in the local area.
If someone's dog bites someone, the owner won't admit it, and the person won't bother much.
It's just that this dog won't survive and will definitely be beaten and taken back.
Even though there are many families raising dogs in the village, no family is willing to beat their own dogs just to eat meat.
Unless the dog at home takes the initiative to bite someone and causes blood, then you really shouldn’t keep it anymore.
Of course, if some people are sneaky or sneaky, or if they tease the dog first, then the dog is not to blame.
But the old lady’s skill in cooking Huajiang dog meat was really good, and Zhang An was very satisfied with it.
After three rounds of drinking, the two bottles of Maotai that Zhang An brought over have been finished.
Except for Zhang Ping's face, these old men had no influence at all.
Zhang An had to admire them. After all, Jiang was still old and hot.
After drinking two bottles of Maotai, no one wanted to drink loose wine again.
So we ate dinner in a hurry and ended the battle.
"Zhang An, a few of us came here to ask you today. We mainly want to ask if you are interested in the party secretary of our village."
During tea time after dinner, the old uncle spoke to Zhang An.
"What?"
Zhang An was confused as soon as he heard this. Why did the old man ask himself this?
"Uncle, aren't you always the party secretary?"
In Changqing Village, the positions of village chief and party secretary have always been held by the old uncle.
In this mountainous area, many villages are like this, and the village chief and secretary are all shouldered by one person.
Because these villages are not large in size, they are only about the size of dozens of households.
Therefore, village affairs generally only require one person to resolve them.
And even though one person holds two jobs, what he gets in the end is only one salary.
This is also the method we came up with to save expenses based on local conditions.
Sorry, sorry, I went out to eat with friends in the evening. When I came back, I hurriedly hurriedly rushed, but I still couldn't catch up. But this chapter is from yesterday.