The Life Through Books of the Salted Fish Family

Village head Luo's eyes lit up, and he walked over to push the crowd away.

"Get out of the way, which family are you from? Move forward."

Li Xuemei also followed the voice and looked over.

Then I saw the crowd squeezed to both sides like water.

An old man with a stooped body appeared in front of everyone.

It was an exile sent by the Grand Master to help them work.

The old man was not at all uncomfortable being watched by so many people.

When he lowered his head, he was inconspicuous.

The moment she raised her head, Li Xuemei suddenly saw a sharp edge in those cloudy eyes.

"You will?" Village Chief Luo asked.

Old man: "Bring it to me to see."

An old woman next to him eagerly reached out and tugged at his sleeve.

The old man patted her lightly with his withered hands, signaling her to feel at ease.

The woman withdrew her hand, stood aside with a few children, and blocked them behind with her thin body.

Village head Luo put the mold in his hand.

He weighed it first, then took a closer look at the materials, and finally glanced at the neatly arranged holes.

Spit out two words: "Can do."

...

Li Xuemei invited people to her home.

The village elders also followed, wanting to hear carefully whether he could really do it or was just fooling around.

Yan Xiangheng came forward to entertain everyone.

Li Xuemei only looked at the old man's behavior, and knew that this old man must have been a person with status.

But this is not surprising. Ordinary people will never be exposed to the word "exile" for a lifetime. Anyone who is picked out of Huju's quarry has a history.

"Old man, how do you want to change?" Li Xuemei asked.

The old man was looking at Yan Xiangheng before, and he was a little surprised when he heard her speak. He turned his eyes to her, looked at her for a while, and said: "The nail is long and the arrow is short. Cut this mold into two parts, and then use skillful work to make the inside Carved into shape, when it can achieve the master's idea, it can be formed by pouring molten iron."

Just now he shouted outside, it was authentic Guanzhou dialect.

But right now I'm talking a lot, and I still have some southern accents.

Li Xuemei made a judgment in her heart, this is a southerner.

"After the mold is separated, if there are suitable materials, the upper part can also be sealed and reused. It can be used for casting nails and arrows." The old man said again.

Still speaking to Li Xuemei.

"What tools are needed, we will try our best to find them, I just hope it can be done quickly." Li Xuemei was very decisive.

The old man thought to himself that he was right, this woman can start a family.

"Most of the things I want to use can't be found here. There is a carpenter in your village. I will find someone who can use it myself." He paused, and then said: "What kind of arrows do you want to make? The real thing is best, if you don’t have it, you can probably draw it for me.”

He was not worried that the people in this village would not be able to draw.

The arrow tower and the wall surrounding the village are all pictured, and he has seen them from afar.

The bamboo crossbows made by the villagers are all based on her family's iron crossbows.

The arrows are all about the same length.

Of course it would be best to use an iron arrow, but she couldn't take it out.

"Heng'er, take the old man to Qi's house to see what is suitable, and then let Uncle Qi work harder, and help him by the side." Li Xuemei said.

The old man raised his eyebrows, this woman is quite careful.

Yan Xiangheng took him out.

Old Song couldn't bear it, and asked, "Second daughter-in-law Yan, do you think he has a score?"

"Uncle Song, I think he probably has some skills, he doesn't seem like a big talker." Li Xuemei said.

Village head Luo was puzzled: "He wanted to negotiate terms with us just now, why didn't he mention a word now?"

Uncle Hu said: "It's not good not to mention it, let him do it first, and we can lose him. They all committed crimes and were exiled here. I think he didn't dare to mention anything too much, probably It's food, or a house, I just noticed that he and an old woman are in the same family, and they have several children, big and small, and quite a few."

Li Xuemei thought that exile in Guanzhou would save so many people.

The old is old, the small is small.

It's not easy.

On the contrary, I have a little more expectation for him to make arrow molds.

...

It was very difficult to cut the mold.

The old man was very tired.

He didn't need to work hard, but he had to hold the mold the whole time and constantly calibrate the position.

It can be divided into two so quickly, thanks to the Qi family brother's hard work.

He couldn't help taking a few more glances.

Mrs. Qi couldn't see, but she could hear the sound of the saw grinding stop.

Let the eldest granddaughter put the noodles into the pot, and let the second granddaughter call for a stop.

She doesn't worry about her sons, this little work won't tire them out.

But when she heard that the old man who said he could change the moulds was getting old, she couldn't help but feel a little worried, don't let the old man get tired, it would delay things instead.

Apart from other things, just a few steps away from the old man, she knew that he was weak and weak.

The old man looked at the hot noodles brought to him, and swallowed.

Looking outside the courtyard, he saw his old woman walking around with a few children.

Everyone in Xiao'an Village is busy, working all night in the dark.

It is kind to them, the old, weak, sick and disabled, and let them rest on their own.

But these people are like frightened birds, who dare to stop, they also suffer together and do some work within their ability.

His old lady was among them, looking over and over while moving around.

Mrs. Qi is a few times older than Qi, with a bright mind.

As soon as I talked to Mrs. Qi, Mrs. Qi asked her to call people in.

"Big sister, where are you from?" Mrs. Qi asked, holding the old woman's hand.

"We are from Yuzhou." The old woman spoke softly, and she knew it was from the south.

"It's the south, so you're not used to living in Guanzhou?"

...

Mrs. Qi figured out a few things without talking to anyone.

The old man's surname is Kang, and he used to be a good old man at home. He didn't want his son to commit a crime, and his family would be implicated and exiled to Guanzhou.

I have lived here for two years, and I have learned enough.

The old couple has two sons, both of whom work in the quarry.

The daughter-in-law returned to her natal family and did not follow.

Five grandchildren, two daughters and three boys.

The oldest is fifteen, and the youngest is only three years old.

Mrs. Qi was listening, and looked at the children in surprise.

Which has fifteen? All as skinny as kittens.

But look at the height of the old couple...somewhat understandable.

The old man dawdled and ate the bowl of noodles for a long time, and finally he found a chance to feed his grandchildren a few mouthfuls.

The Qi family pretended not to know.

...

Yan Lao Er and Yan Yu arrived at Guiyuan Town, but they didn't dare to stay for a while.

Go directly to the place where you saw bamboo sold last time.

They only sell bamboo by the way, and they mainly sell bamboo products made by themselves.

Hearing them talk about wrapping the bamboo round, not only was he not happy, but he also felt a strong sense of crisis. He insisted on explaining clearly why he bought so much bamboo. If he didn't explain clearly, he wouldn't sell it.

Second Yan: ...

"My family uses it for paper!" Yan Yu relieved.

Yan Laoer reacted quickly, quickly covered her mouth, and smiled at her embarrassingly.

The child's unintentional words are more convincing.

The man was relieved, this is not a colleague who grabs business.

available for sale.

This chapter makes up for the addition of September monthly ticket 320~

Zhai Zhai is worried about misremembering, there is a small notebook to memorize these, how many words are updated every day, and whether they have been added or not~

Quack, don't worry about getting confused anymore~

I'm dizzy, I forgot to say it yesterday, and I'll make it up today:

Happy New Year (*^▽^*)

I hope that in the new year, we can all be healthy, safe and smooth~! (`) than heart