The old days(86)

Fang Jiming looked at the hairpins obsessively. They were made of good materials and had good craftsmanship. If the carvings hadn't been new, he would have thought that each of these hairpins was a rare old item.

His hand was touching it, as if stroking the face of his beloved girl. Staring at the peach blossom in Fengtou's mouth, he almost wanted to scream in admiration.

So, he looked at Danyang with even more eager eyes: "...Um, could you please help me introduce this old master..."

old?

Danyang thought of his father's face. In any case, it has nothing to do with 'old'. Although he is a grandfather, he should be considered an old man. But as long as he has met his parents, he will

We will not apply the word "old" to them easily.

Just as she was about to speak, she heard someone behind her cough dryly. This was Duanyang's presence.

"Brother!" Danyang laughed and called Song Lu: "Sister-in-law, my brother is back."

Song Lu poked her head out from inside and saw that Duanyang was slapping the young man standing in the yard with a picky face, so she quickly came over and pulled him: "... chop this firewood for me.

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What to chop?!

Song Lu pulled Duanyang into the kitchen: "Danyang is a big girl, you can't let others make friends. Isn't this in our house? It's clear and sunny, what can happen?"

Duanyang pulled his arm out: "Why is everything okay? Whose boy do you know that is? Do you know what he does?"

Song Lu looked at him: "At first, I didn't know whose family you were from or what you did? Besides, there are so many bad people in the world? Danyang is very assertive. She knows what's appropriate. She interferes too much.

People feel uncomfortable, you know that, right?"

Know!

Still not happy, I went out to ask.

When Danyang saw his elder brother coming out again, he asked him, "Didn't my sister-in-law ask you to chop firewood?"

"It's enough for today." Duanyang said, looking at the young man.

Danyang also followed her brother's gaze and thought to herself, why is he looking at this person so much? Have you seen him before or something?

First they talked about chopping firewood, and then the brother and sister stared at him again. Fang Jiming reluctantly handed over the hairpin and thought to himself: Could it be that I have to find a master to chop firewood for him?

Just chop wood, there's nothing urgent to do today anyway.

"Then what..." He smiled at the two of them, and then rolled up his sleeves: "Where is the axe? A machete will do too!"

Song Lu thought she knew Danyang and stopped by to borrow something. Before the two brothers and sisters outside could say anything, she responded in the kitchen: "It's against the east corner..."

Fang Jiming said to himself, this family is not polite.

So, I found an ax and walked towards the large logs stacked in the yard. The young man had done some work before, and he could swing the ax like crazy. As soon as the ax went down, it split from the middle. The size was evenly proportioned.

The firewood split during the Dragon Boat Festival is not bad at all.

Danyang looked at it for a long time and thought to himself: Why is this a fool? He doesn't even know him. Now let's get to work.

Duanyang didn't think so. He thought: This kid really hasn't made up his mind. He has come to work at my house before he has even written his horoscope. It's useless to work. You just split the wood into flowers, and I

Can you easily agree to marry my sister to you?

Song Lu heard the noise and then looked over. She looked at the man chopping firewood, and then at the two brothers and sisters squatting aside to watch the excitement. Finally, she focused her eyes on Duanyang's increasingly serious face and critical eyes, which made her somewhat clear.

After all, Duanyang has the most stubborn feelings for his younger sister Danyang. He will remember it all his life that it was Danyang who picked him up and brought him home. After the disaster, Danyang was the first person to give him warmth, so she was not

Same. If he had the ability, he would wish to keep his sister under his wings for the rest of his life. He would really dare to fight anyone who dares to change his mind.

After all, the person next to the pillow knew Duanyang well. It was precisely because of this that Duanyang's eyes turned from critical to sharp towards this unknown young man chopping firewood. It was not that Fang Jiming couldn't sense it, he felt extremely embarrassed.

He said: Did I misunderstand what they meant or something? You looked at me as if you wanted to hit someone.

He stopped and lifted up the hem of his white shirt to wipe his sweat. He didn't know if it was because he was hot or scared, or because he was nervous about being stared at like this.

Danyang realized it a little later, and then felt that this person was a little pitiful. He just glanced at the hairpin. Look, after doing so much work, her eldest brother's face didn't calm down. She said: "That's enough.

If it's burned, don't chop it yet. Wash it and eat a piece of melon."

She had been cutting the watermelon for such a long time, and while others were chopping firewood, she was too embarrassed to squat down and eat it.

Fang Jiming was relieved, "Is it really enough? If it's not enough, I'll chop it again, no trouble!"

Enough is enough! Enough is enough!

Danyang fetched him water, but no matter what, he was still a guest! What he did today was ridiculous enough.

Fang Jiming was embarrassed to use other people's basins and towels, so he went to the pressure well and called Danyang: "Press it for me. It's a great wash."

So, I even put my head under the water and rinsed it.

He didn't wipe it off after washing it, just wipe it with his hands. When the water came into contact, a large area of ​​Deliang's shirt became wet. When he was asked to do this, his collar, back and sleeves were all wet. He also smiled cheerfully: "It's okay, it's so cool."

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Even though his elder brother was staring at him like this, he didn't feel restrained. He was quite a strange person.

He is also not used to eating. He just put his head under the water and drank the water. Now he glanced at Danyang... and winked at Danyang, and then said: "Then I'll go first."

Danyang was baffled when this man winked at him, his meaning clear: I have something to tell you, go outside.

He didn't do this in a subtle way, and Duanyang was not blind. When someone greeted him, he said, "Excuse me." Then after walking out, he asked Danyang, who was still looking at the person's back, "Do you know him?"

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do not know.

I just shook my head, but then I turned my face and saw that my brother's expression was not right, so I said: "We know him!" We just met him, so we can count him as acquaintance.

Duanyang's expression softened: "Why haven't I seen him before? College classmate?"

How can I make this up?

"That's right." She was so perfunctory because she saw the man riding a bicycle with one leg on the ground. He was probably waiting for her.

"What do you mean?" Duanyang's face suddenly became serious again.

"It's just... a classmate of a classmate of a classmate... Anyway, we just know each other." Danyang said, pushing the bicycle out: "Brother, please be busy!" Then he shouted towards the kitchen: "Sister-in-law, there is no need to cook for me.

, I won’t eat here.”

Then ran away.

Wherever you go, you can't go to places with few people, and places with many people are too eye-catching.

It can only be under the old locust tree at the entrance of the village. It is noon now and there are almost no people here.

The two of them were parked here, but they didn't notice that a man came out of the valley on the other side of the road. This man was wearing a pair of glasses, a camera hanging around his neck, and holding his pants in his hand. Obviously, he was a man.

There were three urgent needs, so he ran to Baogu Field to solve the problem. As soon as he came out, his eyes lit up, and not far away there was a picture that couldn't be better.

There is an old locust tree beside the farmyard at the entrance of the village. In the background are the piles of wheat straw in the farmyard, and then there is the huge shade cast by the towering locust tree. Under this shade, two bicycles are supported, both of which are 70% to 80% new.

The owner of the bicycle loves to keep it clean and polish it brightly. The front wheels of the two bicycles are next to each other, like a pair of lovers cuddling together. Across the bicycles, there are two young people, one man and one woman, standing.

He is handsome and tall with a hearty smile. He wears a red vest with the words "Serve the People" printed on it. It shows through the wet white Doliang shirt, and together with the strong muscles, it glows with strength. He wears military green trousers, yellow rubber shoes, and trousers.

It was rolled up now, revealing his wheat-colored calves. He was holding the bicycle with one hand and pointing in the distance with the other hand, as if he was saying something.

The girl opposite has a smile on her lips. She has clear and smooth eyebrows, a slender yet plump figure, and she looks full of tenacity and strength. She wears short sleeves with red floral flowers on a white background, and military green pants on her lower body.

Wearing a pair of simple black cloth shoes with off-strap straps, she raised her head slightly, and occasionally a wisp of wind blew up the broken hair on her forehead, making her look particularly energetic.

He fastened his pants neatly, then raised his camera and took several pictures, feeling that every frame was as beautiful as a painting.

The two people photographed here didn't feel it at all.

Danyang told people the truth: "This hairpin... is not for sale, and there are no masters. You are mistaken. My father made it himself to trick me into playing with it."

Got it wrong?

Will not!

Fang Jiming was thinking this, but he also felt that he had gotten very useful information. As for people not recognizing that her father was a master master, it didn't matter. After all, in this day and age, old craftsmen have become cows | ghosts | snakes | gods, keeping a low profile.

Nothing wrong with it at all.

Thinking like this, he changed the topic: "We are considered acquainted now, right?"

What do you know?

I don't know who you are!

Danyang pushed the bicycle and left: "You should leave quickly and stop following me. The impact will be bad!"

This is really neat.

But we all know what we should know. I don’t know what this girl’s surname is, but her name is Danyang. Her home is in the health center? It’s not the same. She calls the people in the health center Gesao. If I really want to find her, I can’t come here.

Not difficult.

Today I sneaked around and found a snuff bottle, which can be regarded as a reward. Remember this team and come back in two days.

Danyang didn't say anything about such a thing, and Lin Yutong and Fourth Master didn't know about it. Danyang wouldn't talk about it properly. In her opinion, it was just a trivial matter. When Duanyang came over in the evening with the jelly made by Song Lu

, when he saw Danyang again and saw Duanyang acting like nothing had happened, as if he was not worried about informing him at all, he was a little unsure again: Is it really just a classmate of a classmate's classmate?
To be continued...