Chapter 238: Ice lanterns are made on the fifteenth day of the first lunar month

Two days later, Old Man Wu left Kaoshantun. Although he couldn't see anything from his appearance, he still felt the kind of attachment in his heart like Wang Sanpao, Fatty and others.

"Grandpa Wu, when will we come back? Let's go up the mountain to see the little tiger?" Qiqi waved her little arms and shouted crisply.

Old Man Wu looked back, raised his hand and danced twice, then got into the jeep, his heart surging: When I die, I will be buried in this green mountain.

The fat man carried the big and small bags of things into the car. Some of them were given by the fat man, and the other half were brought by the villagers. Although Old Man Wu said that he would not take the masses one needle and one thread, at this time, he could not help.

Seeing a row of jeeps leaving Kaoshantun, the fat man stared blankly at the entrance of the village for a while, then turned around and saw Wang Sanpao standing there straight.

"It's the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, and we should start work tomorrow." The fat man smacked his lips. Even if the prosperous New Year is over, then it will be time to start a lively production.

Wang Sanpao slapped his thigh: "It's already fifteen, and the ice lamp at home hasn't been made yet." After that, he ran home quickly.

The fat man scratched his head: "I don't have it either. Uncle San, wait for me and get one for me!"

When he heard that he wanted to make an ice lamp, Qiqi and Yaya also ran to Wang Sanpao's house. Qiqi's little face was full of excitement: "It turns out that Grandpa San can also make an ice lamp, it's so amazing."

The little girl has been to the Ice Lantern Garden Party and has seen the colorful ice Lanterns, so she was very happy to hear that Wang Sanpao would do this.

When he arrived at Wang Sanpao's house, the fat man started to arrange: "Uncle San, prepare for the family. Let's go to the small river outside the village to get ice. It seems that we have to call the boss and use his carriage to transport the ice back."

Qiqi also got involved: "Yes, there are all kinds of colorful lanterns. Are you ready for the third grandpa?"

Wang Sanpao stared at the big and small in a daze, then grabbed his hair: "What are you talking about? I don't understand."

"Uncle San, how did you make ice lamps?" The fat man finally realized that the ice lamps mentioned by both sides were probably not the same thing.

"It's simple. Find a large enamel basin, pour water into it, sit in the snow nest, hold a stick and watch it. If it freezes in the middle, stir slowly. After a layer of ice is frozen around, use fire to take it off. The surroundings are transparent ice, and the middle is empty. Light a wax sticks to the bottom, and the ice lamp is finished." Wang Sanpao introduced in detail.

After he finished speaking, the strange two big and small almost fainted together: This one is also called an ice lamp? But it is also made of ice, and there are also lights inside. What is the point of being called an ice lamp?

"Uncle San, children can do this thing, let's make a fun ice lantern." The fat man thought that he would start working tomorrow, so he just wanted to have a good time today. Don't you say that the lanterns are on the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, so let's have a good time.

"Then do you think you're going to mess with me?" Wang Sanpao knew that the fat man liked to tease some weird things.

"Basically, we take ice cubes first, then repair the ice cubes into various shapes, build them together, or make a small house, or make other shapes. Then, pull wires inside, install colorful light bulbs, and turn on the lights as soon as the electricity is turned on. This is called an ice lantern." The fat man said vividly, Qiqi lit his little head repeatedly.

"It sounds really good, but it seems to be quite troublesome." Wang Sanpao was also a little moved.

"In a day, let's find more staff and make a simple one. It will definitely work - I'll go find the boss first." The fat man was full of confidence and ran out of the house. Qiqi rolled his big eyes and ran away, asking someone to go.

"Uncle Boss, prepare everything in Zanbian's house and put it in the car." The fat man entered the car boss's house and started yelling.

"Fatty, we haven't eaten any fish from each family yet. After the river is opened, we can just use the net to catch it." The owner of the car made some rice noodles this year and was shaking a sieve to roam the Lantern Festival.

By the way, this Lantern Festival is different from a bean bag. It is not made from a wrap, but is shaken. First, make the Lantern Festival filling, then put it in a fine sieve. Place the sieve on a flat wooden board and push it back and forth.

Sprinkle the rice noodles in a sieve and slowly stick to the filling. After dipping it in a layer, you will lift the sieve and sift the rice noodles out. Then spray some water on the Lantern Festival like a small white ball, and then pour the face back and continue to shake it. Until the size is right and the Lantern Festival is solid, you will take it outside and freeze it. This is the native method of processing Lantern Festival.

"It's not fishing, we're making ice lamps." The fat man learned the general situation from him again. The car owner was already in the fun. When he heard that there was something new, he handed the sieve to the eldest son and then pulled the fat man away. Judging from the situation, he was even more anxious than the fat man.

"Let me leave some Lantern Festival-" the fat man turned around and said as he walked.

"I've brought it out for you a long time, don't worry." The owner of the car pulled the fat man outside, pulled the horse out of the shed, and got on the carriage in a few seconds: "What guy do you need?"

The fat man is also a confused god in the temple: "I don't know, if I can get a big ice cube anyway."

When the car owner heard this, he went straight to the warehouse and took out several iron drills, three-tooth scratchers, two-tooth hooks, etc., and put them all on the car. Finally, there was a stone tamp, which was also called the fat man to move it to the car. This guy was really big, and with the fat man's strength, he was so tired that he was very tired.

"When you get in the car, you have to greet a few young men." The owner of the car swung his whip and the carriage rushed out of the house. There were two rows of boy scouts in front of him blocking the road. The 20th and 30th wild boys stood in two groups. Erfeizi shouted: "Salute--"

The fat man waved his hand in the carriage: "Thank you for your hard work, comrades."

"Serve the people." The wild boy shouted together. Since they saw Old Man Wu accepting the People's Liberation Army last time, they have learned this trick.

"Target, small bridge by the village, run forward, one, two, one..." The fat man knew that if you didn't take these things, you would be able to torture you to death.

Wang Sanpao led a few young guys to appear in front, holding all kinds of guys in his hands. Regardless of whether they could be used or not, they would throw them into the carriage first.

In more than ten minutes, the carriage arrived at the small river outside the village. Everyone got out of the car and took a flat shovel to lift the snow on the ice to the side. The fat man and a few strong men took the iron drill and began to accumulate ice down.

The owner of the car quickly drew a large circle on the ice with an iron rod and directed them to spread around the circle: "Let's open one first, and the one behind will be easier."

The wild boys had nothing to do, so they were digging on the ice with two teeth. The fat man quickly said, "If you have the energy, you can save it first, and then transport ice to the carriage later."

The iron drill in his hand increased its strength, penetrated the ice layer, and began to pour out water. The fat man chiseled it horizontally bit by bit, and soon heaved it with the man next to him.

It was almost done, and the owner of the car ordered: "Pick up the big tamp below to see if we can shake off the piece we chiseled. Everyone, be careful, stand outside the circle and don't fall into the ice hole."

The old men were about to get forward, and Wang Sanpao stood up and walked away from him. However, he was still not honest and shouted: "Comrades, work harder-"

With a muffled bang, the big stone fell heavily on the ice. Everyone felt a flash under their feet, like an earthquake. However, the ice was just smashed with ice slags and did not open. In the middle of winter, the ice was frozen three feet long and solid, and the Great Liberation could go casually if it was placed on it.

"Come again." The fat man shouted, and the four of them raised the tamp high and fell heavily. Crack, crystal cracks appeared in the circle drawn by the owner of the car, radiating to the surroundings with the tamp as the center.

"It's almost the same as smashing it again, but hold it on, don't tamp it off the ice!" With the shout of the boss of the car, the tamp fell again.

With a thud, the ice surface finally broke, but the four people who were tamping were a little unsteady and were led by the stone and pierced into the ice hole.

Fortunately, the car owner was on guard, and someone was holding him behind him, ramming him up. It was also thanks to the rising river water that could stand on it. Otherwise, no one could control his body when the shaking ice surface was shining.

"Raise it--" Looking at the ups and downs of ice, two-foot hooks, three-tip scratches, and three-tip scratches began to push up.

The ice cubes don't look big, but the thickness is there, and there is no lightweight. It often requires everyone to cooperate and lift it up bit by bit after they are all set up.

"The ice is coming out--" The wild boys cheered, and they hugged their waists and began to push the ice. There were a few snow-burning roads in front, and a slid-up road was opened, and the push behind was also light.

In this way, after all the ice was put out, a large ice hole appeared in the middle of the river. The owner of the car looked around and selected a place, asking the fat man and the others to continue smashing and tamping.

To be on the safe side, the four people who smashed the tampered ropes were used to pull them from a distance, so as not to slip into the ice hole, and the wild boys were even driven away.

The problem chosen by the boss of the car happened to be a prominent piece, and a stone fell down to solve the problem. Then, he found a good problem and kept chiseling, and there were more and more ice cubes.

"Fatty, how many ice cubes do you want?" The car owner looked at the carriage that had already piled up into an iceberg, so he asked the fat man.

The fat man was hitting hard, so he didn't care much. He looked up and said repeatedly: "It's almost done, building three rooms is enough, so let's transport it back."

"You kid is not sure. Are you thinking about what to do?" The boss of the car finally found out the problem.

The fat man wiped the sweat beads from his forehead: "Let's talk about it when you go back."

Everyone packed up their houses, then came to the front of the carriage, and started to move ice up. It seemed that there were definitely several cars to be pulled.

After putting a layer on it, the second layer began to be stacked, and the ice surface was extremely smooth and kept slipping out. When the fat man saw it, he quickly arranged to water it. The iron bucket he brought finally took effect, sprinkled water between the ice layers, and immediately became honest.

The fat man followed the first car back to the village. The two rows of wild boys in front led the way, majestic and majestic, just like sitting in a chariot and about to kill to the battlefield.

"Fat Uncle is back - remove the ice cubes at our doorstep." Qiqi led a few little eggs and waved his hands vigorously.

The wild boys stopped doing this: "Why are you leaving it at your door? Everyone got it, so everyone has to see it."

Then, the two camps began to bombard. Seeing this, the fat man shouted: "Stop, rob the ice breaker, and you can pull anyone who wants it. I won't do it anyway."

The two camps immediately stopped and gathered in front of the car to beg for it. They said it was nice and almost praised the fat man. Then the fat man smiled and said, "Hehe, there is a fast small courtyard in front of the captain's house, so let's build ice lamps there."

Qiqi was happy: It was still at our doorstep. Originally, the fat man's house and the captain's house were separated by the same path.

The wild boys were also happy: it was still the fat uncle who was just, turning the ice lamp into public property.

Only the fat man was secretly worried: What should I do?
Chapter completed!