"Be careful on the road, don't play around, take the dates home quickly and hand them over to your mother. Have you heard of it?"

Xu put a bag of dates for each child, which looked like two or three gourds. Everyone didn't say much, but these children were divided into about a hundred kilograms of dates.

After one afternoon, there were almost no dates under the entire jujube tree. Even if there were some, there were some scattered soldiers left. If the upper jujube could still be so dense, then the final jujube yield would be far higher than the estimated few hundred kilograms.

"I know!"

Wen Xu knew that there were not many of these naughty kids. He originally wanted to emphasize again. Seeing these naughty kids, he would just forget it if he thought about it.

Wen Xu waved at the little head of a yard, and the little things immediately scattered around.

Turning his head, Wen Xu saw Gu Fen, Qian Pan and Xu Yinan, and the girl Shengnan, and the few of them were still standing in their own yard. He couldn't help but say, "What are you waiting for? The dates are divided, can't you still keeping you for dinner?"

"It's nothing, boss, we're leaving." When Gu Fen heard this, he immediately waved to the three people behind him, held a bag of dates in his hand, and then smiled at Hang Chen: "Sister, we're leaving!"

"Clothes, how about clothes?" Hang Chen saw a few brainless turn and about to leave, and immediately reminded him that the clothes that the few people had assigned this morning were still in his room.

Hearing the word "clothing", the children immediately remembered and followed Hang Chen to the house to get the clothes.

"This kid!" Hang Xiangdong looked at his daughter and suddenly breathed a sigh of relief. Then, as if he had found some reason, he opened his mouth and said, "It wasn't like this when I was at home before, why did it become like this when I came out? It's a little too naughty!"

"Uncle, are you talking about Wenjia Village taking my cousin wrong? I told you that our Wenjia Village will not take the blame. This is the result of your constant indulgence!" Wen Xu said with a smile and joked with his uncle.

"This is a big place, she is crazy. She used to be locked in such a small pigeon cage and wanted to be crazy, but who would have reproached her crazy!" Hang Xiangdong smiled and began to sigh again: "It is said that this generation of children are happier than us. Sometimes I think that these children are happier than us materially than us. If we really want to say that they are mentally not as good as us. At that time, we jumped up and down all day long with our friends. These children are just such a big place at home. The amusement park in the community is so big." Hang Xiangdong said as he reached out and gestured.

Just then, Li Yumei walked out and heard Hang Xiangdong say this, and couldn't help but say to him again: "You have nothing to do, why do you mention this!"

"No, no! Then I'll ask what assembly we'll eat tonight?" Hang Xiangdong looked at Li Yumei and said with a smile.

"Boiled beans, tomatoes and eggs,... are all home-cooked dishes"

I said a few dishes in a row, which were all home-cooked dishes that Li Yumei had. Wen Xu is slowly getting used to her aunt's skills, and she is gradually getting familiar with salt and other things. Perhaps like women of her aunt's generation, the kitchen is her reservation for them. She is used to her efforts like this, so when she arrived at Wen Xu's home, she naturally asked to take charge of the kitchen. Wen Xu's politeness several times followed her heart.

"Do you want me to help?" Wen Xu rolled up his sleeves and said to his aunt.

After hearing this, Li Yumei shook her head and said, "No need for you, your nephew and uncle are waiting for dinner. I'm ready here. You have been cooking dates for several hours. Do you want to take a shower first? I'll ask you to have a meal later!"

After hearing this, Hang Xiangdong nodded and said, "I want to wash it, and my body is almost filled with oil and sweat."

"I won't wash it anymore, go to my workshop and work hard!" Wen Xu smiled and reached out and pointed to the direction of the workshop, then took a step forward and continued to be Zhao Defang's child's small wooden bed.

Hearing that Wenxu was going to the workshop, Hang Xiangdong immediately said, "Then I'll go with you, it's better to have a fight!"

So the family did their own things. Li Yumei went into the house to cook, while Wen Xu and Hang Xiangdong's nephew and uncle went into the workroom in the backyard to start tinkering with the wooden bed.

Originally, Wen Xu asked his uncle to come over to help, like handing over something, but who knew that the old man turned his back on the spot after a while after coming in.

"You are a little too stupid. You are just a square wood. Can you use a plane machine to plan? It's fine to use a plane machine, but you can't even plan straight! Also, I told you that the machine is fast but less sensual!" Hang Xiangdong reached out and took the main square wood of the bed from Wen Xu's hand. While holding his eyes, he turned the wood with both hands.

"The wood is not straight! It's a bit curved. If this thing is made into a bed, it will inevitably shake a little. And for a long time, if it is often lying on it, I think the bed will last at most five or six years!" Hang Xiangdong said.

"Uncle, my wood is very good! Do you really understand it or do you understand it? Isn't it fooling me?" Wen Xu looked at his uncle's appearance and didn't believe it. He is a professor who teaches in college and teaches basic subjects, and he knows carpentry?

Hang Xiangdong glanced at Wen Xu: "It's because the materials are good that I have only been talking about for five or six years, or at most two years! Do you know what I learned from your uncle since childhood? It's just that I learned this thing. If your uncle was here, I might not be able to go to college. I might take me to the city to pick up things on the construction site as soon as I graduated from junior high school."

"Is my grandfather a carpenter?" Wen Xu asked in surprise. Hang Xiangdong's father is not Wen Xu's grandfather. Wen Xu only knows that the two are cousins. As for what they do, Wen Xu doesn't know.

"How fresh, not only your grandfather is a carpenter, but also your grandfather is a carpenter. Not to mention the skills, it is much better than those who do carpenters on the street," Hang Xiangdong said proudly.

Although Wen Xu didn't believe it after hearing what his uncle said.

If the carpentry work of grandfather and brothers was so good, how could the old people in the town not mention it? These old men like to compare with each other with nothing to do. It is impossible not to mention their names. No one mentioned it now. Wen Xu had no memory since he was a child. That only shows one thing, the two old people's skills are average.

As a junior, Hang Xiangdong naturally has to raise his own family and step on other families when talking about elders. This is also a normal phenomenon. Who would praise other people's ancestors and trample on their ancestors? This is called "Honored"!

"This is the first time I have heard of it," Wen Xu nodded and said.

"You were a little older then, and you didn't even have the chance to wear open-crotch pants. I remember that my uncle liked the most at that time, and every time he grabbed you, he would be silly at him!"

"Uh!" Wen Xu suddenly felt that it was so embarrassing to mention this matter at this time!

Fortunately, Hang Xiangdong just raised it casually, then raised his hand and said to Wen Xu: "Where is there a wooden plank, it's just the kind of old plank that needs a long head."

"Yes!" Although Wen Xu doesn't know how to use it, he still has what he should have. This is the benefit of being rich. Don't be able to use it or not. Buy it first and put it at home to set it up. It's the same as a boss who doesn't know a lot about big words. Buy a set of Siku Quanshu and put it on his desk. It feels the same as a cultural person!

He took a trot and handed the long-headed plane to his uncle from the toolbox.

Hang Xiangdong took the plane and took it in his hand and played with it for a few times. Then he pulled out the planer clipped into the plane and wiped it with his fingers on the blade. Of course, the old man was not stupid enough to hold the blade, but just rubbed it with his hands on the blade, and he looked quite eye-catching.

"Not bad!" After Hang Xiangdong replied, he stacked the wooden strips of the pressing knife and the tool together, stuffed them into the groove. When he stuffed them in, he turned over the bottom of the plane and closed his eyes. While aiming at the size of the blade exposed by the plane, he carefully knocked it with a piece of hardwood, carefully controlling the length of the blade exposed by the bottom of the plane.

"Do you know what this is doing?" Hang Xiangdong asked Wen Xu while putting on the plane.

This is a bit like teaching and solving doubts.

Even if you haven't used a plane, Wen Xu understood that this is adjusting the thickness of the plane's shavings, so he said: "You are adjusting the depth of the planer's bottom. If it is too shallow, it will be used more times. If it is too deep, it will be extremely difficult to dig it!"

"No, I didn't read the book in vain!" Hang Shangdong smiled and said to Wen Xu, then stroked his sleeves, and finally felt that the clothes on this side were not good, so he simply took them off and threw them on the pile of wood next to him.

"Look at it!" Hang Xiangdong spitted in his palms, put the wood on the planer, then held the two handles of the planer with both hands and pushed it hard.

Clang!

Hang Xiangdong, who was originally going to show off, pushed down the planer's planer rack, and his body rushed forward. Fortunately, Wen Xu's hands and feet were fast enough, so he picked him up and hugged him in the waist. Otherwise, Hang Xiangdongfei would have to fall a dog and eat shit.

"Uncle, are you okay?"

Wen Xu held back his laughter and helped his uncle stand up.

"Oh, I haven't done it for decades, and my skills are a little unfamiliar! But don't worry, I'll try it twice more!" Hang Xiangdong now had an old face blushing like a red cloth, and he felt too embarrassed.

But the old man is also shameless. Now that he has such a big ugly thing, he must find the situation back.

Wen Xu knew that it was hard to persuade him when he saw his uncle's expression. If he persuaded him again, he really hurt the old man's self-esteem, so he said, "Then be careful?"

While speaking, he helped my uncle raise the planer and then put the material back on the planer.

Hang Xiangdong put away his graceful thoughts and corrected his attitude, the plane finally pulled out the first roll of shavings. Although the planing process was a bit less beautiful, it was finally much better than the first time.

"Okay, okay, okay!" Wen Xu looked at it and didn't let the old man continue to do this. If he finished doing this, he might be able to break his uncle's waist! So while cheering, he wanted to take the plane in his hand, prepare the wood to make the old man "guid" him next to him.

Who knew that Hang Xiangdong digs out the feeling directly and pushes Wen Xu away: "While going, I just found a little feeling here!"

My uncle ignored Wen Xu at all and continued to dig up on his own. After about ten strokes, his skills seemed to be saved. Only a gentle brushing sound could be heard. This was the sound of a blade shoveling a layer of shavings from the surface of the material. It was very nice. With Hang Xiangdong's increasingly relaxed expression, he soon had the stance of an old craftsman.

"Did you see it? It's the correct way to use the plane like this!" After a while, Hang Xiangdong stopped proudly and handed the planed wood square on his hand to Wen Xu's hand.

Wen Xu looked at Mu Fang in his hand, nodded and praised: "Okay, uncle, you can do it!"

But I said in my heart: You feel this way. I have dialed the recipe for the main leg of my bed into less than two-thirds of the original one. It is really straight, but it is two circles!
Chapter completed!