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Three hundred and twentieth chapters practice martial arts into the devil(1/2)

The whole family loved these cute little cubs brought back from the wolf den.

Originally, the father-in-law and the mother-in-law were going back to Fenglei Town the next day, but they ended up staying an extra day. Either they took Ruirui to feed the puppies, or they took the puppies to the warm sun, and the whole family basked with them.

Play with the sun.

In the past two days, Wang Zhenzhen went to the kennel as soon as school was over to take out the puppy and play with it.

If her parents hadn't allowed her, she would have even wanted to put the puppy into her bed and sleep with the puppy.

I had such a great time playing for two days.

Chen Ling then sent the old couple home.

Ruirui is now older, and will be half a year old in a few days. After the old couple leaves, Chen Ling and Wang Susu can take turns taking care of her.

At this time, wheat was also planted, and it was truly the slack season.

Every household in the village is either playing with cotton and cotton-padded clothes, or they are basking in the warm sunshine under the sun, weaving mats, weaving baskets, tying brooms, and making some farm tools.

Farmers' daily necessities and farm tools are slowly grinded and saved day by day during the slack period.

Outside the brigade, in front of Cui Laizi's house, everyone is basking in the sun and there is no need to worry.

Chatting and gossiping about everyday things can also help you work slowly and carefully.

Often things made this way are durable enough.

Chen Ling's family has also been making farm tools these past two days.

The father-in-law and mother-in-law went home, and he had to clean the village yard every day.

Whenever the wind blows during this season, the yard will be filled with fallen leaves.

This is especially true when a farm guards an orchard.

Chicken coops, duck sheds, sheep pens, etc., are covered with thick leaves every morning.

So are the canals inside and outside the farm.

In many places, a large broom cannot be used and a bamboo rake must be used.

Chen Ling loves to do this kind of work. He mainly likes the feeling of gathering fallen leaves and lighting a fire.

I find it very enjoyable.

It’s just that the bamboo rake is not very durable.

Within two days, the old bamboo rake at home was completely scrapped.

There's nothing you can do about it, just make a new one yourself.

Bamboo rake is a good agricultural tool for collecting firewood and drying grain.

It’s also easy to make.

It's just that the process is a little more complicated.

Choose a bamboo of moderate thickness and cut off the fine branches.

Then crack the section into long strips of bamboo one finger wide, and spread these twenty or thirty thin bamboo strips like fan bones.

Then make a fire and bake the front ends of these thin bamboo slices until they are bent, like itchy hooks. After cooling, use straw ropes and wooden boards to fix the bamboo slices in place.

A bamboo rake is completed.

After making the bamboo rake, he made the wooden shovel. After making the wooden shovel, he nailed several wooden incense burners out of pine wood.

He is not a skilled craftsman and does not know how to do carpentry.

But these simple things can still be done.

"Fugui, you are very skillful with your hands. This incense burner is quite beautiful."

The afternoon sun was just right, and Chen Ling was squatting in the village courtyard painting the incense burner red when Qin Qiumei and Zhong Xiaoyun walked in pushing their bicycles.

Wang Susu followed behind with her child in her arms.

"That's right. It doesn't matter how strong our technique is. It's not like I can't do carpentry work if I'm in a hurry."

"Again, since you are so good, why don't you replace the spokes on Xiaoyun's car? Susu said, you still have spokes at home."

Seeing the proud look on his face, Qin Qiumei rolled her eyes at him and hummed.

When Wang Susu and Zhong Xiaoyun heard this, they burst into laughter.

"Haha, you exposed someone again, didn't you? I didn't fix it for you last time, so why are you still making fun of me?"

Chen Ling rolled his eyes, put the red-painted incense burner aside, stood up and stretched slowly.

The spokes on this bicycle seem to be just that, but if they really need to be replaced, most people really can't do it.

This is a very delicate job.

People who have never repaired bicycles and only repaired tires and changed chains really can't change spokes.

The spokes especially cannot be messed up. Once the spokes are messed up, they have to be reorganized. Replacing them is cumbersome, cumbersome and time-consuming.

Qin Qiumei's bicycle spokes broke last winter. Chen Ling originally thought that it was just a small matter and he could replace it himself, but it ended up cracking after being dismantled and could not be put back together.

This woman made fun of her for a while.

"Why do you two always have problems with your bikes? What happened this time?"

Chen Ling looked at Zhong Xiaoyun's bicycle. Two spokes of the rear wheel were directly broken and were now pinned to other adjacent spokes.

Zhong Xiaoyun shook her head: "I don't know either, but it must be different from what Amei did that time. She accidentally fell down because the road was not easy to walk in winter, and the spokes of the car were deformed. I was riding on the road.

It broke while I was riding on it. I had no choice but to pin it on the spokes of the car next to me and ride over with difficulty."

"Okay, why don't you pin it to the spoke next to you and ride without the chain?"

"If you don't hang it, you just keep stumbling on the iron bar below. It makes a clanging sound when you ride on it."

Zhong Xiaoyun pointed to the connecting rod on the opposite side of the chain plate, and asked Chen Ling: "Can you repair it now? If you can, repair it for me."

"If you only want to do good things, even if I know how to do it, I won't help you practice it."

"Okay, then I will bring you books for free. There are so many books, but they are all good things collected from students..."

"..."

"Well, I don't care about books or not. In fact, I just like repairing bicycles. I just want to change the spokes. It's a piece of cake."

Chen Ling patted his chest and looked like he was wrapping himself around me, which made the three women burst into laughter.

"Susu, look at him. He must have been dishonest when he was in school. He liked to read these messy books."

"What do you mean by messy books? They are extracurricular books for learning knowledge. It is useless for you to slander me. My wife knows about me, right?"

Chen Ling nudged Wang Susu's chin, and Wang Susu spat at him with her son in her arms with a slightly red face. She put her son into his arms and took Qin Qiumei into the house to talk.

Chen Ling smiled at them, then took her son to the pigeon nest and fed the pigeons.

Then I went to look through the books Zhong Xiaoyun brought, and I have to say that these students can really get good things.

There are some books that he has never heard of, but the contents are very exciting.

For example, a ventriloquist, who is said to be a ventriloquist, can talk to mountain birds and make white birds worship. It is very magical.

This sight made him fascinated.

It wasn't until Ruirui became impatient in his arms that she put the book down and hugged him out for a walk.

After winter, as long as the weather is warm, you can see lazy birds and stupid birds such as sparrows and turtle doves, picking up hay and dead branches everywhere to find a place to build a nest for the winter.

There are also sparrows who are more sneaky. Just like in previous years, they either go to the villagers' houses to seize the bird's nests left by the little swallows, or they go to the reservoir dam to seize the swallow holes left by the earth swallows.

In order to seize a warm and comfortable nest, the sparrows often fight.

It is a warm afternoon today.

Chen Ling and his son were wandering around the village. Birds were constantly chirping in the trees, and sparrows could be seen disappearing between the cracks in the walls of villagers' houses with dry grass blades in their mouths.

There are also many magpies taking advantage of the warm sunshine to land on the corn hanging to dry in the farmer's house and peck at the corn kernels.

When Chen Ling walked outside Wang Jusheng's house with her son in her arms, she happened to see a group of magpies landing. She immediately stamped her feet and shouted, which frightened the group of thieving birds into flying into the air with chirping sounds.

When Ruirui in his arms saw his father stamping his feet and shouting, the birds flew up in fright, giggled for a while, and made an indistinct "go, go" sound in his mouth, and started to move.

With short legs, he also imitated Chen Ling to catch birds.

Chen Ling couldn't laugh or cry when he saw it. He scratched the saliva that came out of his son's mouth and said angrily: "You brat, if you don't yell when I ask you to call me mom and dad, you can learn this very quickly."

As he spoke, he walked into the yard of Wang Jusheng's house and asked, "Brother Jusheng, is he home? Come out and have a look. The magpies are almost eating up all the corn in your house."

After the words fell, Wang Jusheng did not come out. Instead, he opened the door curtain with his big head, called "Uncle" in surprise, and ran over with unsteady legs in open cotton trousers.

The child still held the candy in his hand, and he pushed it hard with his little feet and handed it to Ruirui: "Uncle, give it to my brother."

"Hey, our big head is so good. You can eat it yourself. My brother can't eat sweets yet."

Chen Ling touched the little baby's head and praised him a few words, but as soon as he finished speaking, his son slapped him in the face. He actually stretched out his little hand, took the candy bar from the big head's hand, and held it tightly in his hand.

Chen Ling was furious for a while, "You are finished. My brother gives it to you, so you want it."
To be continued...
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