Go back to the valley to farm

Chapter 543 Survived

Chapter 540 Survived
A few customers bought a few things and went there happily. Aunt Liangzi came back and said, "Piwa is teasing you! The godmother has a good saying, children and grandchildren have their own blessings, and I only want them It’s good to be able to grow up happily.”

Li Junge smiled and said: "Did you hear that? Auntie is more transparent than you. You, don't tire Auntie. There are really not as many girls in Lijiagou. Hiring a waiter or something, according to your current income level It's not that I can't afford it."

Uncle Bamboo Carpenter said: "That's what I told your aunt. Your aunt is not willing. Now I will go to Pan'ao Township for a while in the morning, and I will come back to accompany her at this point."

Li Junge said: "Just being with you is not a problem. Aunt Liangzi has to have more contacts in Lijiagou. In this way, I will ask Ayin to inform the village that Aunt Liangzi will help the village set up a flower art class or a tea ceremony class. It is estimated that the visitor center Those little girls will definitely like it, and this kind of craftsmanship can be used when the homestay comes out."

Uncle Bamboo Carpenter looked at Aunt Liangzi's delighted expression, and said, "That's fine, but don't have too many people, just six or seven. It's not bad to play on the Jiangjing balcony at night."

Li Junge stood up and said, "That's all right. I'll go and see Uncle Shitou's place across the street. Has this little stone been released?"

Uncle Bamboo Carpenter laughed loudly: "Hurry up and go! Your Uncle Shitou is very proud, I guess it will only be in these few days."

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When I came to the opposite side, no one else saw me, but I saw Aunt Shitou drying mushrooms, winter bamboo shoots, dried beans and black beans.

Li Junge walked over secretly, reached out and grabbed a small piece of dried fermented soybeans and put it in his mouth: "It's a bit salty."

Aunt Shitou was startled when she said "Yeah", and when she turned around and saw him, she took the dried cowpea in her hand and patted it on the head: "I want to steal the soy bean cake! You won't die of salt!"

Li Junge laughed, took the dried cowpea from Aunt Shitou, and spread it out on the dustpan: "Aunt Shitou, it's still an old habit!"

Aunt Shitou smiled and said, "You still have the nerve to talk about me, Aunt Shitou doesn't even want to talk about you for the things you posted on the island!"

Li Junge said: "How dare you compare these things with your women, make a gesture to fool the foreigners, and if you trick the motorcycle into your hands, it's over!"

Aunt Shitou also laughed and said, "Don't talk about you grinding those stone arrows later, your uncle said that his blood pressure was high!"

Li Junge has always been shameless: "Oh! I really brought that thing back, and I said that someday I would bring it here for my uncle to appreciate!"

At this time, Uncle Shishi came out: "Appreciate the fart! You have the nerve to name those craps of yours!"

Li Junge was seriously dissatisfied, and said plausibly: "I think I did a good job! Didn't I kill all the wild boars?"

Uncle Shitou laughed angrily: "The nature of the stone is not right! That thing is on the island. There is no grinding needle, so it has to be peeled! Using its cracking characteristics, you can also make flowers! What do you call a hand grinder?" ?!"

Li Junge rolled his eyes: "Eat a lamp grass, that's easy to say! I haven't seen you do a few!"

Uncle Shitou turned around and went into the house, and came out with a few more things in his hand: "Take it to play!"

Li Junge took it and looked at it, and immediately smiled: "Good craftsmanship!"

Things that are also flint, Uncle Shitou picks translucent agate-like igneous rocks, and peels them into vivid small fish. The thin parts on the edges are fins and tails, and the middle is raised. The most important thing is the body of the fish. The texture produced during the peeling process naturally forms the texture of small fish scales and fins. When the sun shines, red, green, yellow, pink, purple... from the translucent center to the edge It's fully transparent and very beautiful.

Uncle Shitou said: "Did you see that? If Huo Shi wants to do this, it will only take one afternoon, and it will take two days? Be careful, the edge is very sharp. Go back and soak it in a small porcelain bowl. It’s just a few gadgets to watch and play with.”

Li Junge found a piece of paper and wrapped Xiaoyu up: "Give this to Ayin, she will definitely like it! Uncle Shitou loves me, and there will be a gift when I come back."

Aunt Shitou placed fruit snacks and a pot of tea beside the small stone table in the vegetable garden, and the three of them sat down to talk.

Uncle Shitou said: "It's been so long, our bill should be settled..."

Li Junge quickly waved his hand again: "Why is it the same as the opposite door? I just came back, so let's wait for two days, there are many things to do!"

Uncle Shitou smiled and said, "This is not my share. It feels hot when I squeeze it. By the way, Piwa, someone from the county said that they want my stone sculptures to be exhibited together. Do you think it's okay?"

Li Junge said nervously: "What exhibition? This thing is the treasure of my Lijiagou town and village, and they can't just take it away!"

Uncle Shitou was full of confidence: "The craftsmanship has been restored, and it is not difficult to make another set! But according to the meaning of the county, it is to let me and Xiaoshitou's things be sent to evaluate the award, saying that it is the province's account Yes, I have been here a few times, I just said that this thing was researched with you, and I have to wait for you to come back to make up your mind."

Li Junge was overjoyed: "Tiangong Award? So awesome?"

Uncle Shitou said: "I don't know if it's good or not. Anyway, I re-made the door tower drum. It's worth it in this life. Everything else is nothing... You said that the two of you went to participate in the awards together. Why do I feel a bit awkward?" Are you awkward?"

Li Junge waved his hand: "Don't take it seriously! At that time, Su Xun only studied with his son in his twenties, and later took the college entrance examination with their two sons! This is a good story! It's not a joke! Who is Uncle Shitou so discerning? Look Hit your stone horn and stone drum?"

Uncle Shitou said: "Old Gu from the Cultural Bureau is also an old friend. He said that brother Kunwu called the province and strongly urged us to participate in the evaluation together."

Li Junge slapped his thigh: "What's wrong with what Mr. Li said! Hey, the little stone thing is made? Hurry up and take me to see it!"

He got up and was about to drill into the house, but Uncle Shitou grabbed it quickly: "Don't make trouble! He's working on a grinder these days. This thing is fine, so don't disturb him!"

Pulling Li Junge to sit down, Uncle Shitou continued: "The two things I made are not small, and how to transport them is still a problem."

Li Junge said: "Don't worry about it. When Mr. Li pulled the stone back from me, it was just a matter of one sentence. The stone is not bigger than these two stone carvings? But the name needs to be carefully considered."

Uncle Shitou smiled and said: "This is not my business, you should think about it slowly!"

Li Junge laughed loudly: "It's just like you peeling small fish. It's a matter of minutes for me. Do you think this name is appropriate--Shigu takes the scenery of the cliff hanging in the Miao Village, Shigu The name is taken from the scene of Lijiagou on the Wuxi River. One occupies the mountains and the other occupies the water. The two ethnic groups on the stone carvings have lived together for generations. Although there are differences, they are both members of the big ethnic family. The stones all come from the same mountain and have been washed in the same stream for thousands of years. The carved works have both Han and Miao styles. So how about calling this work "Same Roots of Mountains and Rivers"? "

Uncle Shitou laughed loudly: "You puppet! You can be corrected! Anyway, I can't come up with a better name than this, so that's it!"

Before he could finish speaking, he heard a young voice behind him laughing loudly: "Good name! Erpi quickly give me one too!"

Li Junge turned around and saw that it was the little stone.

I saw that his hands were covered with stone pulp, as was the top of his sleeves and apron, his hair was messed up, his eyes were bloodshot, but his eyes were frighteningly clear.

Li Junge quickly took the teacup, added some spiritual spring water secretly, handed it to him and said, "Have you not slept for a few days? Go and rest now."

Xiao Shitou took it and drank it down, and said with a smile: "Don't worry about it for a while."

After speaking, he walked up to Old Shitou and said respectfully, "Dad, I'm out of work."

Old Shitou was also a little excited, took his hand, then turned around and pulled Li Junge: "Let's go and have a look together."

A few people entered the small stone room together, and saw that the room was extremely dirty, the table was covered with stone dust and slurry, and the air was filled with the smell of sweat.

Aunt Shitou quickly opened the window: "You said what would happen if you let the two of you live alone! Baida's kennel is cleaner than your house!"

But the men didn't answer, but stared at a stone sculpture on the table in a daze.

This stone carving is made of a broken Xiangfei bamboo growing on the jagged rock. Although the bamboo is broken, the bamboo whip at the bottom of the broken bamboo is still stubbornly grabbing the strange rock.

The strange rock follows the natural texture of the Qingming stone, and carves out the edges and corners according to the texture method of traditional Chinese painting. The stone eyes of the Qingming stone cleverly become the spots at the bottom of the Xiangfei bamboo trunk.

A few bamboo leaves grow tenaciously from the bamboo trunk, and a drop of dew hangs from the tip of one of the leaves.

Under the dew, there is a new young bamboo shoot, and some dewdrops have long been hanging on the top of the bamboo shoot shell.

The whole stone carving is lifelike, giving people a kind of intention that life is trying to make public.

But these are not the point.

All eyes were on the bamboo trunk.

There is a cicada attached there, a completely realistic cicada, trying to break free from its shell.

It has already escaped most of its shell, but it seems to have exhausted all its life force.

Of the six legs, four are grasping on the bamboo stem, two are kicking on the cicada slough, and its head is lowered against the bamboo stem, which makes people feel that it is accumulating its last strength.

One side of the cicada's wing has been fully unfolded. The wing is very thin and almost transparent, and the veins on it are clearly visible.

The wings on the other side, due to the late hatching, have not fully opened, and are still wrinkled.

It only takes one stroke, one last stroke, and it can break free and regain its new life.

Sunshine came in from Aunt Stone's open window and shone on the stone sculpture.

The atmosphere of dense fog and water vapor created by the stone carvings seems to be dispelled by the sunlight.

Everyone knew that the cicada had won the first hard fight of its life.

It, alive.

Li Junge's eyes couldn't help getting wet: "The dew is heavy and it's hard to fly, and the wind is loud and easy to sink. Uncle Shitou, little Shitou, this is how your family and your ancestors lived in Pan'ao Township before. No matter how difficult life is, no matter how fate is. How to play tricks, your persistence and struggle have never stopped. Today, you are finally reborn, and you can be proud of your life from now on..."

Old Shitou kept wiping his eyes with both hands, but still couldn't resist the tears streaming down: "Pi Wa, you bastard, if you say it so provocatively, I'll cry because of you!"

Little Shitou also picked up the apron to wipe his eyes, but when he saw that it was full of stone slurry, he had no choice but to put it down and let the tears wash his face.

(End of this chapter)