madman and kidnapper

Chapter 15: Crafting

After all the tossing and tossing just now, the temperature of the kidnapper's body has returned. He looked down at his feet and saw that there was no mud or anything other than black and blue from the cold. Now that the woman fell asleep, he also felt sleepy. To my death, I also followed the woman to the kang, but when I got into the bed, I didn't stabilize my body. I touched the woman with a cold hand, which directly annoyed the woman. He didn't dare to make a sound, and went back carefully again, and the room was suddenly silent.

At dawn the next day, the rooster in the house next door had already crowed three or four times. In the past, when the kidnapper was alone, he always slept until the sun was up. Every time the rooster crowed, the kidnapper would gnash his teeth while half asleep and half awake. Imagine yourself plucking chicken feathers.The kidnapper walked so long at night yesterday, he was cold and tired, which made him especially want to sleep this morning, so when the rooster crowed for the fifth time, the kidnapper got up from the blanket and ran to the yard directly The stone was thrown, and there was a sound of chickens flying and dogs jumping over, but fortunately, the people in the next room may not be at home, and it will be fine after the chickens and dogs stop barking.

Just as the kidnapper returned to the house and wanted to get back in, he was grabbed by the woman who was already sitting up, "Are you still sleeping? Get up and work!"

The village used to show small movies and so on. The kidnapper felt that the women at this time were just like the Zhou Papier in the movie, they were all landlords who squeezed the blood and sweat of the working people. Looking at his own woman, he was naturally more cowardly. The kidnapper looked at the quilt with nostalgia, then put on his coat resolutely, and stood in front of the woman, waiting for orders at any time.

"Okay, don't make it look like you're about to go to the battlefield. Eat your food first, or you won't have the strength for a while." The woman gently moved Guangzong to the edge of the kang, and asked the kidnapper to take the dining table onto the kang. Didn't come back for dinner, which saved the morning effort. The two of them finished their meal slowly, and the kidnapper began to lean to the side half-faintly again. The woman obviously felt this way, so she didn't rush to urge the kidnapper as much as before. , when the two of them had had enough rest, Guangzong, who had just slept soundly, woke up, and the woman went to feed Guangzong the rice cereal that had been warmed in the pot in the morning. Too much.

"Go, take those two buckets of varnish to the yard," the woman said, and entered the house by herself. Going, thinking that it should be brushing something, I moved the Maza and put it in the yard by the way.

After a while, the woman came out with a bag of things and gently put it on the ground, but it was the Ganoderma lucidum that the kidnapper went to dig on the mountain last time, but it seemed that the quantity was a little too much.

"It seems that there weren't so many before." Kidnap clicked again to confirm that there were indeed more than 30 plants. It seemed that the last time he picked was only a dozen or so.

"Well, the rest are from others. I think people in your village like to use it to make wine, so I bought a few bottles of wine to exchange. They don't take this thing as a good thing, Mrs. Guangwang He gave me eight of them."

When the kidnapper heard that the woman was trading wine, he became anxious at the time, and began to complain, "What kind of crap is this? It is made of wine itself. Is it worth the money? You..."

"Then I'll let you see how many cases of wine you can exchange for these crap." The woman didn't bother to listen to the kidnapper's rambling, so she directly interrupted the other party's questioning, and Fu'er went back to the house to get those wooden stakes and tree roots.

"A few, a few boxes..." The kidnapper was taken aback by the woman's words, and murmured that he was hallucinating.

"What are you doing standing there?! Come in and help?!" The sack of tree roots that the kidnapper got last time was quite heavy. The woman tried a few times but couldn't drag it out. Immediately, he became irritable and angry, and then turned his anger towards the kidnapper.

The abductee suffered this for no reason, and did not dare to make a sound. Maybe it was because the "several boxes" the woman said just now were too tempting. The abductee suddenly felt full of strength, entered the room in two or three steps, and dragged the things out. It was over. He sat back on the stool obediently, with an eager look on his face.

The woman went into the house and picked up two cotton-padded clothes, followed by another mat, went to the yard and sat opposite the kidnapper, and threw one of the cotton-padded clothes to the kidnapper.

"Daughter-in-law, what are we going to do?" The kidnapper took a piece of wood and a pair of scissors from the woman, not knowing what he was going to do.

"Cut off all the protruding wood thorns on the roots, not beards, and cut them to the extent that the wood is not sticky." The woman said concisely, and she picked up a piece to demonstrate. The kidnapper followed the woman's movements and trimmed it carefully, for fear of Shaving the wrong beard off is like a woman would beat herself up.

There were too many roots and stakes in that sack. Fortunately, the sun was shining today, and the two of them sat in the yard for a long time without getting too cold, but it was inevitable that their hands would be cold.

After rough handling of the wooden posts, the woman took out two files from the house, and handed one to the kidnapper, "I borrowed it from the carpenter's house, so don't break it."

It's not the first time for Kidnap to use this kind of thing. He used to do woodwork when his father was around. I think there are similar things at home, but they are just piled up in some corner. "We also have things like this. I'll find it for you when I get back." Kidnap made a pose, looking decent.

The woman didn't say a word, she seemed very anxious to make things normal, and directly ignored the kidnapper's "pose".

"Dig holes for these wooden roots and stakes and use them to make flower pots. Do you know about flower pots? If you don't know, don't move. Watch me make one and then follow suit."

The woman's ignorance and distrust between words hurt the kidnapper very much, but it was obvious that the woman was really anxious, so the kidnapper didn't say anything, but just watched the woman's movements wholeheartedly.The woman was obviously very dexterous, and her hands, which seemed incompatible with such crude tools, manipulated them dexterously, and cut a hole of a suitable size on the long wooden stake in a short while.

"The bottom of the hole doesn't need to be too flat, but the edges must be smoothed." The woman put the finished product on the ground and turned to look at the kidnapper, as if asking "Can you do it?"

The kidnapper couldn't stand the excitement, and when he caught the woman's eyes, he immediately picked up the file and started working. While digging holes, he looked at the woman provocatively.

Facts have proved that kidnappers are quite strong, and they can button holes very quickly, but it seems that they are not good at fine work, the edges are rough, and some are sharp.The kidnapper couldn't handle it well, and was sweating profusely in anxiety. In the end, he had no choice but to raise his head and ask the woman for help.

The woman saw that the kidnapper was not made for this kind of thing, so she no longer made it difficult for him. She took it over and handled the details carefully, and moved her chin to signal the kidnapper to continue.

Working together like this, the two worked very quickly, and within an hour all the thick tree roots were dealt with. At this time, the kidnapper thought that he probably knew what women wanted varnish for.

"This thing is used to brush these wooden posts." Kidnap thought he was very smart and affirmed his words, and the woman nodded and smiled, "Well, it seems that you are not that stupid yet."

"..." What kind of degree is that?

The painting process was very fast. The two painted the "wooden flower pots" from the inside to the outside, and then lined them up in a cool place in the corner.

"Okay, let's take advantage of this time to go up the mountain." The woman stretched her waist, feeling that things were going well.

"What are you doing up the mountain?" Kidnap, a lazy man, hadn't worked so hard on something for a long time. He just wanted to go back and lie down for a while, when the woman's words interrupted his delusion.

"Dig some soil," the woman went to the wing room to see if there was any handy tool, and when she turned her head inadvertently, she saw the displeasure on the kidnapper's face. The kidnapper's daily life is also very simple, except for what the woman asked him to do. It's nothing more than eating, sleeping, and eating, so his thoughts are easy to understand.

"Don't think about falling asleep all day long. When you lie in the coffin someday, are you afraid that you won't be able to fall asleep?"

"Hey, why did you say that, bah bah bah." The kidnapper spat a few times, and then sent a few times to the sky with his palms together, "Don't listen, don't listen, the strong wind blows away."

"Have you finished praying? Go or not? If you don't go, I will go by myself!" The woman picked up the sack and the hoe and saw the kidnapper praying there endlessly, and impatiently poked the ground with the hoe.

"Let's go, let's go, I dare to sleep after you say that." The kidnapper angrily went over to pick up the thing in the woman's hand, and followed the woman up the mountain in a dizzy manner.

The weather was good, and the snow along the way had almost melted, but once we got to the mountains, the piles of snow were still covered evenly, and there were not even any footprints.

"Tsk, it hasn't melted." The woman stepped on the ground a few times with her feet, and found that the usually loose sandy soil had been frozen hard at this moment.

"What's the matter? Let's go back and wait for the soil to melt before coming up again?" The kidnapper yawned while carrying a hoe behind him, and before he finished speaking, he ate the woman's big eyes.

"Then we have to wait until the year of the monkey? What are you going to do when you go back? Continue to sleep on your coffin board?" The woman didn't look at the kidnapper again, but just looked around, letting the kidnapper continue to "bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah."

"Is there any piece of land on the mountain that can be illuminated by the sun, or is there any piece of land that has been cut down?" the woman asked the kidnapper.

The kidnapper thought carefully after hearing the words, "It's impossible to cut them all. I heard from the old village head that it's illegal to cut down trees now. It doesn't matter if you steal a few trees and burn them back. You can see it on the satellite above your head, who would dare to cut it?"

"Yeah" the woman nodded, thinking about it, now the countryside is closing the mountains for forestation, and the hills are all lush and green. I think it doesn't get much sunshine like this, and I was thinking about it, so I heard the kidnapper's voice over there strange call.

"Yes, last year during the Qingming Festival, someone came up to burn paper. I heard that a piece of paper was burned over there. It was quite a big deal. Why did I forget it?" Kidnap excitedly pointed his finger in the direction, then He is so proud that people who don't know will think he burned it when they see it.

"Let's go, I'll take you there, that piece is still on the south slope, the snow must have melted." The kidnapper ran to the front of the woman in two or three steps, leading the way forward.

Sure enough, when we arrived at the top of the hill, we stood on it and looked towards the south slope. A small open space was so abruptly pressed in the dense black pine forest. The plots under the shadows are still covered with snow.

The woman knelt down to push aside the pile of dead grass and poked the ground with her fingers, and found that the soil was still soft, "Although I said that the tree was burned to the ground, the soil has become more fertile." The woman said to herself language.

Kidnap heard it too, just now he showed the woman a way, now his waist seemed to stand up straight, and he also squatted down beside the woman, "Well, it's all burnt to ashes, it's cheaper to fall on the ground. It grows fluffy grass as soon as you blow it."

As he spoke, he picked up the grass on the ground as if to help those trees vent their anger.

The woman didn't bother to pay attention to his childish behavior, she stretched her waist, stood up, and even stretched her legs and kicked the kidnapper: "Get up, work!"

The two dug up a small piece of grass on the ground to the side, exposing the semi-wet brown soil underneath. The kidnapper took a hoe to loosen the soil, and the woman took a poke and stuffed it into a sack.

"Bad, almost." Kidnap saw that the bag was half full, and felt that there were a lot more flower pots.

"Add more decorations, come around, the soil is good, and I can grow some flowers at home later." The woman still felt that it was not enough, and kept urging the kidnapper to put it in.

"If you want, I'll just come and get some next time. I'm afraid I won't be able to carry the whole sack if I really want to." When the kidnapper heard that it was enough to fill the flower pot, he immediately put down the picker and didn't want to do it, and the hoe was also tilted to one side. Hardly stopped the woman.

"Okay, you can do it yourself next time." The woman tugged at the bag, feeling that the weight was indeed heavy, so she rested her mind to pack a little more, tied up the mouth of the bag, and took the tool from the kidnapper's hand Let him carry the dirt on his back, and the two slowly descended the mountain.

When he got home, the kidnapper was already out of breath from exhaustion, so he threw the sack away, found a horse tie and leaned against the wall to pant.

"Is there anything else?" The kidnapper looked like he was about to faint, thinking that if the woman said that he still had to work, he might just faint and be clean.

"It's gone." Unexpectedly, the woman waved her hand bluntly, "You are also very tired, go back and catch up on sleep. Let's wait for a while to sleep and eat dinner together. Lunch just happens to be skipped."

Kidnap was exhausted enough, he thought that he really didn't have the heart to eat, so it would be better to just go back and sleep unconscious, so he agreed to the woman's suggestion, went back and leaned on the kang, and fell silent as soon as he closed his eyes.

What the woman saw when she came in was Guangzong sitting on the kidnapper's chest. Guangzong had thin skin and tender flesh, and his arms were as fat as lotus root joints. Sitting on the kidnapper with such a weight was really heavy, and the kidnapper was crushed by him. I couldn't breathe, but I couldn't wake up for a while, and I was humming with my eyes closed.

"You bastard, we crushed him to death but no one will help us." The woman hugged Guangzong over funny, pinching his round face and his fleshy arms. The woman touched Guangzong's diaper, but it was still dry .

"I haven't peed all morning, and I don't feel too tight." The woman tore off Guangzong's diaper, and squatted down by the chamber pot with her two short legs.

"Shhhhhhh..." The woman gently urged Guangzong to urinate, and after a while, he heard Guangzong let out an "ah", and danced comfortably after urinating.

"Little beggar." The woman sighed, her expression suddenly became gloomy, and she didn't know what she thought of.

(End of this chapter)