Yo, grandpa is here

Chapter 109 The Little Boy Selling Shit Stirring Sticks

Qingqing's brief speech injected energy into the villagers.

The villagers continued their autumn harvest, and Buli and Qingqing returned home, busy with their own work.

Qingqing draws blueprints, she needs to make lipstick tubes, first draw the shape, and then sculpt anything on it later.

This thing is not difficult for her. If she simply makes a lipstick tube, she can tinker with it in a while.

But Qingqing didn't want to be so casual.

After drawing for a while, I felt a smell around me. Looking back, Wuli was holding a sliced ​​pig intestine, put it on a stick, and looked sideways at her drawing.

After a few glances, I realized something was wrong.

"You want to make a one-off?" He saw that there were several buckles in the tube body she drew, which was not needed in the first place.

"How do you know?" Qingqing asked.

"I used a gas mask made by Xiaobenzi before. I wanted to take it apart to see the structure inside, but I couldn't put it back in after I opened it. The inside is a structure similar to what you made."

Buli Bi compared her drawings, which are designed to prevent piracy.

"You are a farmer, why buy a gas mask?"

Buli held up the large intestine in his hand, it was a coincidence that he bought the gas mask at that time to deal with it.

"Likes like blood and large intestines. You can collect leeches by putting the large intestines on a stick, or pouring blood on the straw and sinking into the water. I catch leeches and feed them to the birds."

"Leeches don't cost money, and a gas mask can ruin a few hundred. Your bird food is quite a luxury."

Qingqing pursed her lips, confirming once again that this guy is playing tricks.

"Stay far away, it's too pungent." She explained while improving the drawing, "The soldiers sent the things to the magistrate's wife, and the lady used the novelty. When she finished using it, if she still wanted the same thing, she had to buy it again." Come to us, when the time comes, no matter whether we want to do such a business or shirk the person who made this is no longer there, the initiative will be in our hands.”

It is absolutely impossible for others to copy it, and no one can surpass her.

It's not difficult to make a lipstick tube, but the hard part is how to make it impossible for others to put it back on after dismantling it, and I can't figure out what the principle is. Commodities become irreplaceable and cannot be copied.

Qingqing continued to fight against the drawings, and Buli filled the straw with sticks, and went out with the sticks on her shoulders.

"Grandpa Zu, what are you—?" Er Mao brushed past him, and took a step back, stimulated by the choking smell on his body.

Looking at the appearance, I thought Grandpa Zu was going out to sell candied haws.

But when someone sells candied haws, the straws are filled with red, sour and sweet candied haws. Why does Grandpa Zu look like they are full of shit sticks?

"Did you pick up shit with your bare hands? Hey!"

Buli pulled out a "shit stirring stick" and threw it at him, Ermao narrowly dodged, good guy, what is that flying unknown liquid!
Qingqing looked up and burst out laughing.

Under the calm appearance, there is also a heart that loves to play.

"Grandma Zu, why did Grandpa Zu go?"

"Well, he -- he went to fight for a better tomorrow."

Ermao understands the word "." alone, but they don't know what to say when they are combined together.

Ermao finished all the work in his family's field, and wanted to come over to see if there was anyone who could help, but his grandpa was carrying a pile of shit sticks, and his whereabouts were unknown, and his grandma was drawing ghosts and talismans, and she didn't speak human words
"Did Dafa go to Haojia Village to rescue soldiers?"

"Ah."

Ermao was silent, a little depressed.

In fact, Ermao also wanted to go, and he was always a little awkward.

Why did Grandma Zu think of Dafa first instead of him?
"I'm curious why, aren't you?" Qingqing hooked her hands, motioning for Ermao to come over.

Ermao foolishly leaned over, Qingqing picked up a pen, and wrote a big "Ren" on his forehead.

Ermao's eyes looked up, and they almost saw each other, but they didn't dare to move.

"Heaven will send a great mission to human beings. You must first work hard on your heart and mind, and work your muscles and bones, understand?"

Er Mao shook his head aggrievedly, don't understand, what do you mean?
Eat the loss of no culture.

"If you don't understand, just remember it. When you're done working this long, you'll have a chance to learn. What should you do now? Go and help out when you're done with your homework."

"But--"

"Shhh, remember, you guys haven't started your apprenticeship yet. As an apprentice, you only need to bring eyes and ears, not a mouth."

Qingqing waved her hand, signaling him to go out.

After Er Mao left, she shook her head and said to herself.

"Silly boy, I deliberately sent Dafa away. You didn't seize the opportunity to perform well, but instead you ran away from me."

After speaking, Qingqing was happy again.

If Er Mao hadn't been so straightforward, she might not have appreciated him so much.

The dejected Er Mao returned to the field, shook his head to see him listless, and leaned over to ask him.

"What's wrong?"

"Shake, does Grandma Zu think I'm too talkative? She told me to do things with my eyes and ears instead of my mouth."

"I think grandma Zu said that because she valued you, why didn't she say that to Sigou?"

Yu Fuyao looked in Yu Cai's direction, Yu Cai and his mother were loafing in the field, like a mother like a son, he learned all his mother's bad habits.

The children felt that Yu Cai was not worthy of the name given by the clan's grandfather, and they all called him Sigou in private.

"Do you really think so?"

"I often follow the grandma of the clan. The grandma of the clan hardly speaks to people who hate it. It is your blessing that she is willing to call you. You have to listen carefully."

"Okay!" Er Mao nodded vigorously, was comforted by Shake, and regained his energy.

Yu Fa went back and forth between the two villages, tossing and tossing for almost an hour before returning.

Qingqing has finished drawing the blueprint, and Buli has also finished putting away his "big intestine stick" and came back.

".That's how it happened. Nizi's father promised to help us in the evening."

Yu Fa told what happened, but there was still a little worry on his face, he hesitated to speak.

"Grandma Zu, are the people in Haojia Village really reliable? I just inquired, and Haojia Village is also in chaos."

After Haojia Village was robbed by bandits, his vitality was severely injured.

The three Hao brothers went up the mountain with the bandits, and they fell into bandits.

The original village chief wanted to take everyone to flee the famine for a while, but Nizi's father, Boss Hao, firmly opposed it.

The two sides have been fighting for the past few days, and there are constant conflicts in the village.

Yu Fa went to rescue the soldiers at this time, somewhat uncertain in his heart.

"Nizi is here with us, and she has been recovering well. When her father comes tonight, it's time for their father and daughter to meet." Qingqing's words answered Yu Fa sideways.

She firmly believed that Boss Hao would definitely bring someone over.

Although I won't bring a lot, it's enough to beat those crooked people in Lijia Village.

"The internal strife in their own village has not been settled yet, so why do they still care about our village's affairs?" Er Mao asked without understanding.

"It's because of their own internal strife that they should take care of us even more. Eat early at night, eat and drink enough, just wait and watch the fun."

Qingqing is gearing up.

After tonight, the forces among the villages will be re-ranked.

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