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Chapter 183

Chapter 183

"Well……"

He Zhi rubbed the back of his painful head, sat up from the bed, and recalled the past.

"You were attacked by someone?"

Looking at the night outside the window, he was a little dazed.

I met a vicious murderer in real life and was not attacked, but in my dream I was beaten with a sap, and I still don’t know who did it!

Not only do I not know what to say, if there is really someone, that person is really ugly.

I wandered around Liquan Temple for so long, but this person didn't come out, and he actually came when he was about to reach the village.

"Is there something wrong in the village?"

Not only did he think about it, he felt something was wrong, he was worried that the dream would end, and he ran very fast, even if that person wanted to sneak attack him, he couldn't be so fast, unless that person had already ambushed there.

"It's unlikely, and he doesn't know that I will take that road to the village."

What's the difference between that and waiting for a rabbit, unless that person is mentally retarded.

It's not just that I can't figure it out, and I don't have a chance to check it out. The ghost knows when the next time I will enter the dream again.

A certain person wasn't worried at all, what would happen if "that person" used a knife or something just now.

"What is this stuff?"

Not only was he about to put on his clothes, but he felt something tickle in his crotch.

I reached in and touched it around. The first feeling was roundness, and the second feeling was shock.

"Did you lay eggs?"

He was so scared that he quickly took out the thing, looked at it carefully, and breathed a sigh of relief.

Don't get me wrong, it's not about his guy, but about the owner, that "egg".

This is not an egg, it is obviously the black ball that lied yesterday, the size is about the same as in the dream last night, if you say it is not bad, not only can't guarantee it, but he hasn't measured it.

The only difference is that in the dream it was a yellow glazed ball, while the one in his hand was a lying black ball.

"..."

Not only at this time, I am very envious of those systems with intelligence. Although I feel very zzy when reading novels, at least someone will explain it. I am completely relying on my imagination.

Who can stand this!

Not only couldn't stand it, he quickly tried to put the black ball into the space, but found that it couldn't, so he had to hide it under the wooden box where he put his clothes.

Yesterday I told Xiaoqi that this thing had been wiped out, and she saw it when I put it on display today. Could it be that it was reborn from the ashes last night?

After tidying up, the sky outside has gradually turned white. The weather is good and there are no dark clouds, otherwise it would be difficult to get light at this point.

I went out and ran a few laps, which was considered a warm-up, and I did pull-ups on the homemade horizontal bar outside the yard.

When it comes to the horizontal bar, it is really hard to use it, that is, tie a thick stick to two trees and use it reluctantly. Every time he uses force, he is worried that this thing will break.

Fortunately, the stick was strong, and the two trees were also strong, although he finally heard the sound of tearing.

I can't continue to use it tomorrow, otherwise I have to guess whether the stick broke first or the tree broke first.

He clapped his hands and went straight home. Just now he saw the smoke from the kitchen was rising.

Don't think too much, it must be Xiao Qi. It is impossible to ask grandpa to cook, but it is okay to eat. The old man now eats two big bowls for a meal.

Sure enough, Xiao Qi made a move, and the breakfast became fancy.

There is a pot of red bean porridge, a cage of big meat buns, a dollar-denominated steamed bun, oatmeal porridge, lotus root starch paste, etc., and a bunch of various snacks. The variety is very complete, but the portion is not enough, which is more than a bad review.

But he didn't have the courage to comment directly, because his actual actions were really delicious, and he ate them one by one, which belonged to the kind of licking plates.

Then immediately after eating, he yelled that he was too full to move, causing Xiao Qi to give him a big roll of his eyes, and then cleaned up the mess.

As a result, she jumped up as soon as she entered the house. Today he and his grandpa have to do something important. They will temper all the chisels and hammer them, and then try their hand at them all in the afternoon.

I haven't hit rocks for so many years, my grandfather is a little itchy, and he is worried that he won't be able to do it.

To move out the stone trough for the fire, grandpa went to the bamboo forest at the back to choose a thin bamboo, cut it down and took a section to use as a pipe connecting the bellows and the stone trough.

After confirming that the size is no problem, it is sealed with the adjusted mud.

Lighting the fire is a hassle, but the good news is that there is still a lot of charcoal in the stove after cooking, so I just went to get some out and poured it directly into the stone trough.

Grandpa hurriedly dragged half a bag of coking coal from the corner. He bought it from the town. The bellows have been rotted over the years, so there is no such thing.

"It's not easy to find in the town, so we don't burn it anymore."

It seems that this half bag of coal still took a lot of work.

I grabbed some small pieces and put them on, and finally put a few slightly larger ones. If they are too big, it will be difficult to burn, and it will be wasteful if they are not used up. This thing can't be extinguished when it comes to gas.

Therefore, it is generally used to smash it with a hammer. It is more than a feeling to pull the bellows. The speed should not be too fast, lest the wind is too strong, and it is easy to blow out the fire at the beginning.

After pulling for about ten minutes, I finally saw orange firelight from the cracks in the coking coal. The firelight was slightly bluish-purple, which was a sign of insufficient combustion.

Not only quickly increase the wind until all the coking coals are burned, but also put some large pieces of coking coals, and then the chisel can be put in.

Grandpa directly inserted three or four pieces in the front and back. Although the stone groove is not big, the sharp part of the chisel still needs to be quenched.

This process is boring and long, and it is still labor-intensive. When the drill is hot red, it must be clamped out immediately, hit with a hammer, and then continue to be heated in coking coals. Repeated three or four times, and finally quenched in cold water. It's done.

According to the needs, the chisel needs to be sharp. It should not be too sharp for cutting stones. Sharpness means that it is easy to blunt and broken. It is not suitable for wide opening and closing. Its usefulness lies in the final carving.

There is still more to learn in this aspect, so Grandpa didn't walk away, and guided by the side, while Xiao Qi recorded the video with the camera.

Not everyone can see this scene, especially in this year, it is rare to see these stonemasons, either disappeared or replaced by modern tools.

More than just posing for shots, he pretends to be aggressive from every angle. Although he is handsome from every angle, he thinks so, but it is still necessary to show the most perfect self.

Regarding this, Xiao Qi covered her smile, while Grandpa covered his face, expressing that he didn't want to appear in the camera, he was ashamed to see others!

Most of these yards were accumulated by my grandfather over the past few decades. Each root has a different origin. It was given by someone else, the steel bars left by a certain family’s house repair, or they were bought from others when they saw Lie Xinxi. .

It is the hard work of the old man, ever since his grandfather collapsed, he probably never thought that there would be a day when these old fellows would see the light of day again!

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(End of this chapter)