A car accident, our family of three crossed

Pingyang County.

In an inconspicuous courtyard, Chu Rui was leaning on the bed in the main house.

"Chu Yi, send someone to investigate something."

"Yes." Chu Yi probably understood what he wanted to find out without asking.

Chu Rui thought about it and thought it was inappropriate, so he changed his words and said, "Wait, you should do this yourself!"

"Yes, Master, please give your orders."

"Go check the Hang and Song families, and focus on investigating Hang Shuheng's wife and the Song family, no matter how big or small."

"Yes."

"Go ahead! Remember, no matter how small the task."

Chu Yi took the order and immediately set off to return to Shangtang Village to investigate, but Chu Rui couldn't stop laughing while looking at the two gourd paintings.

This time he left without saying goodbye, and took none of his belongings with him. He only took away these two paintings by Yangyang.

Because of Yangyang's appearance and the jade pendant, he already had some guesses in his mind, but he didn't dare to jump to conclusions. He hoped that Chu Yi would bring back the answer he wanted.

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Shangtang Village.

Hang Shuheng and Yangyang stayed at Shuisheng's house for a whole morning. During this time, Hang Shuheng and Shuisheng reached a consensus and formed a cooperative relationship with Hang Shuheng providing the design and Shuisheng providing the technology. The basket of wild animals he brought would serve as his capital for investment.

Yangyang admired Shuisheng for making all kinds of wooden products, so he asked, "Brother Shuisheng, can you make Calabash Brothers?"

"Calabash Brothers? What are Calabash Brothers?" Shuisheng was a little confused.

"The Calabash Brothers are the Calabash Brothers! They just look like a gourd, uh..." Yang Yang was worried about how to explain it.

Hang Shuheng saw that he was distressed, so he smiled and said, "Yangyang, why don't you draw it on the ground."

"Okay!"

Yangyang happily found a thin bamboo branch that Shuisheng had chopped off as a carpenter, and started drawing on the ground.

This is much easier to draw than using daddy's brush. Influenced by Song Ning, Yangyang has loved painting since he was a child. He has drawn Calabash Brothers countless times and it is not difficult for him to draw it.

Soon, a detailed image of the Calabash Brothers appeared on the ground.

"Brother Shuisheng, look, this is what Calabash Brothers looks like."

Shuisheng and Mudun both came over to take a look, and they both found it very novel. It was a strange yet cute thing they had never seen before.

"It's so strange, can a gourd give birth to babies?" asked Mudun.

Hang Shuheng didn't want Yangyang to talk too much, as the more he talked, the less clear his explanation would be, so he said first: "A gourd can't give birth to a baby. These are just some things that exist in the storybooks, and they are just things that people made up."

"So it's from the storybook! I've never heard of it, hehehe..." Mudun said embarrassedly, scratching his head.

Shuisheng looked at it carefully for a while and nodded, saying, "This should not be difficult to make. It can be made with leftover materials." After he said that, he found a small piece of wood the size of a palm from his pile of wood.

"Brother." Mudun hesitated for a moment and said hesitantly, "I, I also want a calabash doll, can I..."

"Okay, big brother will make a gourd doll for you and Yangyang." Shuisheng touched his head.

"But Calabash Brothers has seven brothers!" Yangyang said in a baby voice.

"Seven brothers?" Shuisheng was surprised for a moment, then readily agreed: "Okay, then make seven, and you can choose yourselves when the time comes."

While the two little guys were still pestering Shuisheng, Hang Shuheng picked up the thin bamboo stick dropped by Yangyang and started drawing casually on the ground.

He always remembered that he had promised Song Ning that he would make her a rocking chair when he had money. Thinking about the stack of banknotes he put away in the morning, they must be very rich now, right?

As his painting gradually took shape, Shuisheng was already watching with wide eyes, extremely excited. He knew that what Uncle Hengzi did was definitely not simple.

"Uncle Hengzi, this is, this is?"

He could see that it was a chair, but it was different from a traditional chair, and he couldn't tell how it was different.

“This is a rocking chair”

Hang Shuheng roughly explained the principle to Shuisheng and asked him to figure it out on his own. "I can only draw an outline. Take a look at it and think about it. I will draw a detailed picture for you later and print one for your aunt."

Near noon, Hang Shuheng took Yangyang away, and before leaving, he asked Shuisheng to take the wild animals to the county town as soon as possible to sell them to prevent them from going bad.

However, he didn't know that the paintings left on the ground by the father and son had made Shuisheng almost obsessed. He even squatted there with his bowl and chopsticks while eating and looking at them.

When they got home, Song Ning had already prepared lunch and told them to wash their hands before eating.

Every day some women and young wives would gather under the big banyan tree at the entrance of the village to chat about family matters, and today was no exception.

When Hang's mother and her group appeared at the entrance of the village, they were stared at by a group of people like they were watching monkeys.

"Hey, sister-in-law is back? This trip back to her parents' home took quite a long time!"

It can be said that all members of the Zhang family went on this trip, from Zhang's father and mother to his son, daughter-in-law and grandson.

Among their group, the old woman in black robe and with wrinkles on her face stood out particularly.

"Are there any relatives coming?" Everyone asked curiously when they saw a new face among the people they were traveling with.

Hang's mother had something to hide and didn't want to attract too much attention, but the village entrance was the only way to go, so she had to meet everyone and deal with it casually.

"Sister-in-law, what good things did you bring back from your mother's home?"

Someone with sharp eyes noticed that Hang's mother was carrying a small wooden barrel covered with cloth. He wanted to reach out and lift it up to have a look.

Hang's mother quickly dodged and slapped the other person's hand heavily, cursing: "What are you doing? Why are you so rude? Get out of here, get out of here."

"Tsk, if you don't want me to watch it, then don't watch it. Who cares?"

Hang's mother is not someone who is willing to suffer a loss, so don't even think of taking advantage of her verbally.

Just as she was about to step forward to argue, Zhang's mother quickly held her back.

"Forget it, forget it. There's no point in arguing with this kind of person." She whispered in Hang's mother's ear, "Business matters are more important. Don't delay."

The witch Zhao, who had been watching coldly, snorted at the right time. Hang's mother suddenly calmed down, glared at the woman who almost caused her to delay her work, and left with her group without saying a word.

"Hey! She, she just left like that?"

They were all from the same village, so who didn't know Hang's mother? The woman had already prepared to have a verbal battle with her for 300 rounds, but she didn't expect that she would just leave like this...

Such a reaction was unlike Hang's mother's usual style and was too abnormal. Moreover, seeing them hurried away, they seemed to be in a hurry to do something.

Everyone had the same premonition that there would be some excitement to be seen at the Hang family again.

So, some curious people followed closely behind, wanting to see what kind of tricks Hang's mother was up to this time.