Jincheng flower hour

After lying on the couch for two days, the dog was sore and sore, he stayed on the bed before dawn, carried a bamboo basket on his back, and took a sickle to the forest behind the house to hunt pig vegetables.When he first stayed at the hotel, he took a few steps carefully to make sure that he would no longer feel dizzy and nauseated, and went to work happily.

Quanzi got up early, and before the chickens in the bamboo crowed, he cut half a basket of wild vegetables.Wild vegetables should be chopped with a knife, and then boiled in a pot.The pigs in Quanzi's family are very small, so they need to be fed well.If they are released into the forest now, they may die of illness, and if they are not kept for a few days, they will easily become wild boars during stocking, or even run away with other boars.

Well, this pig from Quanzi’s family is a gilt.

There are many abandoned houses in Zhuli. It is not difficult to find a broken pottery pot in this kind of house, so Quanzi found one and used this pottery pot to cook for pigs.When it is cooked, it is poured into a pottery pot with a gap, and then brought to the pigsty for the pigs to eat.The little pig has a good appetite, and will eat even rough food.

Although it is an animal, it has the same diet as a human being, and there is a gap between the rich and the poor. It is also a pig. If it is raised in a poor family, it can only eat wild vegetables, but if it is raised in a rich family, it can only eat swill.The pig of Quanzi's family is obviously thin.

After feeding the piglet, Gouzi took the sheep to the river to graze and tied it to a tree.

Since the pigsty was built, a simpler sheepfold was built next to the pigsty, so that the sheep had a "home" instead of being tied to the narrow and dark firewood.

Every day, the dog has a lot of work to do, he will arrange it instead of thinking about what to do.

Feed pigs and herd sheep, then set up fishing baskets by the river, and then water the bean fields.

There has been no weeding for several days, and many weeds have grown in bean fields or taro fields.The taro planted by the river has abundant water and flourishing green leaves.

Dogs are weeding in the fields, and the riverside weeds are plentiful and invading the fields.People cannot eat grass, but sheep, rabbits and cows do eat grass and grow up.Quanzi dare not expect to have a cow, his family can't afford it, but if he can raise two rabbits, it would be good, as there will be plenty of grass for them to eat.

I think so, the family has no money, and the rabbit can't afford it.

After Gouzi finished these tasks, the bamboo forest was already full of people's voices in the early morning.

In the morning, Zhuang Yang went out of the house and stood on the wooden porch overlooking the river bank. When he saw the figure of the dog in the taro field, he knew that he was able to work in the fields, and he seemed to be recovering well.Zhuang Yang looked at the young man who lived on the opposite bank from the wooden porch, while Gou Zi was resting on the other side of the river with a hoe, looked up at the farmer's house, and also saw a figure on the wooden porch on the second floor, who looked a lot like Erlang.

After the meal that day, Zhuang Lan and Bamboo Shoot were playing in the yard. The Bamboo Shoot was lying on the ground, and Zhuang Lan took the two front paws of the Bamboo Shoot to cover the eyes of the Bamboo Shoot. One person and one tapir had a great time.Zhuang Yang's figure shuttled under the camellia tree, and he went to the pool to look for the lotus.Dozens of lotus leaves in the pool are open, and fish and shrimp swim in it.

In Zhuli, Zhuang Yang often forgets the turmoil of the outside world and the flames of war in the distance because of its tranquility.The days here are relatively peaceful, and the uneasiness brought about by the tax collection officials has gradually been swept away a few days ago.

"Brother, I'm going to Brother Quanzi's house to see the little pig."

Zhuang Lan's voice came from behind, Zhuang Yang turned his head and saw the bamboo shoots running towards him in small steps.

"Go." Zhuang Yang saw Zhuang Lan's red dress move through the camellia leaves.

When Zhuang Lan went to Quanzi's house, Zhuang Yang could see her in the yard, if she was allowed to run around in the bamboo, it would be worrying.Recently, Ah Li often studies at home, Zhuang Lan has no playmates, she has an active temperament, and she refuses to take care of flowers and plants or study with Zhuang Yang.In Zhuang Yang's view, this is Zhuang Lan's nature, and there are still many years before she will marry another woman, so she can't bear to suppress her at this time.

Even if she is a child, give her the carefreeness of a child.

Zhuang Yang got out of the camellia bushes, with a black and white ball hanging on his calf, he bent over to pick up the bamboo shoot, hugged it in his arms, and looked up to see Zhuang Lan walking towards the wooden bridge leading to the west bank.After Zhuang Lan arrived on the other side, Zhuang Yang was relieved and confirmed that she hadn't gone to other places. He took the bamboo shoots and walked to the bamboo forest.

Bamboo shoots spend most of their time in the bamboo forest every day.This little tapir cub is loved by everyone in the farmer, he is raised lazily, and is not very active in eating bamboo.

Putting the bamboo shoots under a bunch of fresh bamboo leaves, Zhuang Yang stood beside him and accompanied him. After eating the bamboo shoots fascinated, Zhuang Yang left quietly.

As a small animal, bamboo shoots receive a lot of care, not to mention that it doesn't know the suffering in the world, food is readily available, and there are forests around it. It is much happier than many people in this world.

Zhuang Lan stood on tiptoe outside the pigsty, looking at the little pig snoring and sleeping next to the pig trough, she thought this pig was really lazy.She took a small bamboo and scratched the pig's ears with the leaves at the tip of the bamboo. The pig's ears swung from side to side, as if beating mosquitoes.

"Brother Dog, have you named the little pig?"

Zhuang Lan stopped teasing Xiaozhu, and turned her eyes to Gouzi.Gouzi was sitting on the mat used to weave bamboo strips, and was whittling a piece of wood.

"Raised to be slaughtered, no need to be named."

Quanzi never gives names to domestic animals such as cats, dogs, sheep, pigs and cattle. In fact, Quanzi has never seen anyone name pigs.Not to mention tapirs raised by dealers, even tapirs have names.

"It's so white, let's call it white."

Zhuang Lan was very satisfied with the name, and she specially warned Xiaozhu:

"Bai Bai, don't grow up, you will be killed by bad masters when you grow up."

Dog: "..."

"If you are stabbed with a knife, it will hurt and bleed a lot, and you will turn red."

Dog: "..."

For the croaking girl of the banker, Gouzi doesn't like or hate it, but she often comes to accompany her, so she becomes a scene in the courtyard, just like a tree in the courtyard.

Bai Bai in the pigsty was disturbed by Zhuang Lan and went back to sleep. He hummed and got up, and looked up at Zhuang Lan.Zhuang Lan found that it was white without hair, and its nose, ears and tail were tender pink, very cute.

Zhuang Lan happily teased a pig with a piece of bamboo. At first the pig was a little curious, but then he ignored Zhuang Lan and lay back to sleep.

Zhuang Lan was bored, so she ran to sit opposite Quanzi, watching Quanzi cut a long piece of wood with a knife.

"Wow, brother dog, what are you doing?"

"Chip wood."

Quanzi knew that if he said he was making a bow, Zhuang Lan would definitely pester her to make one for her.

Zhuang Lan raised her cheeks and watched as she watched the dog's action of chipping the two ends of the wood.The knife is not sharp and can only be scraped slowly.

I thought Zhuang Lan would leave without interest under such a boring action, but she didn't want her to keep her eyes on it. There was a slight prototype of a bow in this wood, and she saw it, and said pleasantly, "Brother Dog, are you making a bow?" ? You are amazing!" After all, he was praised by others, and Quanzi had to respond, so he nodded.

"Brother Quanzi, can you help me make a bow too?"

When Zhuang Lan saw something new, she wanted it curiously.But just like other children, after two days of playing with their hands, they lack interest.A few days ago, she happily played with the fishing basket, but in a few days, she put the basket in the utility room.

Quanzi was busy with his hands and decided to ignore her.

"It doesn't need to be so big, like Ah Chun's bow, which uses a tree branch as a bow, like that."

Ah Chun is a child of a family in Zhuli. Like the Zhang brothers, he lives in the south of Zhuli.

After listening to Zhuang Lan's description, Quanzi thought it was a slingshot.Making a slingshot is simple, and many little boys can make it.It's just that Zhuang Lan is a girl, what does she want a slingshot for?Naughty boys can use slingshots to shoot flowers and grass, butterflies and dragonflies, chickens, ducks, geese, dogs and cats, and even accidentally hit adults and get beaten up.

The slingshot caused trouble, it was a toy for naughty children, and the wooden bow made by Quanzi, which could shoot and kill birds, was for making a living, not for playing.

"Brother Dog, please help me make one."

"Let Aping do it for you."

Cut a tree branch, tie a rope, pick up a few small stones, and a slingshot is ready.

"Ah Ping can't do it, he can't even play with a bow."

In Zhuang Lan's eyes, her elder brother, Aping, is a bookworm. In fact, Aping is so gentle that he has never even played with a slingshot.

Quanzi didn't stop chopping the wood. He had already thinned the wood, sharpened both ends, and dug grooves on the sharpened ends for pulling the strings. At this time, the wooden bow was half finished.

"Brother Dog, you need to tie a rope to it."

I thought that if I ignored Zhuang Lan, she would leave, but I didn't want her to concentrate on watching.There is no rope around Gouzi, only a few slender tree trunks freshly cut.

Gouzi put down the wooden bow, stepped on one end of the tree trunk with his foot, and peeled the bark at the other end with a small knife. The long bark was peeled off, and the green sap flowed out fresh.The dog pulls out the fibers in the bark, and these fibers, when dried, can be used to weave ropes.

In Fengli, Wang Laizi taught Gouzi like his son, and Gouzi is smart and can learn it as soon as he learns it.

Zhuang Lan opened his mouth wide and his face was full of astonishment when he saw Gouzi pull out something like a rope from the bark.Zhuang Lan had seen weaving rope before, but it was hemp rope. It turns out that bark can be used to make rope.

Putting the stripped long fibers aside, Gouzi began to process the small barkless trunks, cutting them to the same size and sharpening the top of each one.Looking at these small pointed trunks, Zhuang Lan thought that this is for arrows?

There are so many people living in Zhuli, Zhuang Lan thinks there is one person who is very powerful, and that is her brother.The elder brother knows everything, more than Aping's wife.Now there is one more, and that is the silent brother Gouzi who makes bows and arrows.

"Brother Dog, there must be feathers on the arrow."

Zhuang Lan didn't just look at it stupidly, she also thought about it. She had seen bows and arrows, because both her elder brother and uncle had bows and arrows.

Quanzi's family killed a chicken a few days ago, but the chicken feathers were not discarded.You can find a few long feathers and glue them to the arrowhead.

"I'll help you find the big feathers of chickens and ducks, brother dog, can you make me a bow?"

Zhuang Lan still misses her slingshot, and wants to make a deal again.This girl is smart and cunning.

There are many chickens behind the farm house.

Dog: "..."

Quanzi got up and went to his kitchen to dig out some chicken feathers, but he couldn't glue the feathers to the arrows yet, he needed resin.

Zhuang Lan was very depressed when she saw that Quanzi had found Yuyu, she sat with her face in her hands and didn't say a word.

"What do you want a slingshot for?"

Quanzi thinks it's fortunate that he doesn't have a younger sister, otherwise he wouldn't be bored to death.But he never thought that such an annoying sister as Zhuang Lan is still rare.

"Bird shooting."

With a slingshot, you can shoot birds on trees, so you don't have to envy Ah Chun.

"Don't hit anyone with it."

Quanzi didn't want to cause trouble for Zhuang Yang, if he made a slingshot and gave it to Zhuang Lan, and Zhuang Lan used it to beat Zhang's brothers, it would be bad.

"No, brother dog, please help me."

Zhuang Lan was ecstatic, and quickly patted her chest to assure her.