[Rebirth and Farming] To be motivated is not to be promoted

Although Gu Dongyuan has a serious tendency to "protect food", children are children after all, after playing for a whole afternoon, they are still so tired that they quickly fall asleep.

The three of them occupied a corner each, and slept extremely soundly all night.

The next day, Shen Qingshuai took them crazy all morning, and Gu Dongyuan still didn't forget to pick a lotus flower bone for Shen Yunjin in the puddle.

It was after two o'clock in the afternoon that Shen Yunchuan sent the two of them to the bus going back.

When he came, he was too tired to carry around, but when he left, apart from the clothes of the two of them, Shen Yunjin only held the fragrant lotus in his hands, which made him feel a lot more relaxed.

When they arrived in the county, Shen Hongbo calculated the approximate time of their return and was waiting at the station. When he saw the lotus, he couldn't help climbing up the mountain to sniff it: "It's really fragrant. It's the flower of our Shenzhuang when you smell it."

That demeanor was so proud that it was not an ordinary lotus, but a divine lotus under the seat of Guanyin Bodhisattva.

When he got home, Shen Yunjin found a beer bottle filled with some water and inserted the lotus.

The old lady Gu believed in Buddhism, and there was a portrait of Zhang Sansheng posted in the room. Shen Yunjin directly carried the lotus into the old lady's room: "Grandma, Dongyuan specially picked this for you, and told you to offer it to the Buddha."

This sentence made the old lady laugh like a lotus flower, so she didn't care whether the wine bottle was suitable for placing in front of the Buddha statue.

After borrowing flowers to present the Buddha, Shen Yunjin remembered that he seemed to have never seen Gu Dongyuan since he came back.

In order to go out on weekends, they did all their homework for two days on Friday night, but they still skipped the two days of tutoring.

Anyway, it's still early, Shen Yunjin still thought that he could hurry up and teach Gu Dongyuan two more lessons.

Shen Yunjin searched around Gu's house, but he didn't see anyone, so he walked around to the factory in front, and only saw Qiu San and his second aunt busy in front of the pickle pond.

"Second Aunt, Third Brother, did you see where my brother went?" Shen Yunjin asked them while looking around in the yard.

Standing on the pond, Qiu San raised his chin towards the outside of the wall: "I just chatted with Master Mu about something here, and the two of them went to the woods with a pile of wooden boards."

board?forest?

Hearing Qiu San's words, a bad premonition suddenly rose in Shen Yunjin's heart.

After thanking Qiu San, Shen Yunjin quickly walked towards the small forest behind.

As a result, just a few steps into the woods, I saw Gu Dongyuan snapping the wooden boards with a hammer, and Master Mu was also guiding with interest.

It's just that the place where they were standing happened to be behind the Gu family's house, and he didn't see it at all just now, and went directly to the front factory.

When Shen Yunjin got closer, he saw that there was already a large piece of nailed wood on the ground, probably intended to be used for making wood, and the tools on the ground were hammers, nails, and saws.

Next to the plank is a thick old locust tree with a crooked neck, and a thick branch protruded from the ground about one meter high, because the main trunk of the tree is not very high because of the slanted branch. In good conscience, this tree is used to make a tree house, but the conditions are much better than the one chosen by Shen Qingshuai.

One is that the tree is short, and a person standing on the ground can nail it up, and it will definitely be more solid. Even when entering the tree house, there is no need to climb hard. A lot of security.

As soon as Shen Yunjin approached, he greeted Master Mu first: "Grandpa Mu."

Master Mu has always been serious, but when facing these two children, he is always uncharacteristically kind.

Hearing his voice, he also smiled and nodded to him: "Dongyuan said he wanted to build a wooden house for me, and I thought he was thinking of marrying a wife, but he said that you like it."

Who will tell him how to respond to such words so that they don't sound awkward?

Shen Yunjin laughed dryly, and said to Master Mu: "If you like it, you don't have to make it. How can he make a wooden house?"

Gu Dongyuan, who was burying his head in smashing the nails, heard his questioning his ability, and immediately raised his head with a frown: "Why can't I do it? I must be a hundred times better than that handsome Shen Qing!"

Well, this sentence provoked him again.

Shen Yunjin stood aside dumbfounded, watching him earnestly doing the work in hand, and suddenly found that Gu Dongyuan often had the ability to make him wonder whether to laugh or be moved.

This kind of mood is probably the feeling of a raised son who finally knows how to love his father... not much different.

Master Mu was smoking the tobacco leaves he rolled himself, and he smiled all over his face: "Don't worry, your Grandpa Mu has been tinkering with this a lot, and he won't have me to teach him."

With technical talents as consultants, it seems that this log cabin is really on track.

Seeing Gu Dongyuan's serious look, Shen Yunjin couldn't help squatting down, ready to beat him up, but he didn't expect Gu Dongyuan to refuse with righteous words: "I'll do it myself, don't interfere!"

Well, no wonder Master Mu has been watching from the side all the time, and he is so determined to take care of the young master.

Anyway, being idle is idle, so Shen Yunjin simply leaned against the locust tree and chatted with Master Mu.

They were not talkative people at first, but Shen Yunjin has always consciously wanted to have a deeper relationship with Master Mu, so as to increase the security of the factory at home. It was so easy to seize this opportunity, of course he couldn't let it go .

"Grandpa Mu, I heard from my father that your craftsmanship was passed down from your ancestors, so why don't you do it at home?" In fact, Gu Dongyuan already knew about Master Mu's situation in his last life, so he asked again this time just to get rid of it. It's only close to two people.

After hearing his question, Master Mu really pulled his face down, took a puff of cigarette angrily, and squeezed out the thick smoke from his mouth and nose: "It was handed down by the ancestors, how can people think it's dirty?" Why don’t you feel tired? What’s the use? Those bastards, I get angry when I think about it. They eat and work lazy all day long. If they want to be half as sensible as your father, I don’t have to worry about it. Now? Humph, I might as well go out and find some by myself Don't worry about your work."

Master Mu said half and half, and didn't express clearly, but Shen Yunjin knew the situation.

Although Master Mu was hardworking and willing to work, he had no choice but to give birth to two lazy sons. The two daughter-in-laws he married also disliked the dirty and tiring work of pickles and refused to follow him. Master Mu also closed the workshop in a fit of anger. Then he followed Shen Hongbo to Qingshui County.

"Is it because my uncle doesn't like this? That's a pity. The pickles my dad brought back from you last time were delicious. I'm sure I can't get enough of them in my life!" Shen Yunjin said it was not a lie.

People nowadays are very honest in doing business, let alone a veteran craftsman like Master Mu.

The pickles in his workshop are all well-selected ingredients, coupled with Master Mu's craftsmanship, even though they are just ordinary pickles, they can really make people's lips and teeth fragrant.

Everyone likes to hear good things, and Master Mu is no exception.

Hearing what Shen Yunjin said, most of the displeasure on his face faded immediately, revealing a bit of pride: "That's right, none of the vegetables and sauces pickled and brewed by your grandpa Mu has been boastful so far!"

"Then Grandpa Mu, you will stay in our factory for the rest of your life. By then, many people from our factory will be famous and have gone to Beijing and Shanghai." Shen Yunjin continued to flatter him with all his might.

Master Mu burst out laughing, and stretched out his hand to flick him on the head: "You kid, just daydream, a little bit of pickled vegetables, at most, you can sell them from Qingshui to Youtai, Beijing and Shanghai? What do you think?" Wei Yuan... Dong Yuan, don't use that board, save it for the window lattice."

While talking, Master Mu did not forget to keep an eye on Gu Dongyuan's movements.

Youtai is the county seat where Master Mu's family is located.

Master Mu was like this in his last life. He had no ambition at all. He never thought about expanding his business, but only wanted to pickle pickled vegetables well.

This actually coincides with Shen Yunjin's thinking.

Shen Yunjin is not an ambitious person, even in this life when he opened the cheat, he never thought about using his golden fingers to do something earth-shattering.

All he wants is a family and He Shun Shun can live comfortably, so that Gu Dongyuan can live a smooth life.

But he also knew that his father had a little ambition for business.

In this life, no matter what he said, he had to neutralize the thoughts of his father and Master Mu, and he couldn't make them stiff again no matter what.

Of course, this kind of neutralization can't be done in a hurry, it still has to be done slowly.

"That's not necessarily the case. People nowadays are not stupid. How can they not know what is delicious? I can guarantee that you and my father will cook it freely. It won't take long for the whole Qingshui County to know that there is a Master Mu in Zhaojia Village who is good at pickling. pickle!"

Hearing what he said, Master Mu seemed to be looking forward to the future. He couldn't help being stunned for a few seconds, and then burst out laughing again: "You are a big kid, if you are not so big, I really feel that you are so big. I'm talking like an adult."

Shen Yunjin stuck out his tongue childishly at him on purpose, but he couldn't help feeling in his heart: "Isn't the person talking to you now an adult!"

But this sentence, he probably wouldn't dare to really say it in the next ten years.

Master Mu was completely relieved by Shen Yunjin's praise, and unknowingly, he talked with him until the sun went down, and the smell of rice in the courtyard of Gu's family wafted out.

Their conversation finally came to an end with Fanxiang, and Gu Dongyuan's tree house also nailed a prototype on the tree trunk.

After stuffing the unused planks and tools into the half-baked little house, the three of them returned home together.

The old lady had already laid out all the food, Gu Dongyuan had done physical work all afternoon, of course he was already hungry, so he obediently followed Shen Yunjin to the basin stand.

Shen Yunjin scooped up water from the washbasin, and the two of them put the water into their hands together as before, but Gu Dongyuan didn't play with his fingers like before.

He was so quiet, but Shen Yunjin was a little surprised, couldn't help but stretched out his hand, turned Gu Dongyuan's hand over, two bloody little blood bubbles immediately caught his eyes.