When he woke up in the morning, Bian Rui danced with copper sticks for a while and took a shower with sweat all over his head, he saw his grandfather walking into the yard slowly with his hands on his back. After thinking about it carefully, he realized that today was the time for his grandfather to teach his little granddaughter to practice martial arts.

"Grandpa, you're a little late!"

"You can use it?" Bian Rui's grandfather glanced at his grandson, then walked towards the main house with a stern look.

Bian Rui was still wondering why the old man seemed to have a little bit of emotion towards him today.

Just as I was thinking about this, I heard my grandfather's voice ringing again, still the kind of very gentle one.

"Oh, my little guy, why are you still asleep at this time? Get up quickly and practice with grandpa!"

When Bian Rui looked up and looked into the room, he found that his daughter immediately opened her eyes when she heard the voice of the great master, and then threw herself into the great master's arms.

It wasn't enough to get into the great master's arms, but he kept muttering something. It was a little far away and Bian Rui didn't understand, but it must be a good thing, otherwise the old man could smile on his face?

Bian Rui stood by and watched for a while, then turned around and went there himself, rode Yan Lan's little sheep, and Bian Rui drove all the way to the new house.

These days, Bian Rui has a lot of things to do. First of all, the new house has been handed over, and the ones inside and outside have to be cleaned up. After cleaning up, you have to use a stove to bake it out and the moisture in the house is roasted out.

The stove is actually a dry gasoline barrel, saw it into two, then put one in each room and burn the fire inside. The fire is going to burn vigorously and you have to sweat when you close the door, so that the moisture of the new house can be driven out.

Fortunately, Bian Rui provided a lot of firewood, and Wu Guanglong and Zhu Tongqiang were responsible for watching the fire. If the fire was not strong, they had to add firewood. So the stove fire has been roasting for two days, and the weather is also very strong. The sun is shining brightly these two days, so I guess it should be done today.

When he arrived at the new house, Bian Rui didn't think about disturbing anyone. He pushed open his nearest house and looked in. He found that the self-leveling and the white and gray walls on the wall were already dry. The stove in the house is still full of heat, making the room unoccupied.

After coming out of the house, Bian Rui went to the last house and looked at it. He found that it was the same as the first house. After the fire was turned off, the house could move to the next step.

The next step is to lay the floor. The floor on Bianrui is made of wooden boards. Floor heating equipment is added under the wooden boards. Although it is for apprentices, the winter in Jiangnan is cold and cold, so the apprentices cannot bear it, so the floor heating still has to be installed.

In addition to floor heating, some small treatments are required to be applied to the wall and the insulation materials are pasted. The effect of the sticker looks like a soft bag. This is also a unified task and can be completed in two or three days.

The house is ready, and the rest is the furniture inside. For example, Mr. Wu Guanglong and Zhu Tongqiang bought ready-made ones. Bian Rui decided to make it by himself and did not make any fancy things. He just had a room, a bed, and a cabinet for clothes. They were straightforward, with no lines or patterns. The only thing that was outstanding was that the materials used were solid wood, all of which were solid oak furniture, without any moisture.

Now Bian Rui has almost finished all the materials, and the rest is to move the materials here to splice them.

"Bian Rui!"

"Auntie, why did you get up so early?"

When Bian Rui was about to leave, he saw Mr. Wu Guanglong's wife get out of the RV and greet him with a smile. So he asked after a greeting.

The old lady said happily: "Have you seen it?"

"I've seen it, just turn off the fire, and there's no need to roast it with the fire anymore," said Bian Rui.

"Our old man also said that it would be fine today. Last night, I called the people from the floor heating company to come here today. By the way, have your furniture been made? It should be shipped here after it is made," the old lady asked.

Bian Rui replied: "My furniture is not just right. It's easy to go straight! Then you can just ship it like this, it's all square things. By the way, where is the old man?"

"I went running with two dogs early in the morning. It's almost time to come back," said the old lady.

Bian Rui said: "Then you are busy. If the people from the floor heating company come later, I will come over again."

"Okay, then I'll ask the old man to call you!" said the old lady.

After saying that, the old lady remembered something again and asked Bian Rui: "Xiaobian, don't rush to leave. I'll ask you something. Didn't you say raising pigs? Have you bought the piglets?"

Bian Rui waved his hand and said, "Not yet. I said I didn't deliver it last time. There is a problem with the piglet seed. I'm waiting for two days to wait for the town to get a market. I'm going to pick it myself."

My uncle is extremely unsatisfactory in buying pigs. Of course, there are factors that are too expensive during this period. Now foreign pigs are about 20 yuan per pound, and local pork is over 40 yuan. A piglet is twice as expensive as normal. My uncle thinks it is not cost-effective. I originally planned to give it to him last time, but the pig breeding accident happened again, and someone gave him a hybrid pig. If Bian Rui was a local local pig, his face was full of chubby pleats, and his pig's eyes were almost invisible.

Although this kind of pig is not as big as a foreign pig and has a high meat yield, it tastes good. Whether it is making ham or bacon, it is much more delicious than the big white pigs on the market.

"It just so happens that when the time comes, we will call our old man and go with you and help buy two pigs!" said the old lady.

"Okay!" Bian Rui said.

As the two were talking, Mr. Wu took a trot and turned from the intersection.

As he was far away, the old man stood up and greeted me: "Bian Rui, come here so early."

"Come here and see, how long you have been running, your whole body is almost wet." Bian Rui asked with a smile when he saw that the old man seemed to have been fished out of the water.

Mr. Wu Guanglong said, "From here, I ran to Qinglongpo over there, and I made a round trip!"

"Oh, that road is not short, almost eight miles away," said Bian Rui.

"Yes!" The old man came to Bian Rui and stopped slowly.

When the old lady saw him, she brought a towel for the old man and wiped her face. Anyway, the temperature is getting higher and higher, and it is almost twenty degrees in the morning. It is not easy to catch a cold. Therefore, the old man did not go back to the RV to change his clothes, but chatted with Bian Ruixiao for a while.

"The aunt told me about buying pigs. In two days, when the yard is ready, we will go together. I will come and call you," said Bian Rui.

"I listen to you when buying pigs, but I want to ask, there are no bamboos here. I plan to plant bamboo in the small yard. It's not alive without bamboo!" asked Mr. Wu Guanglong.

The old man is much more concerned about the courtyard than Bian Rui. Among the three, Bian Rui is the one who cares the least. Look at the old man, the house has not yet been ready, so he has already booked a stone table and a stone bench. Even the horse-mounted stone at the entrance of the courtyard is ready.

What people are asking for is an ancient flavor. The doors are not locking pins, but door knockers. There is no need for pins in the room. The door nests used will squeak and squeak. Bian Rui felt that if possible, the old man would not use electricity, and just light the oil lamp was suitable for him.

Anyway, Bian Rui couldn't stand the sound of the door and window, and honestly installed the door frame and the hinged curtain.

After hearing this, Bian Rui replied directly: "What kind of thing do you like? If there are anyone nearby, you can just dig it!"

"Isn't that good?"

"It's okay, what good things are bamboo? If you like it, just dig it. As long as you don't run to someone else's yard to dig it, there will be no problem," said Bian Rui.

How can there be a lack of bamboo in the territory of Jiangnan? As long as you pay attention to the roadside slope, you can see the shadow of bamboo. There are three types of bamboos in Bianrui's hometown. The huge one is called mosaic bamboo, which can grow to the thickness of a bowl. There is also a thin bamboo, which is the small bamboo that Bianrui often uses to fish. It is not tall and is usually only three or four meters tall.

There is another type between the bamboo and the thin bamboo. The bamboo joints look a bit strange. Each section is collected when the two sides of the middle are close to the bamboo joints. Locals call it sweet bamboo. This kind of bamboo is mainly used to eat bamboo shoots, and can provide fresh bamboo shoots to the villagers almost all seasons, but the bamboo shoots taste different in each season.

"If you are not at ease, go directly to the door of my house to dig as much as you want," Bian Rui said again.

"If you have you, I'll just dig up more than ten plants and plant them in the yard to subdue Feng Ya!" Mr. Wu Guanglong said mockingly.

After the old man said this, Bian Rui suddenly wanted to eat bamboo shoots, and he was a little greedy for old duck stewed with spring bamboo shoots! Although Bian Rui didn't like eating ducks very much, the only exception was that old duck stewed with spring bamboo shoots.

Gudong!

Thinking of this, Bian Rui couldn't help swallowing.

"Then you two are busy, I'm going home." Bian Rui said, riding on the motorcycle and starting it, then heading to the village.

As soon as he entered the village, Bian Rui slowed down the speed of his motorcycle and kept looking into the rivers on both sides. At this time, the ducks from every household had been released, and they were clamoring to catch food and eat happily in the river.

Bian Rui didn't know what other places said, but in his hometown, ducks are meat-eating. You, like chickens and geese, are vegetarians. Ducks especially like to eat small fish and shrimps. In this small river at the entrance of Bianjia Village, the most deficient are small fish and shrimps, so ducks grow one by one.

Nowadays, the ducks in the river are in groups, each with different marks on their bodies. Some have a little red on their heads, some have a basket, and some have a mark on their heads, but on their bodies, or on their wings. This is how the villagers distinguish their own ducks from other ducks.

There are big ducks and little ducks in the river now, so Bian Rui naturally won’t eat the ducks. Now they are less than one pound, except for bones, and now they are bones. Now Bian Rui is looking at old ducks, and they are gray-winged old ducks. The taste of this old duck is the best for stewing spring bamboo shoots.

After going back all the way, Bian Rui finally found that the ducks were better raised by their own homes, and their average size was about half a circle larger than other people's homes. The ducks had webbeds, their mouths were yellow like jade, their bodies were covered with white hairs, and their wings were covered with gray flying feathers.

Bian Rui took a fancy to a duck, parked the car at the door of his house, went into the yard and took out a net bag.

When he arrived at the riverside, Bian Rui began to wield his net bag and put on a duck.

The duck rattled and immediately summoned the grandmother in the yard.

"What are you doing? How old are you still driving the ducks to play!" Grandma said with a smile when she saw that she was her grandson.

"I'm going to have a duck, and we'll eat old duck and stew spring bamboo shoots at noon," said Bian Rui.

When grandma heard this, she immediately said, "Where is the duck delicious at this time? Have something else!"

Grandma was a little unhappy. Although the grandson was good, the duck was now taking care of the little duck. The duck I just bought this year has just changed its hair. How can it be done without the old duck?

"Just one!" Bian Rui raised a finger.

"Not even one, it's all a mystery. Who lays the eggs you ate with the female duck? Then you won't eat the salted duck eggs?" said grandma.

When Bian Rui saw that he could not think about his own duck, and other people's ducks would be even worse. Others might agree for face reasons, but Bian Rui could not do this.

What should I do if I want to eat duck but can’t eat my own? Bian Rui quickly put his mind on the head of the wild duck. As for whether it was illegal or not, the greedy worm in his stomach came up and he didn’t care about it.
Chapter completed!