Chapter 9: Cutting wood

Author: Wuming.

Moonlight

Chapter 9: Cutting wood

The embroidery factory received a order from the first factory in the city before the New Year, and specially customized a batch of New Year's Eve pillowcases for a certain unit of the army in the garrison. The work was done clean and beautiful. The leader of the first factory was highly praised by the superiors. He waved his hand and transferred ten from the rebate kettle he received to the embroidery factory as a reward for outstanding workers.

Zhao Wenlan got a kettle with the title of "Embroiderer Expert". She was so happy. This is a military green kettle, even if she has money, she might not be able to buy it. If she carried it on her back and walked on the street, she would be more excited than getting double overtime pay.

Everyone in the family knew the origin of the kettle and also knew how much Zhao Wenlan treated it. No one expected that she would take it out at this time.

Zhao Wenduo touched the warm cloth cover. Although it was just an aluminum leather kettle, it was incomparable to the thermos cup with steel gland, but it was already an amazing thing here. It almost caught up with the existence of large household items. I can bear to use it for her. This dick is really good!

Morning time passed quickly, and one or two hours passed in a staggering manner. After breakfast, I cleaned up, and it was half past five.

Li Cuizhen went to the west wing room, and the Guo family also took leave today and went to the mountain to chop firewood. The five members of the Guo family were all strong laborers. The three boys were all twenty years old, and they were all capable as if they were calves.

The Guo family is both honest and easy to get along with. Usually, the two families are close together. Li Cuizhen came to the meeting and asked them to help take care of Zhao Wenduo who was going up the mountain alone. The two nodded without saying a word and told her to rest assured.

When Zhao Wen got up, he went to say hello to Luo Siping first and asked her to help her take a day off from the teacher, because she had diarrhea and ran to the toilet six times in the middle of the night. By this time, she had not gotten up.

Luo Siping scratched her head when she heard this: "There are so many students in our class who have diarrhea these two days. The teacher doesn't know if she can believe it. What if she doesn't believe it?"

What to do? Shuangshu! You are all fools when you are a teacher. This reason is just made up. It’s not like eating rice in the same pot. Can so many people get diarrhea together? But it’s better than not. She can’t go home one by one to check it out. She knows it’s lies.

Not all the families in this village are looking at grain. Only those who have jobs can have food. They can’t eat enough. They are still thinking about what to learn? There are so many children, it’s hard to support them. It’s good to be able to live. Whether or not they go to school or not is not important. This is not an individual phenomenon. Generally speaking, there are many people who can go to school for three or two grades, and those who can go to school in the middle.

Two days ago, Zhao Wenduo heard Li Cuizhen and Zhao Mingyu talk that if the fifth brother was born, there would be no one to help her, and she would have to work and earn food. It would be impossible for her to have no one in the family. The fourth brother is young and doesn't care about it at all. It's the third brother who is thinking about it and thinking about it is the most suitable for the third brother to come down.

This was given a vaccination in advance, and the ward was called in advance, which meant that Zhao Wen wanted to stop studying and take his children to do homework so that the adults could free up their hands to earn money to support the family. Although it was not obvious, with Li Cuizhen's status at home, this was almost a matter of being decided, and even if it was delayed, it would not take long.

Zhao Wenduo is dispensable about this matter. After all, he has read books for nearly twenty years, and his knowledge reserves can be considered sufficient. Just like this simple thing about elementary school students now, it is no problem.

The problem is that she has knowledge but has not seen any diploma. She can't go out without graduating from elementary school and be a semi-illiterate person in the future. Compared to the difficulties she would encounter at that time, the problems she faces now are just a piece of cake.

Even in order not to lose school, we have to solve the current difficulties, and we have to cut down any of this firewood.

Of course, Zhao Wenduo can also understand Li Cuizhen's difficulties. It is really not easy to support her family, both young and old, and weak, and weak. It is not that she is cruel to her children, but she doesn't have the conditions to spoil her, and she has to spoil her, and she doesn't go to work or work, and she eats and drinks. The pressure of life forces her to be hard-hearted, and she is not spoiled by her children and not be pampered by herself. Only in this way can she live her life.

Luo Siping's guess was 90% accurate, and Zhao Wenduo did not expect the result. The teacher was not angry and was not within her consideration. The task in front of him was not to continue to go to school, but how to warmly pass this winter.

After giving the explanation, Zhao Wenduo went home directly, took the sickle and rope for chopping firewood, carried a pot of water on his back, and cleaned it up briefly, and followed the Guo family and left the village.

Bailangli Village is a typical northern small mountain village. You can see big and small mountain buns near the village. The two nearby mountains are Dongshan and Nanshan. Nanshan are steeper and dangerous, while Dongshan is more comfortable, short and slow.

The firewood used for burning fire is divided into three types here. The adult thick wood is cut down and unloaded into several pieces. The axe cuts several pieces from the middle. It is resistant to burning and has a high temperature. The best firewood to keep warm in winter. Of course, the most effort is also required. Without a few strong men's joint efforts, and with suitable transport vehicles, it is almost impossible to transport it down the mountain. The second type is a thick rod with a diameter of three or five centimeters, cut and saw it into sections, neatly and does not occupy space, and it is also very long when burning. The third type is low shrubs with finger thickness, collectively called branch firewood, which is easy to cut and not resistant to burning, and is more convenient to transport.

In winter, most of the firewood piles prepared by every household are the third type of branch firewood, followed by stick firewood, and the least chop firewood.

The villagers said they wanted to go up the mountain to chop firewood, and most of them meant to get this kind of firewood.

This is what Zhao Wenduo cut up this time, and with the Guo couple, he would cut some of the kids with spare energy. After all, with the Guo man, this kind of strength is still not a problem.

The mountain capital of Nanshan and Dong is not far from the village. Compared with the former, the trees are more lush and the firewood is more abundant. However, in winter, the snow is deep and the road is slippery, so it is impossible to take the risk for a few bundles of firewood. After all, there are sticks and firewood on all the hills, and these families in the village can't cut them all, so of course they choose the one that is easy to get.

In winter, the mountains are covered with white areas, and it has just snowed heavily. The mountain road that has no one walked on, and the snow is buried on the legs and wrists.

The Guo couple felt sorry for Zhao Wen's young age and a girl's house. They walked in front and asked her to walk on the back. Even so, when they reached the hillside, Zhao Wen's short-gross of cotton shoes that were not thick were already filled with snow.

"Miss Three, the tree here is quite dense. Just cut it here. Uncle Guo and I will walk to the top of the mountain." Guo Qiuhuizhen stopped and said.

"Well, okay, then I'll cut it here, you guys go up."

These trees are fixed in the same place. If you cut them together, I can't cut them down. I'll waste time and work. The trees on the hills are slightly thicker, but the road is also farther. Zhao Wenduo knew that he was considerate of her and was taking care of her.

"If there is anything, just call us. It's not far away and you can hear it with a single shout." Guo Huairen said.

Zhao Wenduo nodded, watched the two of them continue to go up the mountain, and turned around to look around. Most of the trees growing on the East Mountain were short, with moringa and oak trees occupying most of them, and they are not long in the years. They will be as tall as a head. They are grey-skinned and bald branches, with a few brown leaves scattered, standing straight in the snow, about the thickness of their thumb.

Cutting wood is not a technical job. Even if you have never eaten pork, you have seen the pigs go away. As long as you can put down the standing stick, it will be a good idea. But the question is, how to put this down? Where should a tree be cut off from, close to the ground, or in the waist, the seemingly simple question varies from person to person.

Zhao Wenduo has not been here for too long, and he has only heard of chopping wood from others, and has never seen it with his own eyes. And everyone around him has ignored this. They think that chopping wood is really not worth teaching in person. Things that three-year-old children know about it, and they didn't even think about taking it out and explaining it.

Fortunately, I worked with Zhao Wenying for a while yesterday and generally got to know something.

(End of this chapter)
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